Vampire Diaries Elena Halloween Costumes 소설 & 이야기

But something inside her remained wounded — a constant unease, a silent and shameful waiting. On the tenth day, Elena dressed her in finer clothes: a long black velvet dress with dark silver details, long sleeves, and a discreet neckline that still accentuated her collarbone. Larissa looked like a vampire, with her loose hair cascading like a dark waterfall over her shoulders. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she barely recognized the woman staring back. That afternoon, Elena took her to the sitting room. “Sit with me,” the vampire said, indicating the spot beside her. “Solitude is bad even for prisoners.”

The Great Throne Room was a sea of shifting velvet, heavy furs, and the suffocating pressure of hundreds of high-ranking werewolves. Firelight danced wildly across the stone walls, reflecting off the silver filigree of the grand banners. Elena stood behind the massive oak doors, her hands trembling violently beneath the weight of her gown. She had been dressed in a heavy robe of white silk and gold thread. The high, stiff collar was specifically designed to frame her jawline while fully exposing the fresh, angry purple crescent mark on her left shoulder. It was a brand for the entire world to see.

If he did…he wanted her. ~that night~ Elleanna stood in front of her full length body mirror admiring her deep purple gown that had gold around the edges and the sleeves. She looked like a princess. Her hair was curled in ringlets that cascaded down her back ending just at her bottom. Her shoes were gold boots. Her sleeves where down to her elbows and the lace at the top of her dress ended just at her collarbone. She let out a sigh having to fight herself to even go to the ball. Before she left she placed on the plastic white face mask that looked similar to the one from the Phantom of the Opera. It covered her left side of her face so no one would she her scar that trailed down her face. Sh

A year ago, they would have been shaking. "You ready?" Elena appears in the doorway, her silver hair pinned elegantly and her expression warm. She's wearing a deep blue dress I've never seen before, she must have bought it for the occasion. "I think so. Are they?" "Well, Damon is pacing and Mike is trying to calm him down. Josh is telling everyone that he's the ring bear, emphasis on bear, and he'd like to know where his bear costume is." I laugh, and the sound surprises me with its lightness. A year ago, I couldn't laugh like this. A year ago, laughter felt like tempting fate.

I tried to make a swift movement to catch up with the blondie with the familiar melted sugar scent when I bumped into Elena. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?" She patted the reddish-purple gown she had on. It had little pearl embroidery and the upper corset was made from expensive lace and beaded satin. I cleared my throat awkwardly, my secret best stays with me. "Just looking out for everyone to prevent anyone from snatching another's heart via force or magic." "Hilda! Always so uptight, c'mon it is a party so let's enjoy it." Her jet black hair was styled in a chignon and two sticks were crossed behind it to form a Chinese look.

To make him lose control and finally take my virginity. I smooth my hair back and hold it at the nape. Wanting to keep my makeup and hair simple. Besides, I'll be in a mask so I don't see a reason to go over the top with everything else. Beside me, Elena is smoothing her hands down her dress. She looks stunning in the black, sleeveless, mermaid dress that hugs her curves to perfection. There are embellishments along the sweetheart neckline, rising from her right armpit and up to the shoulder. She paired it with elbow-length gloves and a Venetian style silver mask with rhinestones.

Everywhere was filled with people who had come to celebrate Colorful banners from dozens of werewolf pack symbols alongside other people and species such as vampires and witches. . "It's beautiful," Rosa murmured, Elena cradled against her shoulder. Pierce walked out from the cottage's back room where he'd been dressing, Marcus in his arms. Both father and son wore simple but elegant blue jean tops and trousers. "You look handsome," Rosa said, standing on her toes to kiss Pierce's cheek. "You look more beautiful" Pierce replied, taking in Rosa's flowing white dress embroidered with beads. "Though I think our daughter is stealing the show." Elena wore a golden gown with a brown hat.

Is she avoiding me? I contemplate the turn of events between us as I get through my day but am left disconcerted. Friday night is here, and I’m on my way to Garden of Eden for the Halloween party. I know that Mikhail was joking when he said that I should dress like a vampire, but I figure, why the hell not? I opt to be a less cheesy version, though. Instead of a cape, I wear a suit, draw puncture wounds on my neck with blood dripping down the collar and let my fangs come out. No one other than those who know what I am will be the wiser.

But tonight she has to submit to him Donning my Dracula costume for the Halloween party I arrived into the haunted mansion where the sorority had done a great job of dressing up Aria's parent's mansion. People were milling around with red cups in their hands, going from room to room, and there were delighted shrieks as things jumped from darkened corners or dangled from the ceiling to bounce into unsuspecting faces.

The smell of dry dirt in a cemetery and the bitter tang of metal assailed my nose. I whirled around to look back at the graves of the Forsaken. Further out there was a line of fir trees dotting the distance. I saw a figure dressed in black. He tipped his tricorne hat in my direction and waggled his fingers. An insane smile was on his lips. A shudder went through me. It was a Greater Vampire. Elena’s hackles raised, and she placed herself before me. You don’t have the Lunar Steel Gauntlets. Don’t be a fool.