Chameleon Face Novels & Stories

Himari’s POV. - A camera? No, wait, she said it’s a Chimera. ‘I was wondering when your ears got faulty. Didn’t you hear her mention it has a Dragon for a parent?’ Runa brings shame to me as I pout and hide my face away. It was only a harmless mistake! Someone chuckles and I look to see Welma returning to her sit beside her mother as she laughs, “Your face is funny. You haven’t heard of it before, have you?” She pokes at me and I sheepishly nod my head.

I turned around and--- Then I saw him! “Tiny!” I exclaimed and bolted towards my chameleon. He was perched on the windowsill, his scales shifting in and out of shades of blue and purple as if he were trying to blend with the moss outside. I could’ve sworn he was looking at me--- as much as he could of course. His crooked eyes were glaring in opposite directions, but I could still see the same old mischievous gleam that I loved so much about him. “I’m so glad you’re alive,” I smiled and picked him up, ignoring the sharp pang that stung deep. Instead, I held him high, as if I was trying to give my wolf a better view. “Tiny, meet Pixy. She’s my wolf.”

"It turns out Miss Bishop is actually a dedicated devotee of my personal brand. Although my eyes have recently sustained a minor tactical injury, it falls completely short of altering the supreme perfection of my handsome face. For a tiny, small-minded request from a fan... I suppose I can lower myself to satisfy your curiosity." Demonstrating an absolute, flamboyant gallantry, he strode directly across the concrete gap to stand within Chloe's immediate perimeter. With a sweeping flourish of his hand, he cleanly pulled the dark lenses away from his face—revealing a spectacular, highly undignified pair of deep purple "Panda" eyes to the entire media crew. Evaluating the literal "masterpiece"

It did suggest there was some link between lizardmen and dragons, but I decided not to mention it to Hitokag who seemed touchy on the subject. “This way,” Hitokag said. “You can rest in your quarters until the feast this evening. Cheng will greet you there.” As we set off towards the castle, I exchanged a look with Vikchutni. No sign of recognition, let alone gratitude. He had no idea who I was. Fucking Vick Chutney. “What does Cheng look like?” I asked Hitokag. “It depends. He has three forms, that I know of. During the day he has the body of a Tecorn. At night he takes the form of Carap. And in battle... I would advise you to avoid combat.”

He had seen this face countless times before, but now, in this context, it seemed oddly unfamiliar. To ease Dean’s confusion, Chen deliberately turned his back, pulling down his pants slightly to reveal the prominent mole on his backside. He glanced over his shoulder at Dean, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous sparkle. "Do you want to check and make sure it's really me?" Chen asked with a teasing tone, his voice carrying a hint of playfulness.

She looked up at Chloe whose face was crumpled as if confused. "What do you mean?" Chloe asked Maya who used her sword to push her away. With fierceness, Chloe stood up again, face now transforming, and gave her a turning kick on the face, exposing her face. It was the most horrible thing she had ever seen. From her nose bridge down to her chin and all around the jawlines had been replaced with naked muscles dotted with blood clots and accompanied with an upsetting rottening odour. Instead of teeth, or even lips to hold the teeth, there were just sealed lips that looked like they have been sewn with threads. Behind the face, the cover was a monster. Her purple eyes were now glowing.

Arms crossed, he waited for something to happen with more enthusiasm than he’d expected. A male chameleon stood at the far end, wearing simulation contact lenses. Upon the signal from the control room, the chameleon was shown a vastly different surroundings. There was an exterior screen not far from Greg, showing the observers the simulation, which was a crowded day market with clamorous chattering and bargaining.

Outside the gym, a grotesque face slid into view, its mouth curling into a chilling smile. "Meow."

“ What the heck? You want to decapitate my dick? “ Chad exclaimed as he exposed his face. Maria was shocked, of course she did a terrible job. Chad went static when he recognised who the girl was, it was the giant baby color Blue. “ It's you. “ Maria was face to face with the image of Chad Macmiller. Not once in the competition had she seen his face. Chad had a ripped face, muscular and finely lined. His jawbone was sharp and majestic, to die for. He had full, carved brows and a deep blue eyes that she could get forever lost gazing into. She staggered backwards, “ I'm sorry Mr Macmiller. “

Natalie. He looked at her expressionlessly and said, "Come here, Cheryl. Let me have a good look at you." Cheryl immediately lit up and strode over to him at once. She had undergone excruciating pain, bone-shaving, and restructuring for three whole days before her face became an exact replica of Natalie's. Yet, Damian grabbed her by the chin as a chilling anger flared up in him. "Destroy this face." Then, he let go of her. "W-What?"