Violet Parr Outfits Novels & Stories

She thought for a while and idea rushed through her mind, she rushed back to her to change into another clothes. Shawn, on the other hand, was oblivious to Violet's turmoil. He was lying on his bed, shirtless, working on his laptop. When someone knocked on the door, he stood up, expecting it to be Violet. He opened the door, and his eyes widened in surprise at Violet's appearance. Violet was wearing a tight jeans trousers with a big polo, and her hair looked messy with an excess of funny makeup on her face. Shawn's expression was one of disgust, and he sighed tiredly at her.

"You've got to get one." "I thought you wanted to be healthy?" Sasha said, raising an eyebrow Alice. "Screw healthy, I'm running away and declaring my life to chocolate," Alice smiled and Brooklyn laughed. "I think I'll get a strawberry milkshake," she said as Violet came out in a pale pink tshirt and skirt with a white apron tied round her waist. "Don't comment on the uniform," Violet said as she walked over to the girls. "This will be the only time where you will see her in something other than black," Sasha laughed.

Violet was sure Curzon was using them to manipulate her into accepting his offerings but their lives were far more important than her pride. "Names," Violet said, sighing. The maids looked confused. "Tell me your names. Names are important." "I'm Olivia," replied the redhead. "And I'm Hestia." Violet accepted the key from Hestia. "Show me the way." *** Violet tried on six different dresses, each one so crowded with decadence there was little room left for her. They were long, like Chione's Parvara wardrobe, which left Violet feeling consumed by fabric. But she chose a pale blue organza that clung tight to her waist and fell from her shoulders like water, flowing behind her into the dress's t

The dress wasn’t my style, but Violet had insisted, claiming it was "the perfect blend of hot and classy." Beside me, Violet and Hannah were giggling like schoolgirls, each draped in outfits that screamed "look at me." Violet wore a sequined red dress that sparkled under every light, her coffee-brown bob now dyed jet black, styled sleekly to frame her face like she was about to step onto a runway. Hannah, on the other hand, went for a pale blue slip dress that clung to her figure, her makeup soft and playful. Her ginger hair was pinned back in loose waves, accentuating her oval face.

She believed that as long as she remained the dutiful future Luna, she would win. A group of younger Alphas walked past, their eyes lingering on me. "Ivy, no swimsuit today? We're not leaving until sunset." "Yeah, come on. The view was better yesterday." I was wearing a high-collared T-shirt and loose cargo pants to hide the marks Cole had left on my neck and shoulders. "I've had enough of the water," I said shortly. "I'll give you a new SUV if you get in that pool right now," one joked.

The next morning, when Violet wakes up, she hurriedly when to her bathroom and took a shower. She gets dressed for her morning lecture. Today she had a quiz and a presentation. So she needs to wear formal attire. She wears a pencil skirt and light-pink silk blouse with a small ribbon at the collar. She tied her hair with two side braids and half of it, she let it loose. She brushes her bang and put some light make up on her face. Grab her file and her backpack, she hurriedly walks out from her apartment.

Their pack hadn't been labeled the strongest pack in the world without a reason. Violet had picked out a maroon colored wrap dress for Jade. She didn't want to go overboard and dress Jade in something she wasn't comfortable wearing. She brushed Jades long strawberry blonde hair, leaving it open. She had painted Jade's lip a light pink with a bit of mascara and she was done. Jade was a natural beauty so she didn't need to cake her face. "How do I look?" Jade asks Violet nervously, her nerves getting the best of her at the last moment.

When we're ready to change clothes, we all strip and Violet brings me the dress she picked. "Damn, Amara! I can see why my brother is so smitten with you; look at that ass, girl! You're hot." Violet says as she smacks my ass, and I yelp but start laughing. I'm already having so much fun, and we haven't even hit the club yet. I smile; I don't think I've ever had this much fun with anyone other than Sophie. The dress Violet grabs for me is a red backless bodycon with a deep v-line. It barely holds my boobs in, and I'm sure my labia are hanging out, but I have to admit, I look good.

Mom walked first in front of us while me, Eliana and Jackson walked side by side behind her. " What’s wrong with your dress?" Eliana asked me as her eyes looked ahead. I looked down at my clothes as my brain tried to make a quick excuse. "I think something subtle has poked from my back and it's just a small thorn." I answered. Eliana didn't ask much after that she just gave a delicate smile. We walked to the living room where everyone was there. As soon as gran saw me, she shouted my name in excitement. "Oh my God! Violet!" I walked over to her and hugged her.

I shot her a stare then she backed away. Valerie soon entered with Violet. Merde. Violet wore a tight short black dress, her brown skin enlightening in the different colored lights of the bar, her lips lined with light gloss that always tasted like caramel. Her silky toned legs that I wanted wrapped around my waist and her thighs that I needed to frame my face while I tasted her delicious pussy that was always so wet for me, were so visible in the open due to the shorts gown she was putting on. Julian called her over as soon as he saw her, she then smiled at him, leading Valerie over there before sitting on his lap. His hands rested on her curvy waist. I wanted to cut off his hands and send