Title 9 Dresses Novels & Stories

In the Master Suite - One Hour Later The dress Alex had picked for Zara was really white. It wasn't the flowing, ethereal silk dress of the gala night. This one was structured, looked more like royalty. It was a sheath of heavy, ivory crepe that hugged her body like an armor. It had long sleeves, a high neck, and a slit up the leg that allowed for movement. It was elegant, modern, and undeniably regal, just perfect for a Queen.

He couldn’t even call her, but she was still thinking about him touching her. “I will pass,” she said, moving away from the lingerie display. But Rebecca tossed it to Miranda anyway, along with a knowing smile. They were walking toward the checkout when Ava saw it. A red dress on a mannequin that looked like it was made of liquid fire. Strapless, form-fitting, the kind of dress that would make a man forget his own name. “That’s gorgeous,” she said, stopping to stare. “One of only two ever made,” Miranda said proudly. “Designer original by Y&Q. Truly one of a kind.”

"Now try all of them and show me. I will decide which one to buy." I sighed in the changing room. He was sitting just outside on a sofa like a King and I was a model trying to sell him clothes. Last three dresses got a yes from him after nine rejected dresses. I was wearing a black very short dress and I did not want to go out. It was extremely provocative. Only a flimsy clothe was covering the front of my ladies, sides were exposed as well as the back. Two thin strings were holding the dress and connected it to the back with a cross.

was more than just bad luck. Pushing the thoughts aside, I stood and crossed to the wardrobe, pulling open the heavy doors. Inside hung an array of dresses, each more exquisite than the last—silks that shimmered like moonlight, velvets as deep as midnight, all in hues of emerald, sapphire, and crimson. They were tailored perfectly, as if measured for my slender frame, but the opulence felt wrong, like donning a disguise for a role I hadn’t auditioned for. I selected a simple dark blue gown, its fabric cool and smooth against my skin as I changed. I avoided the mirror as much as possible, not wanting to confront the stranger I’d become. The dress fit like a glove, accentuating my scars in sub

Despite the snag on the corner, I managed to unzip it and take out a few clothing items. I quickly picked up the first dress that came to my hand. It was a skintight black dress that fit me like a glove, making me feel like a modern-day princess. The dress was simple yet elegant, covering my body in all the right places. It was the perfect attire for someone like me who wanted to portray sophistication in every aspect of her life.

and I am in front of the most expensive dress from this shop and I simply place it in Judy’s arms to her shock. “Whatever is fighting with that love, is winning the battle.” “Natalie” Judy whispers and she places the dresses on a shelf and gives me a big hug. “You are my hero! I would like to have that heart of yours and be as brave and strong as you are.” “So are we buying those beautiful dresses or what?” I ask her to change the subject. “Do you want to buy one for yourself?” “It’s expensive,” she whispers, pointing at the logo of the shop. “Dad will kill me if I buy a dress from here. It’s Alexander McQueen for the goddess' sake. Kings and queens are buying from here!” and her remark made

I walked through the racks slowly. Every dress had a tag. Real prices. Not like the last time Joel dragged me into that overpriced mess. They extorted way too much money from customers. These were worth it. I picked a few and went into the dressing room. One by one, I tried them on. Each time, I stepped out– Darius watched. Quiet and observant. “This one?” I asked. “A nine,” he said. “It’s beautiful.” Then a lazy air kiss. Not in a weird way, but it felt fake.

, Hester asked in surprise, " that dress would fetch you lots of money" " It's not about the money, it's about the value, and the person I'm giving is more worthy of thousands of it", " Wow, that's something", Mory stepped away, " So, this dress remains the final outfit?" Hester asked, looking at the dress on the mannequin. The gown is a masterpiece of elegance and regality, crafted from the finest silk and velvet. The bodice is intricately adorned with hand-sewn crystals and delicate embroidery, forming a shimmering cascade of patterns that catch the light from every angle.

I’ve worn my fair share of designer dresses made by various top end fashion designers, but this one…this one was one of the prettiest dresses I have ever seen. On the hanger was a Heidi Bandage Mini Dress in Royal Blue, with thin shoulder straps, a sculpting wrap bandage bodice and a cute mini length finish. I’d already saved Anita’s number in my phone and had thanked her for it profusely. It saved me an entire shopping trip just to figure out what I’d be wearing today at D’Alessandro’s birthday party.

A lady walked up to us, she was dressed in a black fitted and corporate dress, with a tag hook on the left side of her chest displaying the title sale rep. “Welcome ma’am.” She bowed slightly. “She wants some dresses.” Princess Jade said, pointing at me. “Okay ma’am.” She bowed, ushering me to the corner of the store. My mouth widened in surprise as I walked through the store. This was the best I had ever seen or watched in a movie. We got to the female dresses store, she showed me some pretty nice wears. I picked just one, until princess Jade told me to pick as many as possible/ They looked so nice and it all had a good quality. Something nice aren’t cheap.