Daki Human Disguise Novels & Stories

She was a victim too. “Isabella,” I said quietly as I took a step towards her. “Look at me.” “He wasn’t a scientist!” Isabella grabbed my shoulders. “He only wanted a normal life! He rebelled for his entire life just to fight for his freedom.” I placed my hand on her cheeks, caressing it slowly. “We’ll investigate this further, okay?” She turned to the handler. “You’re saying he’s connected to this?” The handler didn’t answer immediately. He dragged another file to the center of the screen, showing the crest of the clan Daisy is affiliated with.

“Please, Demyan.” I didn’t want to leave him. My heart ached with the weight of it. But I couldn’t lose sight of who I was, or the promises I had made to the people who helped me survive until now. I slipped into my clothes with slow, cautious movements, each pull of fabric across my skin a reminder of everything that had happened between us. My body still hummed with the memory of him. As I wrapped the red cloth around my face and my old disguise I felt a pang in my chest. A part of me didn’t want to wear it anymore. I didn’t want to hide.

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.

Jared, the camp make-up artist, was with her in the room presently, making her look like a completely different person. I'd given him a heads up of what I wanted, and I hoped he would deliver the best. When Daciana walked out of the room, she was almost recognisable to him because he knew who she was but to others, they would have a hard time figuring it out. She looked entirely different. Her blonde sun-like hair was not dyed red, the exact colour of blood. Her baby face was pulled back, making her cheeks look sharp and her jaw a bit pointed. Her evergreen eyes were replaced with black contacts, and her lips were clad in red lipstick.

she asked, giving her two choices. Clarice fell silent for a moment. “I want to see her with my own face,” she finally answered. Demetria nodded her head. “Ok. But you need to see my disguise first, or else you might freak out. This is just an illusion not real, so don’t fret,” she said and waved her hand all over her body, transforming herself into a hideous-looking guy with horns and a tail, looking like he had just come out of the depths of hell.

A shopping bag dangled from her hand, and her grin was wide. “Ladies,” she declared, “today we become undercover agents.” Before either of them could ask, she dug into her bag and pulled out a curly wig, a bright scarf, and oversized sunglasses. Annie blinked. “Sussy… what even is this?” “A disguise, duh!” Sussy tossed the wig onto her head and wrapped the scarf dramatically around her neck. “We can’t exactly investigate Damien and Claire’s past looking like ourselves. What if Adrian or Damien see us?”

Emilia had probably forgotten her key again. “It’s me,” Darien said. Zach was surprised to find that it was Darien who wanted to come in. He pressed the button to let him into the building and waited for him to make it up to his floor. He opened the door to the billionaire a few minutes later. Darien was in a different disguise this time. He was wearing a black hoodie and had his hood up and was also wearing sunglasses. Zah was glad when he pulled down the hood and took off the sunglasses. He had missed seeing him in the flesh.

The ceremony continue after an incident happened to a woman who fainted after seeing Argen transform herself into disguise. He was bit surprised to see Argen became different in her appearance. He scowled and gasped as Argen approached the woman with visible grin in her face. He surely think that she’s totally a psycho. Her feature was look normal, but Destino could sense her alteration into something more powerful. Her iris were absolutely red and it’s blaze.

"We could keep a lookout for each other, you know. Everyone for the Alpha Trials deserves to fight, and if they're dying, it should be on that battleground. Not in some mess hall used by egotistical elite soldiers." I had to admit the men had a point there. But I didn't want to get too close to any of them. Someone might get too curious and find out that I'm not whom I claimed to be. An imposter. A liar and a cheat. Well, I wasn't sure about being a cheat. I mean, if a girl like me was putting other men down, then that was an unfair disadvantage, not the other way round. "One more thing," said the one in front. He was their spokesperson. I wondered if he gave himself that position or if the

Jace complimented with a grin. The man lowered his hood and took off his hat. He brushed his hair with his hands, then removed the glasses and mask that covered his face. Then, he peeled off the skin on his face. It was a disguise mask that was so good that the texture resembled natural human skin. It was Jake in disguise. "It's not in vain that I have a hobby of cooking, right? My moves are so flawless and skillful that they're indistinguishable from a real waiter," Jake said, grinning back.