Ursula As Vanessa Costume Novels & Stories

I couldn’t help but giggle at Aunt Marie’s words earning myself a growl from Vanessa, I could have sworn that her clothes were getting tighter and shorter as the days went by. I however had already found my dress; it was a strapless dark purple ball gown with matching elbow length gloves and eye mask. I had scars that ran up both my arms from when I had my blackouts, those days were happening more often than not and so far, nobody had noticed them. That was how I planned on keeping it. When Vanessa finally came out of the changing room, I had to admit she looked good. Her dress looked similar to Cinderella’s. It was a royal blue that hung off the shoulders with a matching choker and mask, th

“Kings don’t dance. So if you don’t dance what exactly do you do when you come here.” “Normally he makes out with me in this very booth,” a nasally voice interrupts our conversation and I see Vanessa standing in front of our table. She is wearing a skintight blue dress with matching stilettos. Her blonde hair is pulled back neatly into high pony and her makeup is applied heavily. She looks completely different than she does when I see her around the mansion, but she is breathtaking, nevertheless. “You obviously didn’t learn a lesson the last time we spoke,” I say as I begin to get up from my seat, but Erebus pulls me back down.

Marcus loses. And I... I don't know what happens to me. The stress is suffocating, a physical weight on my chest. Gabriel is on the phone constantly. Lawyers, accountants, board members. Moving pieces on a board I can barely see. I'm in the dressing suite preparing for tonight's dinner. The final performance. Vanessa sent over a gown. Midnight blue. Backless. Elegant. Cost: probably my old annual salary. Maybe more. I slip it on. The fabric is liquid silk, cool against my skin. It hugs every curve, molding me into the woman who belongs in this world.

"Well, well. Look who it is. Little Lisa is playing dress-up again." Vanessa’s sharp voice cut through the loud hallway noise like a knife. She leaned against the locker right next to mine. She had her two best friends, Chloe and Madison, standing right behind her like bodyguards. Her lips formed a fake, sweet smile, but her blue eyes remained completely cold. Today she wore a clean white shirt tucked into a plaid skirt that fit her shape perfectly. She wore long socks that came up to her knees and fancy shoes that probably cost more than all the clothes I owned put together. I closed my locker door very slowly. I pressed my heavy books tight against my chest. "What do you want, Vanessa?"

“Seriously? So you and Nathaniel will attend together?” “Yes! Finally! I’ll show everyone that I’m the real woman in his life. No one will ever doubt it again.” Vanessa laughed lightly. “That’s good, Cassie. You’ve been quiet for too long. It’s time people see your place.” Cassandra stood before her mirror, smiling at her reflection. “I’m going to wear something that will leave their jaws open. Maybe a gold gown… something classy.” “Just don’t overdo it,” Vanessa teased.

Lisa blushed, tugging at her sleeve. Ivan Kuznetsov had entered moments before to speak to Alena Kuznetsov, the couture head. As he passed the mirror, his gaze lingered on Lisa before he exited. From the inner dressing room, Avery emerged, her fitted black velvet gown revealing one leg. The corseted bodice shaped her into a sharp hourglass, silver embroidery tracing the hem and neckline. A half mask added an air of danger. “I look weird, right?” she muttered. Lisa gasped. “Girl… you look dangerously hot.” Avery scoffed, hiding a small smile. The staff stared, stunned. “Whatever. Let’s just get this masquerade over with.”

He wore a beautiful golden-colored cheongsam suit and the elegantly dressed woman beside him waved herself slowly with a blue fan, Matching her blue dress. Vanessa could be seen in a corner with Elvis, he held unto her hand like they were some couple. She wore an off-shoulder pink gown with layers. It seems Elvis's fashion sense was still poor, it was obvious he selected the dress for her. She had been missing for two days before her birthday. Her hairstyle was still neat, it was obvious he didn't maltreat her, rather they had something together. Vanessa distanced herself from the Williams as she was with Elvis.

“Just trust me. I think you’ll like it.” Vanessa was practically vibrating with excitement when I showed up at her door later that day. “Jenny!” she squealed, dragging me inside. “You’re not going to believe this!” She led me to her room, where a large box sat on her bed. Inside was the most beautiful dress I’d ever seen—a deep sapphire blue that matched the colour of my eyes perfectly. The package also included a pair of silver heels, a clutch, and a delicate necklace with a small diamond pendant.

she formally conveyed, smiled, and left. With my left hand, I swiped across the clothes, lingerie, garter belts, stockings from Vanessa’s secret. Pajamas and delicate night suits from Francoise Jephson, exquisite dresses from Bella McCartney, Clersace, and what not!! Oooh, I felt like such a princess!

Somehow Nick always managed to make her tingly all over. image With Aria busily planning the mating ball, Vanessa was on her own in the fashion, hair, and makeup department. She dug through her recently stocked closet and settled on a gunmetal-grey, ankle-length velvet dress. It had thick, satin straps, and plunged into a sweetheart neckline. Strappy black heels completed the look. She was glad Nick was so tall. In the past she had felt self-conscious wearing heels. It had often made her bigger than all the boys. Luckily, they seemed to grow these lycans extra tall. Vanessa decided on a natural makeup look and swept her hair up into a French twist.