Viktor Krum Outfit Novels & Stories

A destructive creature. Taking her eyes off the Dragon King Esmeray looked into her invisible pouch until she found her current favorite coat. Standing at her toes she draped the fur coat around Vladimir's shoulders with a smile. Vladimir looked from the fuchsia-pink fur coat to his bride. He was dressed in black pants and a black dress shirt with a ripped collar courtesy of the Fey King. With the addition of the hot pink coat, he looked more like a lunatic having an identity crisis than a King. "I am not that cold." When Vladimir tried to shrug off the coat Esmeray gave him one of her sweetest smiles.

"Comfortable?" Honestly? It's making my breasts look incredible. "Feels... perfect, actually." I turn around to show him what it looks like put together. "What do you think?" Viktor stands there quietly. His own outfit, the promised tuxedo, is only halfway assembled, with his cufflinks still missing and the bowtie hanging loose around his neck. Do we have time for me to tug on that strip of satin and have a little fun? "I think I need to heighten security." His mouth curves into a hungry smile. "I might have to fight off a few dignitaries once they see you."

"Do you like it?" The deep, gravelly voice echoed from the doorway, making her jump slightly. Serena turned around to find Victor leaning casually against the doorframe. He was already fully dressed, and the sight of him nearly took her breath away. He wore a custom-tailored black tuxedo that made his broad shoulders look impossibly wide and his long legs even longer. His crisp white shirt was unbuttoned at the very top, revealing a hint of a dark tattoo crawling up his throat, and his short, dark hair was perfectly styled. He looked drop-dead gorgeous, a flawless mix of a wealthy billionaire and a lethal, terrifying king.

You feel the heat explode across your chest, up your neck, into your cheeks. “I…my dress was soaked,” you stammer. “I didn’t have anything else. I’m sorry, I…” Luka cuts you off with a slow shake of his head. “No. Don’t be sorry.” His grin turns filthy. “That’s hot.” Viktor doesn’t speak. He just stares at you, his eyes dragging down your body in one long, deliberate sweep. The oversized henley slipping off one shoulder.The way the sweatpants ride low enough to show the dip of your waist.

My legs are dangling as I struggle to keep my floating balance. "Well, well, well... How rude of you to think you can outrun me, Bellatrix Fallon" There is a sadistic grin on his face, as he dives the Kragon towards me. He is dressed in all black cloak and I can barely make out his face except for his eyes that looks like they are on fire, and his staff burning with the same intensity as his orbs just like the Kragon.

But, his ghost continued to haunt me. Viktor was like a demon, a devil, a monster. He was pure evil. And how he had survived that was beyond me I got out of the shower, and started getting ready. I dressed in a black dress, and a black jacket. I put on a black hat, and black sun glasses.

I moved away shrugging him off and he stumbled back and ended up laughing "It's water okay...what do you think it is," he said still laughing and I nearly slapped him hard but my hand was suspended midair when I glanced up and saw Victor descending the stairs. I was mesmerized by how he was looking. In a million years I didn't know of any man who would pull off any black outfit as Victor did. He was exceptionally good looking and the way he was fighting to wear his watch without looking where he was going made him appear extra hot. we were twinning since I was wearing black as well

Over the shirt is a vest in the same color pattern, black, red and gold. I've also put on an overcoat that goes down to my knee, and my pants follow the same pattern of colors and designs. I look at myself in the mirror and see what an Emperor I am, I fix the cuff links on both wrists and smile. The next instant I see Victor entering the mirror's field of vision, he's wearing clothes very similar to mine, the difference is that instead of being gold, it's silver and the red part of it has a metallic touch. I turned and held out my hand, Victor approached and accepted it, so I started walking towards the jewelry, and we soon found the crowns. I have a small collection, not all of them are her

If we didn’t do this I would feel like I was robbed of saying goodbye. The dress I wore fell down to my thighs. Viktor wore black shorts and a silk white button shirt that fell loosely down his body. I waited by the door, my hands folded across my chest as a few of the packhouse workers shuffled around in the room. Jake lay in the middle of our bed and was dressed in a loose white silk robe.

Victor looked extremely sexy as he was dressed in a casually hot outfit that surely turned heads. He opted for a fitted black leather jacket that accentuated his broad shoulders and showcased his muscular physique. Underneath, he wore a well-fitted plain white T-shirt that emphasized his sculpted chest and arms. Pairing it with dark-washed jeans that hugged his athletic legs, he exuded a cool and confident vibe. Completing his look with a pair of stylish sneakers, he effortlessly balanced comfort and style. As I caught a glimpse of Victor, my eyes widened with admiration. The way he carried himself with a relaxed swagger and undeniable allure immediately caught my attention.