Severus Snape Robes Novels & Stories

"Wait here" one man said as they left, shutting the door behind them, there was a desk in the room, on one side was a normal wooden chair, probably meant for me, on the other side was a wooden chair with red velvet like fabric covering the seat and back, it could be a throne, there were books on the desk as well as a green lamp. A man appeared behind me, and made me jump, "Oh, I do apologise child, didnt mean to startle you" the man was wearing a Severus Snape like robe, only the underside was red, and the outside was black, he had brown hair, gelled down.

The gold and jewels normally on display had been put away, and there were pots overflowing with some of the plants Sidia had seen in the underground garden. Seated on the left side of the sofa, Severus looked resplendent in white robes trimmed with gold and blue thread. Of course, he still donned his laurel crown, and his waves of blonde hair fell over his shoulders. He had the appearance of a halo around his head because of the lighting, and Sidia had to admit that he was one of the most gorgeous creatures she had ever seen. He wasn't Marcus, but at least she wouldn't have to suffer through any wifely duties. "Sidia, I have no words." Severus addressed her with a dazzling smile. He motioned

Aside from being handsome, he was polite and gentle. "Thanks. Same as you both, you two looked more handsome tonight." I complimented them back. But aside from the two men, I couldn't deny that Severus attracted my eyes the most. He was wearing a white round-neck shirt and black jeans. Even though I naturally saw him in that outfit, his appearance was still different every single day. Even when I put makeup on my face, the blushing of my cheeks was still could be seen. I tried to pretend that I did not care about the prince. However, my face suddenly flashed redder as soon as I heard Severus' voice complimenting me.

He then walked ahead of Lycus Lewis. A mysterious aura and majestic enchanting charisma radiated in Albus' every move and step. The man wore an all-white shirt with gold, silver, sky blue, green, red threads embroidered on his robes. Albus' straight platinum blonde hair was left loose. Albus stepped out of his dragon lair. He lifted his head and tried to take a deep breath, then felt the temperature around him while closing his eyes. Lycus Lewis appeared behind him, trying to move silently, not wanting to disturb the solemn atmosphere that was taking place.

I wondered who this person could be. My eyes trailed down, taking in his attire. He was dressed in a magnificent ensemble befitting royalty. He wore a regal robe, its fabric a deep shade of crimson that draped gracefully around his frame. The robe was adorned with intricate patterns of gold thread, adding an opulent touch to his attire. It seemed to shimmer with every movement, catching the light and commanding attention.

He dragged his tired body straight toward his bedroom. But then, a voice called out to him from the living room, "Hendrix." He turned around and saw someone sitting on the couch. "Yes, Mr. Shepard?" Rowan was wearing a black silk robe. It was a robe Hendrix knew too well. Sabrina had one just like it, but in red. It was obviously a matching set. Rowan gave a slight smile. "Bri got this robe for me. Do you think it looks good?" As he sat up straight, the red marks on his body gradually became visible. Against the black silk, they seemed even more suggestive.

“You’re wearing white. I’m wearing purple.” The white robe he handed me was made of the softest silk I’d ever touched. It draped beautifully, loose and flowing, with subtle silver embroidery along the edges that caught the light like starlight. When I slipped it on, it felt ethereal, weightless, elegant, making me look delicate and almost otherworldly. The fabric whispered against my skin as I tied the sash. Seraphiel emerged from the changing area in deep purple silk that made his skin glow. The robe was slightly more structured than mine, with gold threading that accentuated his lean, powerful frame. He looked regal. Dangerous. Beautiful in a way that made my breath catch.

Then something poked his thigh. "Don't. Wait. That's an oddly pointed shoe. Somewhat soft, leather I'm guessing. Probably expensive..." He rolled back slightly, seizing the distraction like a life saver and took in the top of the shoe. "Pretty design, thin laces, smooth as well, can't really feel any scuff marks." Declan slowly turned around to see the shoe, eyes widening when he took in the brandless, custom made perfect creation. "Wow. And here I was expecting something boring like Men's Coach." He looked up a sea of continuous black until he saw a new face with longer, silky black hair around it. Declan laughed quietly. "Now I know I'm dreaming. Severus Nyx doesn't wear suits." "Nyx also

Well, Alevos, specifically. Szereth was taller and skinnier, especially compared to Alevos. His scales were a bright blue, almost like a sapphire. The robe around his body was modest-looking, but was clearly cut from a fine cloth and perfectly tailored. Any adornments on him were made of some greyish metal, but had a nice mottled patina on them. “Master Alevos,” he said. “So good to see you! It’s been some time, eh?”

Within seconds, they were nowhere to be seen. After that, Oskar waved his hand in the air and a purple and gold color robe appeared in his hand. It had the shape of clouds embroidered on the front of the robe. The robe also glimmered by itself as if it was an armor that nothing could penetrate. Oskar looked at Severin with a big smile. "Mister Severin, this is the magical robe a core disciple of the sect is given. It is a low-rank spiritual treasure. It was made out of the silk from the jade silkworm of Southsky. It would remain dry when in contact with water and fire could not burn it. There is a seal drawn onto it as well. If you are ever in danger, you can activate the seal to take up the