Daki Human Disguise Novels & Stories

"We've got her, Donna. From this moment on... you're Dakota Lancaster. Our plan can begin." "Yes, Boss." The woman answered respectfully. "What a shame. I originally intended to have you impersonate Dakota and infiltrate the Blackwater Islands. Instead, this face will have to be used to get close to Nathan Drakov." Elias shook his head. The woman merely shrugged. She didn't care who she had to approach while wearing this face. She only cared about completing her assignments. "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving." Even her voice was identical to Dakota's.

“I know. It was always better that I stayed away from her.” “Humans have no knowledge of our existence?” Dagar looks at the people walking past us. “No,” I answer. A couple of young girls rush over to us with phones in hand. “Are you cosplaying?! Can we take a picture?” Dagar looks like he came straight out of a fairy tale, while Grimm wears a fancy vest, and I have a ball gown on—though it’s now dirty. “Pictures?” Dagar asks, as the girls swarm him and begin taking photos.

"A vampire." Diane huffs - the warmth in her body suddenly in a frenzy. The black veins in her neck spread over to her chest and both arms, her claw hardening. The black veins around her eyes reached her cheek to her forehead, too. She snarls lowly, saliva dripping from her canines and the side of her lips. The woman turned around slowly and came face-to-face with a man in a dark blue suit, his poise noticeable and his muscles bulging under his clothing. He stood proudly in an estimate of six-foot-three to six-foot-five.

I watched him walk towards me, flaunting his model-like physique and face. Cloud looked at me smugly as he acted proud of his office worker's disguise. Well, I don't know if it really is a disguise, as he doesn't even make any effort to change his appearance at all. He just looked like he picked up a uniform and put it on. "You're a representative?" I asked. "Yup. I am a human representative," he proudly replied. "You're a human?" I looked at him from head to toe, as I really don't get how humans don't suspect that Cloud is actually a vampire. I thought they were the most intellectual race, yet they are easily deceived.

Enzo stepped away from Ginna and Luke and came to stand next to me. “She’s gonna perform a ceremony to give Luke a human disguise,” he whispered while Ginna pulled a bottle of what looked like salt off of her belt and walked around Luke, sprinkling it in a circle. “He’ll still be undead, and the disguise won’t be permanent, but he’ll appear human for a while.” We watched as Ginna then started placing various small crystals around the circle. Then, she kneeled in front of Luke and took his hands, whispering incantations in a language that I didn’t understand.

"Good morning, Kita; please don't say anything. I need you to listen for a minute or two. Last night was all my fault. I've been the most unmitigated and uncomprehensive jerk, and you were right; I was wrong. But if you just be patient with me, Kita. I promise. I'm going to fix this because you're what I want. The man you met and knew in the Baha Mar. Kita, that's me. It's not a disguise. I know I've been challenging to deal with, and confusing, and to put it simply, insane acting. But as of today, that's about to change. Do you know why?

I already know that can be the only explanation for the invisible, heavy cloud of confusion and disbelief that threatens to suffocate me. “Yes. After my husbands slip up, calling me by my name, Zaine realised who his wolf is. I gave the go ahead for them all to reveal themselves. Hiding our identities is the only reason we have made it this far without interference. Every time they return to another human counterpart, they are instructed to create… an alias… a persona for their human to relate to, until I can find them all again.” Alcmene gives Zaine’s wolf a glare that could kill, as he rounds the group and comes to stand beside us. With one nod of Alcmene’s head, the Gilded, Luca and Georg

"I know makeup can be powerful, but shapeshift? I've heard of it, but I've never seen it. Is that all just a legend? Why do you encounter such bizarre things?" Ivanna waved her hands in disbelief. "But this is a real thing. You saw Carina turn around on the surveillance footage last night, right?" "Yeah! I saw it. What's the matter? Don't tell me it's a disguise! That was Carina, right? How could it be someone else? How do you make a disguise?" Ivanna pressed me, her eyes wide. "You're right. It's a disguise!" I interrupted her, nodding firmly. "At first, I doubted it too. That was indeed Carina!"

I'm getting ready to disguise myself as some kind of messenger to tell him that Kira is waiting in the distance so that I can walk him away from the car, but it doesn't seem necessary as he looks at me in question, as if expecting me to be Kira myself. I nearly burst out laughing. She must have used photo-realistic masks on him a couple of times to disguise herself, and those times, I'm pretty sure she'd also disguise her attitude to fit with the role she's playing—walking like a man if she's dressing as a man and has the face of a man. He did that exactly, which is why he thinks I'm her now. What surprise—I'm not, and now he's going to be sorry.

If Marcus’s men were watching, they’d pounce. But what Marcus didn’t know was that the “Kendall” leaving the building wasn’t Kendall at all it was one of Rourke’s people, disguised just enough to pass a quick glance. Kendall stayed hidden, listening over comms as Lucas and Jack tracked the decoy’s route. “They’re following,” Lucas murmured. “Two cars back. Black sedan.” “Let them get comfortable,” Jack said. The decoy reached the designated meeting point an abandoned warehouse by the docks. Jack was already there, waiting in the shadows.