Vanessa From The Little Mermaid Costume นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You are exaggerating.“ Vanessa dropped the dress onto Lydia’s bed with a dramatic sigh, then marched over to her own wardrobe. “Blending in is for the background characters. And trust me, girl, you do not want to be one. Not when you are with the Vanessa.” She threw open the wardrobe door and gave Lydia a confident smile. “We come correct every godddamn time.” Vanessa pulled out a shimmering red dress that looked like it had been made to turn head. "This," Vanessa said, handing it to Lydia,

"Well let's not mind what she said. Tonight is your night, Bella and you must enjoy it. You're beautiful and your dress suits you so well." I smile and looked in the mirror. I don't think I will get used to elegance. But Ayla is right, Nereza did some magic in me. I looked a whole lot different. I am wearing a color champagne body-hugging mermaid evening long dress with a thin strap, paired with black single strap heels, which I am not used to wearing.

The city didn’t wait for wounds to heal. By noon, Vanessa understood that clearly. She stood in front of the bedroom mirror, fingers smoothing down the soft fabric of the dress Alexander’s stylist had laid out for her elegant, understated, deceptively simple. Navy blue. Long sleeves. High neckline. The kind of dress that whispered refinement while hiding every vulnerability beneath it. A shield. Her reflection stared back, composed on the surface, but her eyes gave her away. Too thoughtful. Too aware.

Seriously, how many people does it take to get one person ready for this stuff. Violet did my makeup in a deep shade of red, skipping the fake eyelashes because I refuse to wear those things again. Elise does my hair by curling the ends pinning two pieces from the front back with bobby pins. Now for my dress. Venessa wouldn’t choose anything that wasn’t a ball gown type dress. But looking at myself in the mirror I truly felt like a princess. It’s big and puffy, a solid deep red color from the waist down. But the corset part is white with little red laced flowers sprinkled around it. Off the shoulder with laced red sleeves. It honestly surprises me how amazing I look in this. Topping my outfi

I grinned and Vanessa offered me a beautiful smile, "Don't worry Luna, I'll make you the most beautiful one at the party." Vanessa sat me down in front of the mirror and started to work on my face. It started pretty weirdly but when Vanessa was done with my face, I looked quite like the princess I only imagined myself to be, and the purple dress made up for it. "T-thanks, Vanessa." I managed to say. My heart was thumping in my chest. If I was this wowed by my appearance, how would Julian react? The thought made me all giddy. What would Julian wear? A suit?

My heart sank, and I followed his gaze. That red was very conspicuous in the crowd. A burgundy mermaid dress perfectly outlined her elegant and charming figure, and her smooth, long hair, under the light, made her exude a breathtaking charm. 'Vanya?' I was dazed for a moment before recognizing Vanya. Vanya used to like light makeup and simple dresses. This was the first time I'd seen her dressed like this. A slight pain came from my arm, and I turned to see Melinda's face was not looking good.

The dress embraces her form, accentuating her mermaid silhouette, and gracefully fans out as it cascades down, mirroring the elegant sweep of her fin. Meanwhile, in Nerissa's chamber, the atmosphere brims with excitement as the maid enters, carrying the beautiful gown. Nerissa hovers poised, ready to be adorned in the exquisite creation. The maid expertly assists her, draping the gown's soft sea silk over Nerissa's lithe frame. The dress, a captivating fusion of white fabric and shimmering silver threads, weaves intricate patterns that seem to dance with every movement. Its front is slightly shorter, allowing the fabric to billow and flow, while the back extends gracefully past her fin, crea

Anastasia POV: Today is D-day. All the efforts which I have put so far, I am going to see and taste the fruit of them. I got a beautiful dress for tonight. It is a combination of purple and the blue, which is usually seen in comic mermaids. The top has a corset, off shoulder while the sleeves are long and fluffy. Usually, Ryan throws a fit whenever I wear off shoulders but tonight he didn't. He must have realised that it is my day and he shouldn't be messing with me and to be honest, I am happy to see him being so considerate of my likes and dislikes.

“No wolf could do this.” “This is sorcery.” Vanessa’s pulse hammered. This wasn’t about a royal rivalry. Someone wanted to provoke war and she was the weapon. A cold voice drifted across the courtyard. “Quite the spectacle, Hybrid.” Everyone turned. A woman stepped from the shadows, elegant, lethal, beautiful. Silver hair, crimson lips, eyes like a predator. Kael stiffened. “Lysandra,” he hissed. Vanessa’s heart lurched. “Who is she?” Draven didn’t answer. His entire body tensed, not with hatred, but something worse.

Smiling. She wasn’t alone in this. After a brief break for lunch—coffee and grapes from a communal tray—Vanessa called her into the costume room. Aurora followed her past racks of gowns, corsets, and handmade lingerie, every piece glittering with careful craftsmanship. Feathers in every color. Beads like rain. Silks that whispered secrets as they shifted. Vanessa pulled out a sleek black bodysuit with gold embroidery, high-cut hips, and a plunging neckline. She handed it over without ceremony.