Daki Human Disguise Novels & Stories

she nodded, but immediately defended, "he keeps everything formal and businesslike here. So, you will be addressed as Miss Kasdeya also." "Sure, no problem." "I'll leave you now to unpack your things. I'll see you downstairs in an hour," she tilted her chin up again (I realized a habit), then she left the room immediately. The moment I was alone, I laid down on bed, contemplating on what I got into. Weighing the good and the evil. Disguising is a lie, but I had to help aunt Jodie. I called aunt Jodie and informed her that Calliope accepted me as a reliever. She was so happy and tearful when we talked. I did not tell her about my disguise, it would only worry her.

"Why?! Why are you doing this?" Dressed in the same knight armor of our capital, Sakros, the main guard of my father's special army, looked every bit like a human, but I sensed something odd in him, and I confirmed it after seeing his arms all wrapped up in dark red scales and his hands turned into claws. A dragon? He is also a dragon in a human disguise? He cocked his head to the side, gave me a grin, and he pulled his claw out of Saphira's abdomen like he was simply gutting out the intestines of an animal.

Riding on horses would be too conspicuous and we would be easily made by our enemies "Who will go in place of Alpha Joash?" Derrick's voice broke into my thoughts and before I could blink, two men rushed forward. "I will! I will!" They said simultaneously and I looked at Derrick in confusion. "What is it?" I asked. "It's a disguise. We would dress one of us up to look like you. The King will mistake him for you…" What!?" I arched my brows. "We need such a decoy to buy you some time," Derrick said and then two men who volunteered nodded knowingly.

Narsha refused, explaining that no disguise would truly hide Dexter's true self. Dexter smiled slightly. A mischievous and cunning gleam flashed in his eyes. It had been a long time since Narsha had seen that. “I always have a way, Narsha. How do you think I've been conducting secret inspections in my area all this time?” “How?” Not long after, Dexter appeared in a disguise that was hard to recognize that it's him. With a tattered hat, messy black hair, a ragged shirt, and hunched shoulders that looked almost like he was folded at a 90-degree angle.

"What is she is she a hybrid?" "Let's get out of here, we did what we came here to do." Just as Dax in wolf form came running around the corner. "Fuck." one of them said. Dax turned back into human form, not bothered that he was completely naked. "Take off your masks now." Dax ordered. They slowly took them off. I didn't really know who they were exactly, I had just randomly seen them around. "What the fuck do you think you are doing to my mate?"

Venus stood to his left, her eyes widening as we stepped into the light. "Darius?" she gasped, her hand flying to her throat. "But... the scent... you're human." "Surprised, Venus?" Darius asked, his voice echoing through the chamber, cool and mocking. "I decided the wolf was too much of a cliché. I’m leaning into my 'vulnerable human' phase. It’s very trendy this season." Silas turned slowly, a thin, amused smile on his face. "A human rogue and a rogue accountant. How poetic. You’ve come to watch the end of the world, I assume? Or did you just come to return the coat?"

Paviar sneered and snapped his finger, making his appearance change into someone I had never seen before - a tall and slim man with long black hair reaching his waist and a young, gentle, and feminine-looking face wearing a wizard robe. “I don’t know why you have to keep disguising yourself when your real appearance is this pretty,” Dagon said, still with the same mocking tone. I would’ve been shocked and asked if that was what Paviar really looked like if not for the urgent matter of killing Dagon. “What’s the reason for all this, Dagon?” Paviar asked with the calmness of a mature wizard. “Why are you creating trouble everywhere? Why are you waging a war against werewolves?”

Suffice to say, I wasn’t expecting him to suggest it, especially because he had been so protective after I’d almost been shot. “It’s not safe,” I blurted out, chewing the inside of my cheek. Darren furrowed his brow. “If you want to go, then we can make it work.” “But the protests—” “Humans can’t pick up scents,” Darren cut me off. “They won’t know who we are so long as we wear disguises. If you want to enjoy a festival, then we’ll make it happen.” “Sorry, did you say… disguises?” I laughed.

my whole body became cold after listening to it I asked "who made you people to do all these things?" my men started cutting their fingers, out of fear they told the person's name, dhiren said "I never thought this" I replied "I suspected that person already" my psychiatrist said "we told all the truth, let us go" I told to my men "he told everything whatever we want, so let him say hello to our fishes and let him go" they nodded their head

Luna responded with a bitter smile before finally taking the suitcase containing her clothes, which had been brought by one of the servants. "I'm leaving. Please take care of Father." Luna said goodbye, not suspecting Emily in the slightest. Emily laughed heartily to herself, her plan going smoothly without anyone suspecting a thing. Emily's scheme was so well-executed that she had a servant deliver a drink she had laced with a high dose of sleeping pills to Luna. And once Luna was asleep, Emily and Greta, the maid who had helped her with the dirty work, carried Luna's body without anyone's knowledge to the servants' quarters, where the incident had taken place, and removed Luna's engagement