Tuxedo Kamen Novels & Stories

It was like watching the air drain out of the space. Axel stood tall in the doorway, wearing a black tuxedo tailored to his broad frame, crimson silk lining the inside of his jacket like fresh blood. His hair was slicked back, every strand perfectly placed. No crown sat on his head, he didn’t need one. He wore power like a second skin. My wolf stirred at the sight of him, and I hated it. She howled. Low, reluctant, primal. The bond responded. I felt it tighten, like a leash jerked at the collarbone.

This he knew was something Lexus had to add to the garment for it to be proper omegan attire. Before he could say anything, Lex was at his back, lacing it closed with deft expertise. Once fastened, the alpha placed him in front of the full-length mirror before walking away to fetch the primary layer of the tunic, deciding to forgo the sheer second layer that no longer had a faux purpose. Lexus stood silently behind him, waiting and watching with a bloody calculated stare.

Before I can say anything, a gong rings through the space. “Doorbell.” He smiles apologetically and darts away. I look around the master bedroom—the bed is bigger than mine, Christos’, and Mama and Baba’s put together—and find a garment bag hanging in the closet. I unzip it slowly. Inside sits a pure black tuxedo with a dove-gray shirt and an emerald bow tie. I don’t know whether the gray or the color surprises me more. But Dante returns before I can decide with yet another garment bag in hand. My head is spinning faster than it was at Tandon.

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I bowed and watched as he left, while I closed the door and walked to the bed, I got to the bed and dump the whole box after which I began to open them one after the other, I was so surprised to see that the first box contained a beautiful designed blue tuxedo that was designed with diamonds all over it, My soul almost left my body on seeing the beauty of the tuxedo and I'm sure that it's going to cost so much money, I already feel like tearing up at this point the Alpha treats me so well and to think that one day if he wakes up he's going to see that I'm a liar and how much I've lied and deceived him,

As he prepared to step into this new chapter of his life, he exuded a calm confidence, knowing that he was about to embark on a profound journey of love and partnership. Kay's choice of attire was a testament to his refined taste. He wore a tailored tuxedo that fit him perfectly, the deep black fabric offset by a crisp white dress shirt and a sleek black bowtie. The jacket draped his shoulders with effortless elegance, and his trousers were impeccably tailored, emphasizing his tall, confident stature. His aura resonated with a blend of sophistication and warmth. As he buttoned his jacket, his fingers seemed steady, betraying only the slightest hint of nerves. He radiated a quiet strength, st

I adjusted the video speed and made sure to watch each of the men carry each box off the ship onto the docks. Then I caught it. A man, or rather, the back of a man. The workers were all putting on rugged clothes. Dirty armless tops, cheap jackets and the likes. But this guy, whoever he was, was putting on a tuxedo. In fact, it was the same brand as the one I was putting on. I paused the video and showed it to Mathew. “Who is he?” I asked in a stern tone. Mathew shook his head frantically. “I…I don't know, sir.”

“All members of the Hiyasha-to dress the same. They wear a Slayer uniform that’s similar to what Chief Reijo wore in Blarjokull, with two large panels down the front, but instead of blue and white, the colors are red and black. They also wear hoods and their mempos cover their entire faces. Because the cultists are all red Slayers, their masks depict the snout and fierce teeth of a dragon. “The Yami Tennō is said to be very wealthy and very proficient with his element. Strangely, no one has witnessed the full extent of his fighting skills. It’s also rumored that he keeps a sleeve arrow, a small brass tube that can fire arrows; lethal up to thirty paces.

“That’s surprising” “Not true” Eka growled. “Spare the charade, help me pick a suit”. Eka showed off his newest suit collection he had in his wardrobe. One of the suits Eka showed was a white tuxedo, with a long tail behind his tuxedo. It looks very elegant, but somehow it doesn’t suit Eka’s body proportion since he’s not as slender as Roy. The detective shook his head, denying the suit.

T-Rex said as they both continue the stare while the tension rise. "I know i can't count on you two," a voice said as the tension between T-Rex and Henshitu-sha reached the point that it seems they will be fighting soon. Over...Overseer," Henshitu-sha stuttered as they both saw a man that has a dignified look on him, the man was wearing a mid era Japanese kimono and has a feminine look on him, he had a black hair but the tip of his hair where a bit purple matching with his eyes that was purplish, he can't be described as being handsome but beautiful .