Silvermist Cosplay Novels & Stories

Four hours later, Pink Misty’s look was completed. The stylists were able to reenact the look exactly as described in the original work. At the top of her long black hair was a split in the center. The lower part of her hair was completely pulled to the back while the outer section was tied into thin, long braids. Three thin, silver chains were placed above her forehead, and her face had extremely light yet elegant makeup on. Wearing a white tulle dress, her perfectly aligned collar bones were bare. Xyla Quest seemed to be covered by a layer of white mist from head to toe. Indeed, she looked like a fairy more than anything else.

This time from Violet, she placed a hand on Samantha’s arm as she lowered her hand. “I am Samantha Silver. The AL-PHA of the SilverFang pack. I’ll thank you to not call me Luna, or ‘Hot Little Lady’ I demand the same respect from you that I have offered you. You may call me Alpha Sam or Alpha Samantha, whichever you prefer.” Her eyes flashed again, as more silver flecks appeared in her eyes. Another stronger wave of warning flooded the room and a few betas shifted nervously in their places.

As the leader of Silver moon pack. “ I am ready.” I informed and settled down in the seat. I had just finished taken my bath and applied my lotion. “ Okay Luna.” She responded with a slight bow and walked over to the bed to pick up my dress. It was a long Black dress with two big embroidery on both sides of the chest. It had long sleeves starting from off the shoulder and stopped on the wrist. The embroidery stopped on the waist line. It had a flowing fish tail. It looked too perfect to me.

I chuckled at her but complied. My dress fit so perfectly. When I had seen it, I knew I had to have it. It was like it was meant for this occasion. I looked at myself in the mirror and truly did not recognize my own reflection. The sleeveless silver satin dress dipped down, leaving one shoulder bare. It was a floor length beauty that hugged my curves in all the right places. It sinched at my waist, accentuating it. The slit ran from my gold heels to the top of my thigh. I just knew that my boys would love this. Silver had always been my thing, but now it was our thing. Mine and Kai’s eyes and Xander’s wolf. Well, it was also good that it was part of our family crest and all.

It has been one month since Rose's birthday. In this one month she didn't get out of her room. But today she's getting ready. As in one hour they have to leave for Silver moon pack. Today is her first fight with the Alpha of Silver moon. Rose wore a black leggings and black sports bra and a loose white t-shirt. She didn't bother to do any makeup, she just pulled her hair up in a messy bun. Rose was streching in her room when she heard a gentle knock on her door.

The next evening, Iris found herself dressed in a shimmery silver coloured dress. There are pearl strings wrapped around her shoulders, acting as sleeves. The dress is hugging her frame like a second skin, with pleated high neck. The dress reached just above her knees. The back of the dress is just sheer shimmery fabric, and transparent. Her entire back is visible through the fabric. The dress is both elegant and sexy at the same time. Her hair is styled into a low bun which is sitting at the nape of her neck. She is wearing pretty light blue coloured studs on her ears. Her silver coloured stilettos are limited edition just like her dress and accessories. This a gift from Xavier.

"Valkyrie Two and Three, deploy Silvermist protocol. Blanket the target area." The other two drones swooped low over the ocean, their wings angling with impossible grace. They released a fine, shimmering mist from their dispersal pods, a glittering cloud that descended upon the churning water. The "Silvermist" was one of Katherine's more elegant and brutal inventions: an aerosolized silver nitrate compound, molecularly bound to a clinging agent. Harmless to humans, but agonizingly, flesh-meltingly corrosive to most supernatural creatures, especially werewolves and the magically summoned beasts they controlled.

“I already told you that I’ve accepted my identity as the Silver Star. This is part of that identity, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.” My mate’s shoulders slumped a little, but it was a gesture of relief and not disappointment. “Now,” I said, striding over to the sewing room and flinging open the door, “if I’m going to make a public appearance, I’m going to need a dress, won’t I?” … The dress was perfect. It was beyond perfect—it was everything I had hoped for and then some. The black fabric was flecked with a silvery shimmer, the long sleeves coming down to sharp points at the back of my wrists. A sheer silver drape was attached to the shoulders, flowing like a waterfall down my arms

Third floor, corner position, windows overlooking the main approach. Mira helped me prepare while Ariana ran perimeter checks and Zoe coordinated arrival logistics from a command room downstairs. "Hold still," Mira said, pinning a final section of hair into place. I sat in front of the mirror and barely recognized the woman looking back. The dress was silver white. Not the battle armor I'd worn to Silvermere's trial, not the understated clothes I wore for pack business. This was something else entirely. Haute couture, custom fitted, the fabric catching light in a way that made it shimmer between white and pale silver depending on the angle.

I am not bragging, but this is the first time that I have actually admired myself in my almost 19 years of existence. My makeup has been skillfully designed to strike a balance between aggressiveness and understated elegance in order to highlight the gown's natural brilliance, as my eyes have a captivating depth that matches the alluring night sky, with smoky tones of silver and charcoal. The silvery tones reflect the light, resembling the stars overhead and giving my appearance a hint of celestial shine.