Goth Club exerpt

this has characters from the Lord of the Rings realm, the Anita Blake (by Laurell K. Hamilton) realm, the Harry Potter realm, and some original characters tossed in for fun.

Lord of the Rings characters © Tolkien

Anita Blake characters © Laurel K. Hamilton

Harry Potter © J. K. Rowling

original characters © ME, Steven King, and ladydeathfaerie

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The car ride was cramped, uncomfortable, and utterly silent. The tension between all three girls was practically palpable. Due to this, the men all knew better than to talk. It would have been a complete disaster. Instead, each was re-assessing the dark, morbid clothing Edward had made them each wear.

Ondrilath had to close his eyes, yet again, to keep from rolling them. Black was so not his color. Especially not black spandex. He couldn’t believe Edward had made him wear a black spandex sleeveless t-shirt. That was bad enough, but to add leather pants and stiletto boots; he looked completely laughable, he thought. However, looking over at Thetis, he didn’t feel quite so bad.

He was used to seeing her in next to nothing, due to her normal attire, but this little black number completely took the cake. The whole cake, in fact. Her outfit was little more than black PVC straps crisscrossing her body. And her lace-up PVC boots looked like they took hours to put on. Add the silver hoop earrings and bangles to the dark eye shadow, which she never wore but had expertisely done, to her natural blue and pink locks, indeed she was a sight for sore eyes. He noted that Haldir couldn’t keep his off of her, at any rate.

Speaking of Haldir, he and Legolas weren’t afforded the luxury of shirts. However, one had leather trousers that fit like a second skin and left very little, if nothing, to the imagination and the other was sporting a pair of black bondage pants with straps and loops all over.

Legolas re-adjusted unadjstable pants for the millionth time since he’d gotten in the SUV. He hated tight leather. And he really disliked the clip-on nipple ring Edward had had him wear. It was uncomfortable and making his chest itch. He couldn’t help letting his eyes rove over the girls, though. All of them. This, in turn, was just making his tight pants all the tighter and all the more unbearable.

Thetis didn’t really mind her outfit, really. She knew she had Haldir’s attention and that was all that mattered to her. Oh, she knew she had everyone else’s too, but it wasn’t her idea to dress like a whore. It had been Edward’s. And, since it was to help her and Haldir leave sooner, she had readily agreed. Even though she had had to have Haldir help her into her outfit. All of it. Jewelry and makeup included. She figured that leaving her hair down would make everyone happy since she refused to have glamour cast on her to hide her ears. She was proud to be what she was. She saw no point in hiding it. However, the others, including Haldir, did. So, down it stayed.

Rounding out the group was Jean-Claude. His long dark tresses almost blended right into his attire. The velvet blouse he wore sported a sizable circular hole, exposing most of his chest and stomach. His pale skin shone like alabaster against the blackness. Even his cross scar was lovely, accented with a touch of glitter around the edges. His matching black velvet slacks and suede boots did him nothing but justice. He was lovely as only he could be.