Ursula As Vanessa Costume Novels & Stories

“These are wolf ways, Olive. You must dominate in every aspect. In fact, she's coming to you and shouldn't beat your looks in your own home. Or you wouldn't like the news that gets out about you looking inferior.” And just like that, Vanessa began to dose her face with different things, opening different containers and adding more elaborate hairdos to her hair. At the end of it, time had gone but Olive looked stunning and almost unrecognizable except you knew her from before. “This is beautiful but... Don't you think it's a little too much?” “No. But I will wear a perfect dress for you to match this. I'm thinking red...for dominance.” Vanessa brought out an elaborate red short ball dress wit

"I've been waiting for this." "You," Vanessa hissed, her voice low and venomous. "I don't know what kind of game you’re playing, Crystal. What did you do? Steal a dead woman’s identity? You think because you put on some stones and a fake name, you’re one of us?" I looked at her, my expression as flat as a mirror. "One of us, Vanessa? I certainly hope not, I would never want to be like you!" Vanessa’s eyes flashed. She looked at my shoes—custom-made, encrusted with the same blue crystals as my dress. With a smirk that screamed of the old days, she tilted her glass of red wine. It was a deliberate, slow-motion move intended to humiliate me.

Their laughter and joy were such infections that the staff soon became drawn to the whole scene. They all cheered as they tried more and more clothes. Ursula's turn to try another dress, and she went into the dressing room. She felt slightly off. She couldn't shake the feeling of being watched by someone. She tried to play it cool, but the surface was still there. She quickly put on the silk jumpsuit and stepped out. "Look at you, princess!" Zia screamed excitedly. "You really can't take off this dress. You should wear it out of here," one staff member said.

Then walked to her wardrobe to get ready for work. Vanessa finally found something to wear, after sorting through the clothes in her wardrobe, which was now a heap of clothes scattered on her bed. She picked a blue, long sleeved, straight cut dress, with red heels to pair with it. She quickly took a shower, applied lotions and sunscreen and then applied light make-up on her face. She wasn't a make-up person, but she suddenly felt like adding extra effort to her look today. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, she looked good and she knew it. Satisfied with her look, she then slipped into her dress and heels.

I stopped at the window at the end of the hall. Below, in the courtyard, servants were unloading a trunk from the last Ember Fang vehicle. It was long and white. They carried it with the reverence reserved for something sacred. It was a dress. It was made of white silk, with silver thread catching the afternoon sun. A Luna’s dress. They carried it through the east corridor doors, past the guest quarters, and toward the room at the end of the hall where vanilla and jasmine still hung in the air like a verdict. They were walking toward Vanessa Drake’s room.

Ialsabella’s POV "Yes, my Luna, it is I," Vanessa taunted as a smug smile danced on her lips. Her glance had changed starkly from the naive, at the mercy look from the banquet, and now she looked down on me with malice in her eyes. Her hair was no longer that beautiful chestnut color, but for now, it had been mysteriously altered into an audacious shade of red. Damn! Was Vanessa really a witch?! The red wine! She had to have laced the red wine with poison earlier.

Vanessa caressed his long, veiny length without shame. Meanwhile, William cursed angrily, “Bitch!” He gathered his strength and tried to stay calm as he fought the drug’s hold on him. Vanessa looked delighted, thinking she’d successfully trapped him, she stripped off her Versace gown until there was nothing left to stop her from releasing her desire with the man she’d been after.

“It’s cute. It even matches your new calm vibe.” “I need calm,” Lucy said, holding it close. “Everything in his world feels like it’s moving too fast.” Vanessa pulled a red dress off a hanger. “Okay, what about something spicy for those events? You never know when he’ll ask you to show up and stand there looking all mysterious.” Lucy made a face. “No red. I’ll look like I’m trying too hard.” Vanessa rolled her eyes. “Fine. How about this?” She held up a soft black dress with long sleeves and a gentle flare at the waist.

he tapped his forehead and sighed deeply. Few Minutes later, Vanessa unlocked the door and came out all dressed up. She was wearing a blue pleated short gown, black bag and a black shoe. Her hair was curled and left dangling on her shoulder. Her Scent filled the air when she entered the sitting room. She had a braid smile on her face which she had applied a little makeup on.

I asked the lady who was picking up different dresses and she giggled. "No sir, women only. We'll be done in a few minutes, she'll look great we promise. "I'll give you twenty minutes." I glanced at my watch and before I could raise my head, she disappeared. I anticipated how lovely she would look and I spent most of the time gazing at my watch as I paced around the room. "We present to you Miss Vanessa." I turned towards where the voice was coming from and the moment I saw Vanessa, time froze. She wore a dark blue dinner gown embroidered with silver stones from the chest area to the waistline. Her long midnight hair was curled and left behind her back.