Disguise Novels & Stories

“Kayson, this expert who’s skilled in disguising is Brody Gomez. People call him Thousand-Faced Phantom. He’s incredible in his disguising skill. “Unless a smasher checks with soul energy, the closest person to the disguised person wouldn’t be able to distinguish the difference.” Kayson was bewildered. That was Charis’ grandfather!

He added, with a hint of skepticism. “Well...” I trailed off, removing my wig to reveal my real hair and taking out the colored contacts. “I was just trying out a new style.” I said, attempting to inject a bit of humor to ease the tension. It seemed to work, as he looked amused. “Why the disguise?” “I didn’t want to be recognized.” “So, you’re telling me you’re here on your own?” He raised a brow. “I am.” I nodded.

said John with enthusiasm, and we all laugh at his antics. “Do you want to hang out later?” Matt asks “Yeah! Let’s have some shabu later! To celebrate our new gang!” John exclaims. “Aahhhmmm… I need to go home early” I politely decline their offer. “Oh, why?” Is there a problem at your house?” Xandee ask me. “No… there was no problem at all… I just need to finish some assignments” I lied to them. “But our professors didn’t give us homework’s for this week” John said.

I had a perfect disguise, I went into my bag and brought out a wig in a neat and tidy male like short black hair, a masquerade mask of black and white covering the whole face which I asked for Zack to prepare and a suit along with some bandages and as an extra measure, I also prepared lenses to cover my eye colour. Although, I could come out with the truth and tell everyone that I am a girl but since everyone already believes I am a male, then might as well keep up with the disguise. It can also work to my advantage in the future if anything happens to me, I could easily turn back to my female form.

She moved toward the window and peeked through a slit in the curtains. Several moments later, she saw him leaving, walking down the street below. She waited until his back disappeared in the end of the street, then she rushed to her valise. Polly was gone to the bathroom, so she had a little time to change clothes without disruption. Opening the small trunk, she dug into the bottom and pulled out a fancy gown in emerald green. The dress was one of Lady Byrne's gift. She kept it for special occasion and seemingly, it was the perfect time to wear it. Although the purpose was far from romantic. She needed it to disguise. She took a box from the bottom of the trun

And they all had three stars pinned on their chests, lowest. Out of embarrassment, I quickly unpinned my 1-star badge and stowed it into my storage ring. Then, I warped my facial feature to match that of a mid-twenty lady. Even my hair was looking jet-black through a true essence disguise method I'd learnt. I just have to make everyone ‘see’ my hair to be black, when it was plainly brown with golden highlights. It was done stealthily, so no one noticed a thing. And besides, they were all agitated at the moment; who'd have the time to observe a girl changing her height and muscles?

It is more than just a wig, a contact lens or even a voice changer, that those things are sometimes useful upon the discerning eyes of a particular person who can still identify someone with just a glance, even if they are in a disguise. There are times that one must not need to change their overall appearance, but is already sufficient enough to fool anyone even if one may have the slightly same appearance. After all, the greatest feat that a spy can master when it comes to disguise, is to completely be another person even with the slightly same appearance. A slight change will do, like a mid- length hair than a very long one,

I was so confused why he was sharing it with me but then, like a puzzle piece clicking into place, it hit me. "Is this why you want me to disguise as her because I look like her?" I seriously asked. Timothee nodded, "Yes, Malia. You exactly just look like her and we need your help to save my crumbling company and Bianca's modeling legacy. We were supposed to get married to save each other's back but then this happened." My head was spinning. I can't take on someone's identity. Pretending to be someone I'm not? It felt wrong like I was stealing a part of her life.

I picked up the bag that I had told Alexa to bring and gave it to Mellisa who raised a confused eyebrow. “Your disguise” I said and she opened the bag to find a wig she could use. Yes, I’m afraid that her face, which is the twin of Morena, can be easily recognised so one way is to disguise herself. It doesn’t hurt to be more cautious, especially in these tenses. conditions, where we can’t trust anyone other than our family. Destine had the idea to make Mellisa unrecognizable, so I quickly asked Alexa to bring some wigs and make-up in different bags when I saw that Mellisa was part of the team that would be visiting my mother.

Our little family. Reaching forward, my fingers touch the screen as I watch the interaction between her and my associates. Based on Nessa's reaction to Ms. Smith as she and Reggie gaze at one another, I can tell that Katelyn was right about the new disguise tech she just developed. Color shifting makeup that can change highlights and contours on demand. Applied evenly, it can be manipulated to give anyone the appearance of another person without plastic surgery or prosthetics--a cosmetic deep-fake that can be changed as quickly as one moves from one room to the next.