Vanessa From The Little Mermaid Costume นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Need this to look legitimate. Five minutes later, Vanessa walks in—effortlessly beautiful, as always. She's dressed in a short body-tight emerald-green designer dress, white bag and heels perfectly coordinated, her hair styled into flawless, polished elegance—the kind that makes people look twice without meaning to. But she isn't Stella. "Shawn." She leans in and presses a soft kiss to my cheek. "I have to admit, I was surprised when you called this morning. After weeks of silence." "I know," I say. "I'm sorry."

I couldn't keep my emotions away from my voice as the room spun. A familiar laugh caused me to pause. Nessa was about walking in and telling me how much of a mess I looked and suggesting we shouldn’t do too much so I wouldn’t be the laughingstock of the party. “Oh Goddess, Nyra you never cease to amaze me… don’t tell me you’ve started panicking now.” I froze. Vanessa stood there in a blush pink gown, holding a jewelry case against her chest. This was the same gown she had worn on that day.

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.

“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.

I asked the lady who was picking up different dresses and she giggled. "No sir, women only. We'll be done in a few minutes, she'll look great we promise. "I'll give you twenty minutes." I glanced at my watch and before I could raise my head, she disappeared. I anticipated how lovely she would look and I spent most of the time gazing at my watch as I paced around the room. "We present to you Miss Vanessa." I turned towards where the voice was coming from and the moment I saw Vanessa, time froze. She wore a dark blue dinner gown embroidered with silver stones from the chest area to the waistline. Her long midnight hair was curled and left behind her back.

I shut my eyes close after overthinking everything, finally deciding to ask him about the questions plaguing my mind after his coronation. The next day had to be one of the most exhilarating day of my life. I was dressed in a royal blue lacy dress and it got like a second skin. Vanessa had burst into my room, rambling about how she needed to make me pretty, she came with two large bags of make up and made me get up from bed, have my bath and sit down while she worked on my face. She also got me the dress I had on, looking at me with pride and adoration. It’s funny how Vanessa and I would hardly talk, at least we weren’t as close as I am to Darla but she’d still go out of her way to do this.

“Look who came. Want to join in our little fun activity?” Annie giggled, her hands slowly buckling up my pants before she stood on her feet. I pushed off the chair and it was sent spiraling to the other side of the room. “Vanessa..” My eyes dragged over her body slowly—dressed in a purple gown, a slit at the side, exposing her long legs. Her hair was curled, a few strands falling over her shoulder. Smoky eyes, nude lip gloss—she wasn’t extra. But also not less.

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

"We didn't get introduced the last time I saw you Jeremy..But it is lovely to see you again all the same." Vanessa caught my eye as she crossed the room. Not in the dress that she wore on stage,but wearing something different now. An off the shoulder lilac dress that sparkled,it had 3/4 sleeves and a ruched skirt with a slit up one leg. JESUS CHRIST..GIVE ME STRENGTH!!

Few days later, Vanessa came out of the room all dressed up. She was wearing a plain blue gown with ribbon on the shoulder. Her shoes were low level in black and she hanged her black bag on her am. She packed her hair in to a ponytail and her lips were painted in nude.