Violet Parr Outfits Novels & Stories

Violet POV Although it was risky, I made the decision to take Dave with me during the war. It wouldn’t be wrong to say that he was ecstatic. I decided to wear black pants and a red silk blouse, paired with a matching sweater. I wanted Dave to wear his shorts and a white shirt, but he chose to wear a jacket with trousers and a bowtie. It made me laugh, but he pouted his lips. “This is a formal function,” he argued about his dress sense.

He froze. Violet stepped out in a shimmering white gown, slit high on one side, revealing smooth skin that seemed to glow under the garage lights. His heart raced. The dress hugged her legs, the slit making it impossible to look away. Her hair was tied in a messy bun, a few strands falling perfectly to frame her face. Minimal makeup highlighted her natural beauty. Silver-white shimmer on her eyelids matched her aura. A delicate chain earring brushed her bare shoulder, and a thin necklace sat gracefully on her collarbone.

One in particular stood out: covered with a shimmering violet cloth, it hung in the center near a pedestal in front of a mirror. “Here, my lady,” Alivia said, stopping beside the dress with a look of expectation. “The alpha gave me some instructions and described you. I hope you like it.” Alivia pulled away the violet cloth, and my polite smile slowly disappeared. Not out of sadness, but because I had never seen anything so beautiful, except in my dreams. That dress was an identical copy of the one I had seen myself wearing in the Goddess’s dream. “You don’t like it…?” Alivia asked nervously. “We can change it, there’s still time.”

she said, all in a rush. Caitlin scanned the room and saw her clothes lying about the floor. Polly had been so generous, giving Caitlin several sets of clothes. Thankfully, they were the same size. Caitlin had expected all vampire clothes to be black—or maybe, different shades of black—and she was surprised to find that Polly’s wardrobe consisted mostly of purple and pink. Polly had smiled sheepishly, saying, “Well, just because I’m a vampire, it doesn’t mean I have to be like all the others. There’s no rule, you know. I can wear any color I want.” It figured. If any vampire was to wear purple and pink, it would be Polly. She was the happiest person Caitlin had ever met, and she couldn’t env

When she flung the door open, I gasped in surprise. “Violet! This looks like a P*******t board!” “I know right?” she beamed. “This is what happens when boredom meets a little painkiller and a lot of online shopping.” I laughed and stepped in. The closet wasn’t overly large, but it was neatly organized. On one side were her shoes, heels, boots, flats, all arranged like a fashion boutique. On the other side, her clothes were lined up from casuals to workwear to night-out outfits.

“Then why are you getting out of the bath so early?” “Let's just say the water went cold,” she said as she stepped out of the tub and froze the water. “Oh!” she couldn't say anything but assisted her in putting on her gown and escorted her back to her bedroom. She rummaged through her closet until she found what she needed. “Are you sure you want to wear that?” Anne wondered out loud. “Yes, I'd like to feel like a kid again today. So, I'm wearing this,” Violet said, looking at the white skinny jeans and vest she'd chosen from her closet, “find me some heels, will you?”

"I hope these items will be of use to your workshop. There are also many different types of silk threads in the manor, perfect for making high-quality embroidery. If you'd like, you're welcome to come inside and take a look, Ms. Spencer." Violet's guard immediately went up. "No need for that. Just have them all brought out, and we'll take it from there." Yuvan didn't push the matter. Instead, he turned and gave orders to his servants. "Bring out all the silk threads and load them onto the carts. If there aren't enough carts, send someone to hire more." The servants quickly headed back inside to retrieve the silk threads. Meanwhile, Yuvan's gaze lingered on Violet. She wore a soft lavender dr

Most of the frat houses were on the same stretch of road only a few blocks from the dorms, walking distance was always a plus, the last thing a bunch of college students needed were duis or worse. Violet had gone with fitted,flare jeans, a black crop top, she was a firm believer in showing off if you had it because one day you would no longer, and paired it with a new pair of black wedge heels she'd been waiting to take out for a night on the town. Normally she would have just paired the ensemble with her favorite pair of converse but tonight was a special occasion after all, it called for her special date shoes that had never seen a date since they walked out of the shoe store almost a yea

I just hope the outcome would be good. I stood and waited on the landing outside her room, Devin in my arms. The little devil is beginning to doze in my arms. Shame he didn’t choose to sleep at night! Before I know it, Violet is stepping from her room. Her long flame red, auburn hair, pulled back into a high pony tail, showing off her beautifully pale skin as well as the delicate features of her face. This girl has cheekbones you could slice cheese on! Not jealous at all! She was dressed in a simple pair of skinny jeans and a black tank top, paired with some chunky black boots. I will make sure my feet stay away from hers today or I will end up with some broken toes!

Nick said. Daniel wore a cold expression. "I don't trust her." They heard the sound of clicking on the stairs. Daniel turned his head, and his gaze paused. Violet wore the dress that he had bought for her. It was an off-white color, which highlighted her fair skin. It was a sleeveless but fully covered dress. Despite the fact that her long dress was not tight on her body, she looked stunning. Her high bun and two loose strands caught his attention. Her nude lipstick might be in her purse, which she used again.