Taki Outfit Novels & Stories

He waved him over, and Taka immediately like a switch bounded up happily, like his muscles weren't killing him, still buzzing from workout, Midorin thought yoga was weird, if it wasn't lifting weights he saw it as a waste of time, well if his mate is happy who is he to complain. “Thanks for picking me up,” Taka said, climbing into the car. “I wanted to tell you something.” Midorin hummed, eyes fixed on the road as he pulled away. “I joined Taiga’s pack. Officially. He initiated me last night.” Taka’s voice brimmed with pride. Midorin didn’t react. He only let out a low hum, neither approving nor disapproving. “That’s it? Just "hmm" ?” Taka frowned, poking his shoulder.

She blew me a kiss and left. Jhan had given me a bunch of black shirts, both long sleeve and tee shirts. I wore a black long sleeve and my trademark one armed jacket. Tia appeared at the door frame. Wearing a stripe pink and white crop top, black joggers and white sneakers. "Let's go," she said. "Where are we even going?" I asked. "You'll see." She had a mischievous smile on. But I hoped where ever she was taking me would a secluded area.

TADE "Tade!" Chichi calls out to inform her that she has set the table. "I am coming!" Tade who just had her bath replies from her room as she checks her wardrobe for something casual to wear but couldn't find any, all her clothes are designers bought for either an expensive date, a party, or an outing. Most are even gifted as an apology "Damn! I don't even have any casual wear, I need to go shopping" she grabs her robe, wears it, and joins Chichi at the dining. "I thought you said you wanted to shower???" Chichi asks, surprised to see Tade still in her robe. Tade cuts out the big loaf of bread as she sits and she put some eggs on her plate before replying "I did already but I have nothing t

“I won’t tolerate it anymore.” Daniel smiled and kissed her cheek again. “As you wish,” he said, his voice filled with affection. Soon, Tasha changed into a purple long shirt paired with white capris, draping a large dupatta over her shoulders. She looked ready, her modest attire complimenting her. Daniel, dressed in his usual black shalwar kameez, admired her before stepping closer. Taking the dupatta, he placed it carefully over her head. “There, now you’re perfect,” he said with a gentle smile.

The day of the charity event had finally arrived, and the family was bustling with excitement and anticipation. Tessa and William had been diligently preparing for this day, not only in terms of the event logistics but also ensuring their family looked its best. They all readied themselves for the evening, Tessa chose an elegant, deep blue dress that gracefully complemented her figure. The gown was adorned with delicate lace, and she paired it with simple silver jewelry, radiating timeless beauty. William donned a classic black suit, a crisp white shirt, and a modest tie, showcasing his natural charm and sophistication.

Taryn took a deep breath, smoothing with her hand the skirt of the fine dress she had decided to wear: a gift from Taront. A soft dress that left her shoulders uncovered; the corset was semi-transparent and allowed a glimpse of the pale skin of his abdomen and part of his hips; the blue cloth of the upper part descended softly to the thighs in orange shades; the sleeves were attached to the fabric under the armpits and the transparent fabric fell soft on the skin to the ground and was the same color as the dress; The blue top, slowly descending, became a vivid orange, similar to the color of fire. She had a large neckline that left her upper chest and collarbones uncovered as well as leaving

Because a name, chosen, not given That was armor. And she wasn’t quite ready to test it yet. She told Ava the next morning. They were stringing up a makeshift weather tarp outside the signal shack when Seraor, the girl who had been Serastepped beside her and said quietly: “I think I picked one.” Ava didn’t ask, “A what?” She just stopped what she was doing, lowered the tie cord in her hand, and turned. She didn’t push. Just nodded. And waited.

she grinned still contemplating to use the shirt. "Oh fine ... whatever you want ... I don't see the point you're forcing me to sit here and tell you what to wear when you only want to wear that shirt." "Okay ... no shirt then just the tank top, the overall and a scarf ... how about that?" she put a grey scarf around her neck, tied her hair up in a messy bun and put on a large black bandana. "That's good, yes, I think you got it. Don't forget the earrings ... they match the outfit, okay? Can I go now?" Jan was late for a phone call with Kyle.

TARA'S POV Saturday came really fast. I was anxious because I didn't want to get emotional. Cassandra wouldn't fail to remind me since Tuesday that she would take care of my outfit. She said and I quote 'Omotara, you have to dress to kill on that day, so that he would know what he had lost.' That explained why she was here. Cassandra picked a crop top and a denim jacket with a high waist jeans trouser. She applied little makeup on my face with a gloss on my lips.

Zara's jaw dropped as she blushed. "Louis!" She exclaimed and hit him playfully. Louis threw his head back laughing. “Oh my God you’re so embarrassing” she remarked which just made Louis laugh harder. Tiara skipped towards the four friends. She was dressed in an Ankara print two piece oil top and long skirt with a thigh high slit. She had her hair up in a bun with a matching scarf tied around it identical to Zara’s. “Hey guys” she said looking around and then looked at Zara. “You’re late ma” she chastised.