Tris Outfit Divergent Novels & Stories

I cursed as soon I realised that Travis's crying as he laid on his tummy flat on the broken ice piece of large ice, he caught onto my two hands and that's when I realized I'm fucking floating in the chilly ocean. "Jack, please don't die. Stay with me Jack." I heard him crying as he caught my hands into his helping me from drowning. Now looking at Travis my nose scrunched in confusion as he was dressed in a European lady's attire with a rose pinned on his hair at the right side. Wow, he can pull of even a woman's attire. "What the fuck are you wearing Travis, and who's Jack? I'm Kia-No Medu-." I exclaimed and he wailed dramatically.

Mason did the same, their identical powerful bodies making Trinity’s mouth go dry. "Take off the dress, baby girl," Marcus ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument. "We want to see what’s ours." Trinity’s hands trembled as she obeyed, pulling the ruined sundress over her head. She was completely naked now except for the thin silver necklace she always wore. Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly with her nervous breathing, pink nipples stiff in the cool air. She tried to cover herself with her arms, but Mason gently but firmly pulled them away.

As I look at the three of them, I can tell that Tristin has dressed them in pale green to match her own outfit. A glance at the green accents on Alden’s suit suggest that he’s part of their group as well. I look down at myself, dressed in sapphire blue. Perhaps she’s sending me a message about exactly who belongs in this family. “Welcome,” Tristin says, her voice cold. She looks me up and down with distaste. I sigh, seeing that this isn’t going to be an easy road.

Clearly printed on the document were the words "Divorce Agreement" "Jenna, don't you love me anymore?" he asked in a trembling voice.

“What is this?!” “A tunic,” Trois deadpanned. Kari stared at him in stunned silence and the man stared back with a hint of confusion. “B-But this is a dress. Why…why am I being given a dress to wear?” Both of the men gaped at him in surprise. The silence stretched out for a few moments before Trois replied incredulously. “It seems like a dress but it's not.” As though that somehow answered all of Kari’s questions. “I’m not a girl!”

Especially when it came to Tristan. The minutes stretched, thick and heavy. Just when my patience was about to snap, a figure emerged from the front door. Tristan. He had changed, cleaned himself up, as instructed. He was dressed in an all-white outfit: a sleeveless muscle tee hoodie and white sweatpants. The fabric clung to his sexy, athletic frame in a way that should have looked casual, but on him, it was almost angelic. He looked impossibly innocent, a stark contrast to the wanton creature who had screamed my name just an hour ago.

Odette was left in her red skeleton bra and distressed denim jean shorts with a black fishnet. "Now, come, let's swim," she chirped, before diving back into the water, her anklets jiggling loudly. Jiro grudgingly stood up, taking off his glasses. I pressed my lips, trying to fight the urge to gawk at him. Lord, he looked way better without the glasses. Then when he took off his sweater, my mouth couldn't stay closed.

He said softly to me, my mouth fell open, as if he was noticing me. "Don't you want to go swimming with me?" "Of course!" And then he looked at me wearing a thin crop top and saw that my nipples were scarred, he bit his lower lip while I was heating up my whole face again and using one I covered my chest with my hand. "Or I think it's better if we change into swimming clothes first?" He asked me worriedly. "I also think it's more comfortable if we wear swimming outfits." This day was super fun and I hope it won't end, because when I checked the clothes that Travis' personal shopper sent me, I jumped for joy, not only because the designs are beautiful, they are also sexy.

The dragon nodded and pointed to a jar of gray dust. “Are you sure we can trust him,” Tristan asked. Trix turned to him and shot a look in his direction. “This is not your average fairytale she said, her hands reaching behind her back and touching something cold. As she did a gold band wrapped around their interlocked hands. A dark smoke engulfed their feet traveling up their bodies and changing their outfits to a black ninja like outfit with a black hood over their heads. The guards pulled their swords and Trix used a throwing star to slice the bottle open, releasing a cloud of smoke that spread throughout the large room in seconds. The ground shook and the scent of smoke followed by a warm

Then he turns and walks back inside without looking at her again. She fumes in the water for a moment before hauling herself out. The moment she emerges, Drew and Reid both go very still. Her dress... baby blue, light fabric, is completely soaked through, and the figure underneath it is not the one any of us remember. Yeah. We're in trouble.