Badass In Disguise Novels & Stories

“I do hope the drinks aren’t poisoned.” *** Kade had her disguise ready at the penthouse. He was very quiet as he sat on the edge of the absurd bathtub, watching her assemble her camouflage. “I called a friend at the CIA to help develop it,” he said, as if out of a fear of silence. “It had better be good.” “It looks… effective.” She stared at herself in the mirror. She was utterly unremarkable: suddenly a sandy blond nobody in a department store dress and big round glasses. Not too covered, not too special. Just ordinary.

The thought burns through her pride like acid. But she can’t back down now. It's just simple, put on the disguise but she promises herself a rose bath once she arrives back at the Vallerand mansion. With a sharp exhale, she shrugs off her coat, unzips her dress, and changes. Each movement feels like stripping away her identity, her throne, the image she’s built. The sweatshirt hangs loose on her figure, the sneakers squeak awkwardly against the tiles. When she pulls the wig over her sleek dark hair and slides the glasses onto her nose, she barely recognizes the reflection staring back.

Minnie didn't like Oliver like there was something he was hiding. "What's wrong?" asked Oliver, seeing Minnie looking at him sharply. "Nothing! Just wondering," Minnie replied, her alert demeanour like Daddy John, who understood situations that were difficult for others to read. "Wonder? Do I look like a criminal?" Oliver asked the pubic boy in front of him as if the gaze was suspicious of him. However, Oliver is not affected by Minnie's suspicious look; he assumes it is just a curious little girl. "I didn't say you were a villain. Ah and another thing, villains can disguise themselves as good people, and good people can disguise themselves as villains. Be careful because not all good people

I might use it on Kelsey later, if I had the patience to play. I paid the driver extra to bring our suitcoats back to the hotel so we wouldn’t have to deal with them. We were still overdressed but didn’t feel as out of place as if we would have kept the ties and coats. Cody threw on beads and a green mask from the promo chick at the entrance of the bar. I settled for the mask; it might help keep me discreet until I was ready to make my move on Kelsey. So what if the shades of green between my dress shirt and mask didn’t match. “I’ll grab a drink,” Cody shouted over the loud music.

“That goes against BFF code and I would never dream of stealing your guy.” “You wish. You couldn’t steal him from me if you tried.” She stared at me. “I like this new Gia. It’s you and not one of your many disguises.” “I like this Gia too. She’s more badass than the last one. She also doesn’t use the disguises as often. I think Alessandro caught on. When I go into a role, he gives me strange looks.” We laughed again and dug into the bowl of M&M’s Stephie gave me in class earlier. I’d added a bag of chips. If we were going to veg out for a girls’ day, we might as well do it in style.

“You fight, you hide, you bow when necessary… yet I can smell the strength beneath. The power you refuse to show.” I take a deep breath. Do not reveal anything, I remind myself. Not yet. Not here. “I have my reasons,” I say softly. “Reasons you wouldn’t understand.” He smiles slowly, dangerously and confidently. “Try me. I might surprise you.” My pulse jumps at his words. There’s something intoxicating about the danger he radiates, the way he tests boundaries, the way he doesn’t just see me as a servant. This is a game, I tell myself. A dangerous game.

Each time I emerged, his eyes heated a little more, even with the formal pieces, making me feel sexier and more powerful. By the time I got to the lingerie, Keanu was visibly palming his erection through his pants. I held up a black lace set that I knew would barely cover anything. "This is obscene," I said. "Put it on." The command in his voice sent a shiver through me. I disappeared behind the screen and changed, my hands tingling slightly as I fastened the delicate clasps. The bra did nothing to hide my nipples. The panties were little more than a string and a scrap of lace.

At last, we emerged from the tunnel’s mouth, the cool night air washing over us like everything was alright with my world. The forest was quiet, save for the rustling of leaves in the wind. Eira pointed towards the edge of the clearing. “The cottage is over there,” she whispered. “Go now, Bella. Do not hesitate and do not try to stay a moment later there.” I turned, my gaze meeting Eira’s. “Thank you so much, Eira. I love you so much and I will always be indebted to you.”Eira nodded, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “You must go, Bella, NOW! And you must not return.” Eira quickly took a scarf and some of her old maid clothes to cover me up as a disguise, so no one would notice it's me. S

They looked like ancient fortifications designed to keep the weak out while allowing only the strongest to enter. Just standing in front of them made her feel small. Frank leaned closer. “Now would be a good time to become a guy again.” Daniela nodded. Josephine. Her wolf answered immediately. Within seconds, the familiar ache spread across her face as the disguise returned. Frank stared at her all over again. He shook his head with a grin. “I still can’t get used to that.” Together they walked toward the entrance. By the time they reached the gates, the morning sun was high overhead.

Pietro nodded with a smile and excused her. When Brittany got to the bar that evening she decided to wear a dark mask and dark shades to disguise herself so people wouldn’t take photos of her working at the bar and post them. She walked to the counter and there Cole stood in his Vincci disguise and hid and cylindrical lens. She froze when she saw him and stood there staring at him, he also stopped mixing his drinks and stood there staring at her. He blew her a kiss making her blush. She walked to stand beside him and took an apron and wore it.