Cosmo Cosplay Novels & Stories

I have missed whatever Alpha Arturo has said, my mind too focused on what comes next. Cosmo’s palm encircles the back of my neck as he steps into my space, placing my head near his upper thigh. He’s tall and wider than me, as are most male shifters. I have always been petite for my status, my Alpha tendencies are more inside than my outside. “Close your eyes, princess,” Cosmo says softly, his opposite hand going to my cheek in a tender caress. “This is going to hurt, but I'm here with you–every step of the way.”

Just like her mother she too is a party animal. Octavius Carter – The leader of Caspian Cosca based in Caspian Nyqua who had a chiselled face that goes with his chiselled chest. The most handsome leader of any Cosca and women are crazy about him. Many women don’t mind getting bought by him. He is responsible for the Protection racketeering and extortion part of the business. Kubo Kayo – A tall, stoic-faced man who rarely showed any emotions, an expert in martial arts, a mechanical engineer who works as consigliere for Caspian Cosca.

Marissa. The woman that I now vowed to never be like. The woman that I saw as nothing more than an enemy. After everything, I couldn't handle the idea of thinking any differently about her, and I knew that it would be seen as treason if I tried, if I even thought about it. She didn’t move. Didn’t blink. The fog worshiped her, clinging to her gown like a living thing. Her crown of black thorns caught the faint light, sharp enough to pierce the stars themselves.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

Pew pew pew. Kate has a quick shower and gets changed. There’s a blue rental gown waiting for her on her bed. There’s also a waist-long blonde wig to cover her hair since there’s no time to fix it. The best school otakus and cosplayers are in her stylist team, fixing her makeup, hair, the gown with the puffy skirt and the petticoat underneath, and the stilettos lent from Grace’s walk-in wardrobe.

Finally, two long braids hang down my miraculously larger boobs and end just past my waist. Overall, the outfit gives the impression of being too large and, enhanced by the long skirt, convent-schoolgirl style. My demeanor though is mature and smoky: cat-eye makeup, retained orange irises, pink blush and sheer pink gloss. Neither Sol nor I were into cosplay when I was still breathing but it would seem that right now I’m roleplaying exclusively for the camera of Death’s eyes.

With a last crack of my spine, i found myself leaping forward, over my shredded clothes, Aries in her full form, a Luna, with the whitest fur the people of Cosmos has ever seen. A sign of power. And then i howled, long and loud until the people of Cosmos bent to their knees in respect at Aries. At me. The true Luna of Cosmos Kingdom.

Kelly said with a giggle, as she carefully walked to the table and left a ceramic bowl there, which was filled to the brim with the same tonic from my previous life. She let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat on her forehead using the back of her hand, before she came to me and stood in front of me. Kelly did not say anything to me for the next few seconds. Rather, she simply stared, before finally, she broke the silence, saying, “You look so ethereal, sister. It's no wonder you are the star and pride of our Red Moon pack”. Kelly's smile looked so innocent. One would even think she was a saint.

I had to maintain my composure, even if it felt like a facade. "That’s good to hear, because you’ll be joining my son’s team," Alpha Samuel continued, glancing over to where Zayn was seated. "Zayn, come over here!" he called out. Zayn approached, his demeanor casual, but I could sense the tension in the air. "We will be entrusting Coraline to your team. Make sure she’ll be fine," Alpha Samuel instructed.

Father always seemed to do it without issue and then look me and his remaining three daughters in the eye as if he didn't do the most unforgivable act toward a human being. But I was supposed to be a ruthless crime boss, and killing is just a part of the game. Doesn't mean I like it, though. I know exhaustion reads deeply on my face. I put sunglasses on before leaving my room to hide the puffy, tired eyes that I could only put so much makeup on to hide it. I head straight for the fresh pot of coffee that has been made, but Leander stops me. He hands me a tumbler instead. He can't see me, but I'm eying him beneath the sunglasses. I bring the tumbler to my nose and open it enough to smell it.