Sweethearts Outfit Novels & Stories

“Sweetheart, you look absolutely edible.” Her heart leaped in her throat at the memory of him eating her. And at the thought of everything they might do tonight. It had been a long few days waiting for Saturday. And she’d spent far too much time thinking about what she was going to wear. She’d finally found this gorgeous, vibrant red dress at a store. It had been marked down and just within her budget. It had a sweetheart neckline and was tight around her breasts before flaring out slightly. “Lord, baby. Drake is going to cream himself.” She flushed bright red as he stepped further into her apartment. “But too bad for him, he isn’t here right now and I am.” Then he grabbed her around her hip

Why was he assuming my boss was a 'he'? I laughed, knowing exactly what he meant. It was funny how we had this weird code for the guys we met or, in some cases, had been involved with. SB was Sexy Boy, HB was Hot Boy, PF was Perfect Fantasy, F* was Fuck Boy, and FTB stood for "Fun to Be With". FTP was using for the kind of guys who brought out your wild side. "Come on, tell me," he insisted, lightly tapping my chest. I smirked, Silvio’s face flashing in my mind, especially the memory of his shirt, unbuttoned just enough to bless my eyes with the sight of his chest. And I wasn’t kidding when I said he looked sexy.

“You’re going to dinner, not the Grammys.” Sadé sighed, holding up two options. “Jeans and a sweater or....” “Hell no,” Tamara cut in. “Wear that fitted sweater dress. You know, the cream one that hugs you just right? It’s casual but still gives what it needs to give.” Sadé arched a brow. “It’s not too much?” “It’s perfect. Trust me.” With a smirk, Sadé pulled the dress from her closet and slipped it on. The soft knit fabric molded to her curves without being overly revealing, the hem stopping just at her knees. She paired it with knee high, tan suede boots, and a delicate diamond necklace with matching studs.

Harper's POV "Hi, sweetie, happy new semester," I said, smiling at my reflection in the mirror. I tied my soft, golden-brown hair into a high ponytail and wore a lemon-yellow knit sweater over a white shirt, paired with a white skirt. This outfit wasn't exactly glamorous, but it made me look youthful and cute—perfect for spring. Luckily, I had taken the time yesterday to iron my clothes; otherwise, I'd definitely be rushing around in a panic right now.

My fiancé, Alpha Theron, was the star player on the pack hockey team. Yet even as his mate, the pack mocked me as a fat pig that had wandered in among wolves. But when he was attacked, I was the one who stepped in front of him. Hockey sticks came down on my back and my shoulders. The pain cut to the bone, and I gritted my teeth and took it. That overweight body everyone despised was the only reason not one blow landed on him. It was also what finally made the old Luna nod and agree to let me marry into the family. But while I lay unconscious from my injuries, Theron announced that he would mark my stepsister Hannah, the cheer captain, instead. Not only that. Hannah posted videos online of th

she said while I smiled, It is no news that I skip meals a lot, I rather eat sugar, and I love sweets, ice cream, and candies rather than actual food. "I will eat with him" I just said knowing it was impossible while stripping off my cloth, and straight to the bathroom, I didn't waste much time and I was done and went straight to see the outfit she picked out. "Wow," I said in tiny, I never knew I had such an outfit, I slipped into the dress feeling a surge of confidence as the fabric hugged my curves in all the right places. The dress, a stunning creation, was an exquisite blend of allure and elegance.

I stood in front of the mirror in my safest outfit — dark jeans and a simple black top — while she circled me like a stylist on a mission. “Nope. Absolutely not,” she declared, tugging at the hem of my shirt. “We are not doing baggy comfort tonight. Tristan already got the nervous barista version of you. Now he needs to see the hot artist who can actually hold a conversation.” I swatted her hands away. “My boobs are staying in the house, Soph. That’s non-negotiable.” She sighed dramatically but compromised, handing me a fitted emerald green sweater that actually looked cute with my jeans. It hugged my curves without screaming “trying too hard.” I added my favorite silver necklace — the one w

I just never thought it would be used against me. I scoffed. "I don't need designer labels to hide my insecurities. But hey, whatever helps you sleep at night. Since Julian hangs around you willingly, I guess he isn't that noble either." She totally ruined my mood. I grabbed a random silver sunlight cloak off the rack and looked at the manager. "Wrap it. I'll take it." The manager froze, looking nervous. "Sorry, ma'am. We prioritize high-ranking clan members..." Victoria giggled. She tilted her chin up and tapped the ruby crest pinned to her dress.

She headed to her room and proceeded to the bathroom to freshen up. * Mary entered Stephanie’s room looking very hot. She wore a back crop top and flared Jean pants. She wore a beautiful black sandal and carried a beautiful cross-bag. “Wow,” Stephanie said after checking her outfit out. “How do I look?” Mary made a quick turn, and Stephanie kissed her fingers. “You look absolutely beautiful, Mary. Wow, I haven’t seen you dress so hot like this. Who is this friend of yours?” Stephanie teased, and Mary lowered her head shyly.

Wisdom said. "Okay" Switzer replied as he nods his head and left the room. And then Wisdom stretches himself and kindly leaves the room also. And went to take the brush from the toothbrush holder and begins to brush his teeth. ★Minutes Later★ Everyone was ready, Zilla appeared in his red and white uniform. Which is the uniform of the Vanguard soldiers, so he really looks charming in it. So as Switzer was donned in a black suit, and he also look charming in it.