warframe dante fashion

My mooto of writing this book is to lay the path of Fashion in a mannner that the world accepts it easily without any hesitation. The book is a piece of "Diamond" for the world of "Fashion in Real World" and for the "Masters oF Fashion Icons".

Fashion stories of different cultures and traditions and how they manage to do each and every aspect in most fashionable manner so that the view of the world get change and lay the path of fashion as a source of life.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the cover photo. Credits to the owner Jillian Rose Williams had it all. She was born in a good family with wealth and fame. She had a fiancee that loved her dearly. She was a princess. Until one day everything changed. The stepsister that she dearly love like a real sister betrayed her. “Dear sister. All you have will be mine.” her stepsister Julia said. Not only her wealth and fame but also the man she loved the most was stolen from her the day she died. But fate wasn’t unfair to her. She had survived her death. And after 8 years she had returned. “Now I’m back I will take everything that’s rightfully mine. I will have my revenge.” Jill has come back as Queenie Versales. The Queen of the fashion world.

In a world where fairness should reign, injustice often holds sway. It's a place where the innocent suffer, where hard work doesn't always lead to success, and where privilege trumps merit. It's a world that can break hearts, crush dreams, and leave scars that never fully heal. Yet, amidst the darkness, there's still hope – hope for change, for empathy, and for a future where fairness isn't just a distant ideal, but a lived reality for all. But maybe that's not for me. After exchanging the rings I heaved a sigh of relief thinking that could be true, maybe there's truly hope somewhere. " You may now kiss the bride", the priest permitted. Every step he took towards me made me feel nervous, my heart pounding as fast as it could, and slowly he lifted my veil. I could bet I saw a smile for a second but it was immediately replaced with that of disgust on seeing me and he nearly puked. I thought this would be the beginning of dreams and not a nightmare but this would even be my worst nightmare. Wedding days are supposed to be the happiest days right? But that's not the case for me. Who said this world was ever fair? That was a big lie, if it is, to what extent?

Self love for beautiful imagination.

New Name.New Life .New Dreams Watch Song Xia rise to the peak from the nerdy,morally obligated but smart doctor to internationally famous supermodel. The girl who had to give up on her dreams of becoming a fashion designer in her last life to becoming a world renowned fashion designer and business mogul. Well all it took was reincarnation:check Gorgeous face and figure:check Ancient magical space:check.... Did I mention she started as an abandoned orphan,broke and with evil foster mum and sister ...umm NO? A/N: Please not this is an original novel and not a translation.

Blaire Rose Anderson Daughter of the CEO of Anders &Co industry, has a heart of gold. She is swéet to everyone even after the death of her mother in a car accident. She the heiress to the Anderson &Co company. But a misfortune caused the business to go bankrupt and the only to save it is to Marry the heir to the Angelis family. Dante Vicente Angeli's Cruel,cold and powerful man ever known. He is Rich, arrogant,jerk and a Playboy. His parents wants him to settle down but he doesn't want to. Dating Isabella DeMontez.. He thinks he is in love with her, he takes her home to meet his parents and he was greeted with unexpectedly news of marrying a girl he doesn't know. what happens when the get married? Will Dante fall for Blaire of make her life more difficult or will they have a peaceful marriage when Dante has fiance around?......... .............................................................................. ............................. "I do" I say happily because I'm getting married to most handsome man around or so I thought .....

En mi locura he hallado libertad y seguridad; la libertad de la soledad y la seguridad de no ser comprendido

In a world where fashion isn’t just style—but power—clothing can make you a god… or a ghost. Seventeen-year-old Sloane Reza is a threadless orphan scraping by as a backroom tailor in the lower districts of the Empire. But when a dangerous fashion relic bonds to her skin, she unlocks a forbidden ability: the power to stitch memory, emotion, and identity into fabric—an art lost to time and feared by the ruling elite. Now targeted by the Empress and courted by powerful Houses, Sloane finds herself thrust into the deadly world of haute-couture warfare, where runways are battlegrounds and garments are weapons. With the help of a rogue prince who sees beneath her seams, and a rebel designer haunted by his past, Sloane must master her new powers before the Empire threads her into silence. But fashion has a price. And in a society where your outfit determines your fate, one wrong stitch can mean death. Power. Love. Rebellion. Welcome to the FASHION EMPIRE.

*** A harmless game has ended up disrupting Emily's school life as she catches the attention of Dante , whose name was like a mantra amongst all students. *** Dante has sworn not to fall in love with a human again, until he meets the strong headed Emily, who he falls heads over heels for, the war between the vampires, wolves and other races was just around the corner, but with him finding her in the middle of the whole saga. *** **She pulled out a knife slit her wrist and starting chanting, I know what you are doing, i said moving close to her despite the pressure from her spell, it doesn't affect me witch, am from a direct descendent , you think you are the only one powerfull and knows how to spell, I stopped, I don't even need blood to channel from the bloodline, using my witchy powers had consequences since I was part vampire, but I couldn't care less , they touched what's mine, mine!, I started chanting and the spell I used was a deadly one, nature always had a rule of give and take most especially, the stronger the spell the stronger the backlash, I started chanting and watched as her eyes widened in horror, I enjoyed it as I saw the life drain out of her as she shrinked and withered to an old woman and finally died. ** I coughed , and I felt pain, using my witchy powers always disrupted the balance as my vampire side was more dominant, some said i was a curse , an abomination, but my mother always said it was a gift, I looked at Emily who lay unconscious on the floor and bella beside her , the other girl wasn't so lucky as I didn't arrive on time to be able to save her, Emily! Emily! I called out but she didn't move I leaned down carefully studying her heartbeat, she seemed fine but I was still very angry, if I was just a step late , no ! I couldn't imagine it , those dark witches were in for a bloody war and the damn shapeshifters I wouldn't dare to spare, I would spend the next week torturing each of them, till their screams satiated my anger . ** I moved to bella feeding her my blood and soon she stirred opening her eyes to look at me, get up let's get back to school, am sorry Dante I didn't properly look after her, I didn't even look at her again, I whisked Emily up and left the garage.