Valentine's Heartbreak Outfits Novels & Stories

I had told the designer I didn’t want a grand dress, just something honest, something that felt like peace after a long storm. My fingers trembled slightly as I adjusted the bouquet of ivory roses, each one a reminder that beauty could still bloom from broken roots. Ivan stood a few feet away, his usual severity softened by the moment. The sunlight cut along his jaw, catching the edges of his calm expression. His suit was black, tailored to every disciplined inch of him but the way his gaze lingered on me wasn’t controlled at all. It was reverent. Maybe even disbelieving. The sound of laughter pulled my attention to the garden’s entrance. Little Ivan, our page boy, walked proudly beside Vale

The rest of the day was a blur as I engrossed myself in my work. *Sandra's pov* I walked out the dressing room wearing a golden satin cascading gown and catwalked flawlessly to the amazement of the admirers. Ever since I got here, I have been walking in and out of the dressing room with different attires. I feel sore already and I wasn't told that this was part of the package. After hours of doing the same thing all over, I finally got the chance to rest my feet. My new boss walked into the office and handed over the agreement paper work to me to which I signed. I returned it back.

she said while fussing some more with Valerie's hair. Valerie sighed heavily. This has been going on for the last five hours. But she is looking absolutely stunning. Her mother picked a red body con sleeveless dress that is hugging her frame like a second skin. Her curves are on display. The plunging neckline of the dress is showing a little cleavage. The dress is completely backless. Only a thin strap at the back of her neck is holding the two ends together. Her hair is tied into a messy bun that is sitting at the nape of her neck. She is wearing diamond earrings, which costs a fortune. She is wearing Raphael's pendant around her neck. Her make-up is to the point. Her lips are painted cheer

"Luna Dessa asked me to bring this to you... It's an outfit, she wants you and your wife to dress in the same outfit today... She says it's Valentine's day. Can I drop it?" I and Lustrow took a glance at each other, disgust boldy expressed on Lustrow's face. Valentine's day? Who celebrated it? Even I didn't want to put on same outfit with Lustrow, that would somehow hurt Leoric and I didn't want to hurt him at all. The lady stood staring at both of us, waiting for an answer. I was not going to answer because I didn't know Lustrow's thought about the same outfit. It was clear on his face that he didn't want it, but what if he didn't want to go against his mother's will.

“Belongingness isn’t only about the place and event. It’s about the people. As long as you have one or two in that place who will make you feel belong, you will do just fine. And I am with you tonight, Val.” His words were always more than enough to make Valentina agree and to keep her going. With the help of Nenita, she tried her best to dress up nicely for that evening. She wore a denim button-down shirt dress and had her hair tied in a half-ponytail. Nenita completed her cousin’s look with a pair of clogs shoes she received from her mother last Christmas. She let Valen borrow everything because she knew that her cousin only had a few in her closet and most of them were flannel shirts and

Would she? Valeria wore a skin-hugging red strapless dress with a giant bow at the front matched with some low per heels. She had her hair straightened out to drape her open back. She felt uncomfortable in this outfit but comforted herself with the fact that she carried a baggy denim jacket. While Liza wore a mini inner wear with a heart-shaped cut that exposed part of her boobs. The sleeves added to this were cut out into a series of strings matched with a super-lightweight skirt. She had her dyed pink and wore a ring on her tongue.

The poor child is felt alone with her grandmother and single father. I watched how Sam looked so gorgeous in her stripeless, shiny, red dress, red heels, red lipstick, red make-up…including her powder…RED! red bangles and a big red-rose hanging by the side of her hair…red everything! Oh! I was tired of seeing the colour over and over again… everywhere. Like a torment. It makes me hate Valentine’s Day! like Gosh!! Arrgh!!! I wonder if Mr. Valentino wore red throughout his life… “Hi baby, happy val!… ” Sam jumped over me joyously, opening her armpit to my nose.

And as much as wanted to do that or sabotage the birthday, she knew that would indirectly be a death sentence. She looked at Val's retreating figure. “Fuckng bitch.” ~ Val set the emerald dress against her body in the bedroom mirror. Even against bare skin, it looked like it had always belonged there. She twirled around it and chuckled to herself. She's never been happy about her birthday like this in a while. Taking a deep breath she put it in a large garment bag and carefully hung it in their adjoined walk in closet. She spread the garment bag containing Lucas' tuxedo on the bed afterwards, leaving it there for him to test it out after his work, and then she returned outside to look for wh

It’s Valentine's Day and I feel miserable. Suddenly, an idea forms in my head. Quickly, I get up and put on a beautiful red dress. Then I brush my hair, dab on some makeup and put on my huge sunglasses that almost hide my face.

Asha muttered “But she's a girl and should look cute” “No, I support Asha it's too girlie” Vera replied “And this?” Vee brought out a cute OhPolly black dress “Black is a bad color for a first date” Asha said and Vera nodded “You guys are too picky” Vee scoff and began to rumble through my closet again, “You can't find anything in that closet that's filled with designers, should I help you?” Asha asked Vee “Guys look at this red dress” Very said excitedly showing us the red gown Asha got me for valentine, it was an OhPolly long red gown with and open back it's so pretty