Novel & Cerita Sexy Velma Costumes

Valerina's POV Oh God! This dress is so beautiful. I am literally looking like some fictional queen in this dress. This dress looks bold and powerful but I am not. I looked at myself in the mirror and fixed it. Angel has great choice. It's a maroon velvet dress with long mermaid tail. It's strapless and has Heartshaped neck. It was with wonderful golden accessory which gave beautiful look to my neck and shoulders. It's like a beautiful Golden net but with breathtaking design. I can't describe it's beauty in words.

“Your mother’s collection remains—so long as you play the part. My cut is mine. The library is yours.” Relief flashed like a breach of light and then dimmed. Mama’s books were safe. They wanted the rest of me. They began with the hair. Marcella pinned the platinum blonde wig into place with a surgeon’s calm, tugging until skin stretched and tears rose uninvited. “Selene’s hair never frayed,” she murmured, patting foundation over bleach-stained roots. “You are a Veyron now. Move like one.”

"Valentina? I need a dress for Saturday. Something that will stop traffic." "Amara, darling, all my dresses stop traffic on you." "I need this one to cause a car crash." Saturday night arrived too quickly. I stood in front of my mirror in a dress that was probably illegal in several states. Deep crimson, almost blood-red, with a neckline that plunged to my sternum and a slit up my thigh that ended somewhere dangerous. My hair was swept up, showing off diamond earrings that had cost more than Damien's car. I looked expensive. Untouchable.

I twisted my hair into a loose updo, dabbed red lipstick on my lips, and waited by the window, watching snowflakes dust the street. His SUV pulled up right on time, engine purring like a predator. Vic leaned over to open the door, eyes raking me from head to toe. “Damn, Selena. You'll have them popping cocks early.” He said, handing me a mask, it was a black lace, Venetian style, covering half my face. “The theme is masquerade. Keep it anonymous.” I tied it on, the anonymity sending an illicit thrill up my spine.

For the past year I’d found the hidden invitations, the faint scent of expensive perfume on his collars, the way he came home with a satisfied, distant look in his eyes. Tonight, I wasn’t going to be the perfect, untouched wife anymore. I was going to become his fantasy. The gown I wore was pure sin — deep emerald velvet that clung to my full breasts and wide hips, with a plunging neckline that barely contained me and a high slit that flashed thigh with every step. A matching velvet mask covered the upper half of my face, adorned with delicate gold filigree and black feathers. My dark hair was pinned up, lips painted blood red. No one would recognize Isabella Vale tonight.

ELIZABETH: The night air was electric with anticipation as I slipped into my costume, a stunning batwoman outfit that hugged my curves just right. I couldn’t help but admire myself in the mirror, the way the black fabric shimmered under the dim light, making me feel both fierce and glamorous. Beside me, my best friend Cheryl was putting the final touches on her Cleopatra costume. The golden accents of her outfit sparkled like sunlight, and her dramatic eye makeup only added to the regal vibe she radiated.

" She looks at me again before walking out of the room with one of her nighttime companions, not giving me a chance to protest anything she had planned. It had been about thirty minutes or so before they finally camne back, and with the entirety of the first floor. The once empty racks of the dressing room were now filled with cocktail dresses, blouses with lots of complicated straps and strings, corsets, and a whole month's worth of various lingerie. I swallowed at the amount of money that filled this room alone. All I could do was stand in my bra and panties, and wait for one of them to give me instructions.

Author's POV Bella took a deep breath when they reached to the venue. "Listen old man, if he killed me then my ghost will haunt you your whole life." She said to Valentino. "They won't kill you" He assured. Bella looked outside from tainted window. It was huge building and there were many people's outside, mostly media. It was looking like a red carpet. Bella fixed her dress, it was Golden shimmer long mermaid gown with long slit, it was backless and had deep neck. She was looking sexy in it.

To be the first person to wear the dress and because of her scheme, Viola has arrived and she is in her dressing room with the seamstress who was smiling secretly while pretending to be Viola's ally. Viola was sure that she would win, she had changed her plan on killing Evelyn, she wanted them to be there together while she stole the spotlight and the competition from her, then Evelyn would surely be killed by Venom and she would be number one in America. Her make-up has been done by the finest make-up artist hired by Mrs. Spooner. The dress is a long blue lace mermaid dress, it is strapless and the end of the dress has a high slit. Her hair was neatly treated and it was combed neatly back a

Velma stood there, stomped her feet, and then went back to the couch. Velma didn't sit on the couch for long before she saw Julien coming down from upstairs with a jewelry box in his hand. Seeing the jewelry box, Velma immediately got up, walked over to Julien, and asked, "Julien, what is this?" Julien opened the jewelry box and showed it to her. "A set of sapphire jewelry." The jewelry was so fascinating that Velma couldn't take her eyes off it. She reached out to touch it. Seeing her intention, Julien bluntly closed the box.