Badass In Disguise Novels & Stories

I secured the knife and the rest of the weapons against my inner thigh using a special garter attached to my stockings. Perfect. Fully armed and ready. The men assigned to the operation picked me up, while Oksana left with another group. The guys discussed the plan ahead, while Dasha and I silently stared out opposite windows. Soon the Werewolf Club appeared on the horizon, and an uneasy dread settled inside me. It was frightening to return to my old world and see familiar faces. My disguise was excellent — but it didn’t give me confidence. We took the farthest table inside. The guys ordered cocktails, and my juice immediately earned a few annoyed looks.

And maybe that’s the most dangerous thing we’ve ever given each other. This morning, he’s still sleeping when I slip out of bed. His arm sprawled across my pillow, jaw slack, hair messy, tattoos peeking out from under the covers like stories no one’s earned the right to read. But I have. And I’ll protect every one of them. I dress slow. Not in pastels. Not in sundresses. I wear black. Tailored pants. Silk blouse. My mother’s ring. Roman’s crest necklace. A weapon disguised as tradition. Because today isn’t about beauty. Today is about power. And I’m done asking for it nicely.

I skimmed through my closet searching for anything that would pass for a badass outfit. I picked out a black leather jacket, a black corset, and a short leather skirt. I paired it with a pair of black tight and combat boots. I looked at the mirror, admiring the way the outfit came together. I felt like I was channeling my inner badass. I did light makeup and packed my hair into a bun. After that, I went downstairs for breakfast. Vito was already seated at the dining table. I could see the look in his eyes when he saw me walking towards him. He was in awe and his eyes were on me as I walked to my seat.

Tessa's POV I move swiftly across the road, in my maid's disguise. I am wearing a sexy dress beneath with a long gown that makes me look like a maid. I am using this disguise so the security or his bodyguard can let me in. I parked my car down the street and walked all the way here. When I see his house in view, I heave a sigh of relief. The walk down here isn't too far but I am getting tired already, probably because of the big dress I am wearing to disguise my identity and hide my weapon.

******** She hissed again as she saw herself in the mirror, she bent to place her makeup disguise kits in front of the mirror when she saw herself more clearly. She chuckled at the sight of head, so bald. She picked up one of her kits also, this wasn’t meant for her alone but for the guys to also change their looks most times. There was another small bag with her, not for make up kits tho but for other disguise materials like their artificial beards, masks and the tinted face tan.

To his shock, Hadi turned his head exactly where he was standing – behind Hadi. “I can feel your presence.” Mad’s body was frigid. “You don’t have to worry. I don’t tell anyone else. I felt your presence even before we entered this building, though.” Mad bit his lower lip. Was he slacking? He thought his disguise was perfect. “Don’t get me wrong, though. Your disguise was perfect, it’s just…” Hadi scratched his head uncertainly. “My senses are exceptional.” ‘Farizad! I don’t get this memo.’

Well, no wonder he was dressed so strangely, but is this really considered a disguise? “It’s you?” The idol unlocked the car with a simple pop. “You recognize me?” “Only an idiot wouldn’t.” Maya paused. She considered whether her words had come off as a bit too harsh. Not liking the guy didn’t mean she could act rudely to him—he’d done her no wrong. Her mother wouldn’t approve of the attitude. “I mean… it’s not that good of a cover.” “It’s worked perfectly so far.” She could feel him staring behind those ugly shades. His English was perfect—barely an accent to be picked.

He left the washroom and came out. His heart ached when he saw the love of his life in full display. The dress hardly covered her assets. It was a black bikini dress .The upper part was in a triangle shape which hardly covered her breast. The thong was a piece of cloth which just covered her pussy. Her ass cheeks were in full display. She was wearing a net garter. He covered his eyes. The back of his eyes sting due to him trying to stop tears from falling. He was feeling helpless.

Tyron was in a shabby state and rendered incapable of fighting. “How dare you challenge me with your piffling strength? I wonder where you got such confidence. You’re just a rich good-for-nothing. It makes perfect sense that Sienna isn’t interested in you,” Zayn said contemptuously. Tyron looked extremely disheveled. Where were his prior arrogance and conceit? His face was ghastly pale as cold sweat dripped down his forehead. No matter how foolish he was, he figured out that he had been tricked. The man before him who looked very ordinary was definitely not an average person. He was a veteran in disguise!

Two divine circles, one golden and one black, were projected on his back, making him look like a supreme deity looking down on everyone like ants. This man is Long Jianchen, who was practicing two of the BADASS abilities given by Long Che, namely, [Chaotic Boxing] and [Dual Divine Circle of Chaos]. It's not known exactly how Long Jianchen was able to master these supreme abilities so quickly, but it's probably due to his bloodline.