White Robe Novelas e Histórias

Krister asked, looking at his tablet still before walking to the back room. “Black? She doesn’t-- I mean didn’t wear anything else?” she asked, her eyebrows meeting in the middle confused. “Don’t tell me she’s one of those people…” “Yes, specifically black clothing. They’re hot in the day but you disappear in the night. That’s what she always said to me.” Krister disappeared in the back to get something whilst Rojean was left there to contemplate on her own how she was going to pull the act off if she was a bad liar herself.

Phoenix and Clover decided to have a backyard wedding in the pack house garden. All eyes were trained on the beautiful she wolf dressed in a white mermaid dress, her red hair pulled up in a nice bun and her veil fell over her beautiful face. Her appearance was enough to entrance all the wolves seated in the garden. Phoenix was no exception. Danny walked her down the aisle to her waiting mate. As he handed her over to Phoenix, he whispered to her, “ Our parents will be so proud” then he left before Clover could spot the wetness of his eyes.

She called and turned around. She looked at and stared. "Eh..." She paused and said, "You again?" Then that person waved his hand, "I'm back." He said. "Umm..." Georgia pondered curious by why he is following her. "So how can I help you?" She asked. With that he smiled."Ow... You finally got me. I'm actually here to warn you. This is heaven and you must obey all of the rules here and changed." He said then reached out his hands. A white robed popped up from his hand! "Woah!" She was amazed. "Ah... What is this?" She asked again. "That... Look. You see that two hands made of stone tablet? There, we have the rules and one of them is to changed your outfit. You l

There was too much to do all at once, so she loaded it into the washing machine in increments. Time passed quickly. She had the tub half scrubbed when Keilor found her. “What are you doing?” he asked with a frown. “The ceremony is in half an hour.” He was already dressed in black leather armor and had his dark hair pulled back with a silver clip. A sleeveless, midnight blue robe of velvet trimmed in silver added an air of magnificence. It was open in front and held together with a thick silver chain. There were sparkling blue stones at every other link.

“The Luna sent me.” My brow furrowed. “Sent you… for what?” She approached the bed and laid the folded fabric across it with careful hands - a fresh shift, clean and white, and beneath it, something else. A long, soft garment the colour of cream, with sleeves and a tie at the waist. “A robe,” Mira explained. “She said you should have something to wear in your room that doesn’t…” Her voice trailed off, but she didn’t need to finish. Doesn’t declare what you are. I swallowed. “That was… generous of her.”

“What is it Kardor! You keep finding fault in everything I do since the preparation started.” I sighed heavily. “I don’t know, I’m not nervous though, I just feel too….. choked up. I need space…. air.” “Where is my wife?” I asked. “Stay still and finish up and I will gladly bring your property to you, she is eating right now. Your baby seems to have a whale belly because he or she is always hungry.” The tailor ignored us because he was more focused on his job, he adjusted the burgundy ceremonial robe hanging from my shoulders. The coronation robe was really heavy, it was embroidered with the silver symbols of the Arkhavel bloodline. The weight of it alone felt suffocating.

it's basically a carbon copy of his own — super luxurious. I stand back, curious about what Andrei's searching for. My nerves are still on edge, which is… ridiculous. “Guess, I'll coax them out of you. Every last one.” My curiosity spikes, “How?” “All in good time. Shall we get you into something a bit more… refined?” The robe he hands me is a stunner — bold red, V-neck, and flowing long sleeves, all accented perfectly with a satin sash and fur trim. Soon as Andrei makes his exit, granting me some much-needed solo time, I slip into the robe. And, honey, I've got to say. Not bad, not bad at all. Then I grab a brush and start brushing my hair because even queens have bad hair days.

Manuel appeared from one of the passages on the walls. He was wearing a luxurious green battle robe that coordinated perfectly with his long brown hair. He wielded a long sword with a golden inscribed handle of the same color of the embroidery of his dress. 'Did he buy that robe only for this match? It doesn't seem like he has ever used it.' Sara inwardly shook her head, she couldn't really understand the mental processes of nobles. She was only wearing tight red pants, showing her curved body and covering up her bust.

she pushed the wrapped box to the omega. "But I do not wish to attend the Moon Dance," said Arlen. What's the point when the only one he wanted to share the experience with hated him? "Not on my watch; you're going, and that's final." Roxanne did not care for excuses. Arlen's lips parted as he pulled off the wrapping and lifted the box. It was a gorgeous robe, hand-stitched with the finest embroidery, fit for a King. There was a bright jacket with a different design and shades of red and black. A faint smile touched the omega's face as he felt the heavy fabric. A few more depths, and he could call it the colour of his father's favourite ceremonial robe.

After being a bit relaxed I got out of the bathroom to find Lorenzo waiting for me at the door. ‘ shall we go ‘ Lorenzo asked with a gentle smile to which I gave a small smile in response. ‘ Wear this robe lily ‘ Lorenzo said and simply handed me a long coat of thin cloth that reached my feet. I wore it and looked at Renzo tying the knot of the coat which was called a robe.