Ursula As Vanessa Costume Novels & Stories

– He commented tightening the holster on the gun at his waist, not forgetting to notice the group of women looking towards Lauren, especially karila. — Ah, there it is... just as well... - Ursel spoke with relief, getting Karila's attention, who turned around at the same moment that Lauren climbed the patio's unevenness and entered the room in hurried steps. If before no one was focused on anything, that randomness had suddenly passed when the historian appeared wearing black. She only paused in her steps when she stood next to Ursel and right next to Karila who looked at her from the tip of the Scarpin, to the jumpsuit. Balenciaga long-sleeved, high-necked dress that was worn tight against

**Vanessa's POV** I surveyed the hall; the decorations were falling into place just as I'd envisioned. We were halfway through the setup. As I stepped into the room, the soft glow accentuated the hazel depths of my eyes, reflecting a mixture of curiosity and quiet confidence. Cascading curls framed my face, an intricate dance of chestnut waves that whispered tales of their own. Freckles, scattered like stardust, adorned my skin, each one a unique constellation tracing a map of experiences. With a smile that held hints of both mischief and humor.

They had hired servers for the night so she was mostly going to be giving out orders to them and also attending to the needs of the guest. Vanessa stepped into her room and shut the door behind her. She was getting ready to undress to go take a shower when she noticed something strange on her bed. It was a big sized box. She went over to her bed and opened the box. Her eyes went wide at what she saw. Inside the box was a very beautiful dress. She couldn't find the price tag attached to it but she could tell the dress was an expensive one. Next to the dress was a matching pair of heels and stunning jewellery. She noticed that they were all her size but she didn't want to believe they were her

My cold mask was locked so tight my jaw ached. The stairs lowered, and there she was. Vanessa Romanov didn’t just walk, she colonized the space around her. She was draped in a cream colored power suit that screamed of old money and new blood. Her platinum hair was pulled back into a bun so tight it looked painful, highlighting the predatory sharpness of her cheekbones.

She not only focused her effort on skincare and beauty treatment, but she also hired someone to style her. "Hasn't my evening gown arrived?" "It's here, Ms. Heath." A maid handed her a white evening gown. The gown had a diagonal slit, so while it looked reserved, it still had some sexiness to it. "Hold on, what's that in your hands?" "Mr. Linus has prepared this evening gown for Vanessa." Krystal snorted. "How is she worthy of a tailor-made gown?" Peering at it, she saw that it was a pretty gown with a pearly sheen. It was made of a different fabric from the one she was wearing.

"Your figure is like mine. If your requirement is not too strict, my gown might be suitable for you." Vanessa was still in a daze. Jessica took off her gown as she looked up at Vanessa. "Come back to the earth. Take off your dress. Or do you want me to be naked?" Only then did Vanessa start taking off her dress mechanically. She took off her dress as she asked, "Then what about you?" "I'm not the birthday girl today. It doesn't matter if I don't show up. I'll stay in the restroom." Jessica was calm. Jessica took off her own gown calmly, put on Vanessa's princess dress that was stained by wine calmly and walked in front of the washbasin calmly. She combed her messy hair and didn't look at Van

Few had strap hands, but most were strapless. I was led to the large kitchen where every girl was waiting, Ursula too. She was dressed like me, only that her dress was golden yellow with white ankle wedge boots. 'Viona!' She squealed and ran to me, almost fell because of her shoes, but I was fast enough to catch her. 'Easy there, kitty,' I chuckled. 'I've missed you,' she whined, throwing her arms around my neck. The other girls looked like us like we were lesbians.

Vanessa says and I smile. “Thank you Luna. We are family. I hope we can settle all family differences tonight.” “If we can handle the Carrie situation carefully,” Leo motions for everyone to sit down. Vanessa is dressed similar to me but her dress is pink and her shoes pink too. Her hair is in braids down her back.

"Oh my gosh!" Vanessa's voice came from behind us. I turned. She stood in the doorway, eyes wide, dressed in a blue gown of her own. A slightly different shade, more cobalt than midnight, but unmistakably blue. Her hand flew to her mouth. "I didn't know you would be wearing this! I should go and change.. I don't want to ruin your moment…" "It's fine," I said. I meant it. Mostly. We were different enough that it wasn't the same look, and I wasn't going to start a morning that was already enormous by making it complicated over a colour.

He said as he looked into her eyes. Their eyes lingered for a moment to long before Vanessa finally blinked. "Let me go dress up." She stated. "I had the maid prepare an outfit for you. It's on your bed." He said as he received another call. Vanessa smiled hurrying towards her room. Once the door was shut, she saw the package on the bed. Her heart warmed as she advanced towards her bed. Then she opened the package before smiling at herself. It was a very stunning red dress and silver stilettos.