Disguise Pen Sailor Moon Novels & Stories

Opening my eyes, I could see that my hair color had grown darker, black as night, so different from my usual lighter brown. That black was the color of Luna’s fur. This was the disguise I had to adopt when appearing as a doctor. After tying up my hair, Caterina handed me the finishing touch to my disguise—a white domino mask that hid my eyes, cheekbones, and the shape of my nose. "There you are," Caterina said, smiling. She pulled me in for a quick hug. "Welcome back, my genius Healer." "Thank you," I said, "but you know I’m only going to do this again until I can earn back my savings."

she pretty much screamed making me deaf in one ear while pulling me into a bone breaking hug. Standing in my closet looking at us in the mirror with Lily straightening out her light pink dress completed with her tan skin, hugging her curves perfectly. With her platinum blonde hair with slight curls in it. Being the future Luna of Opal moon she has to look gorgeous because her father still thinks she needs to find her mate.

Mason had a look of disapproval. “Mason! Aren't you tired of this whole drama? The sooner I get things done the better. I can't wait for us to go back home, the air here reeks of hostility.” I persuaded him. I removed the gown I was putting on, under it I had a transparent gown. Perfect to act as a disguise. His guards would think I was his mistress. Mason had this look of disapproval but I ignored him and walked towards Hayden’s quarters. His quarters looked different from every other person’s own.

Maybe those elemental sorcerers would hunt me eventually. I reached for an article from the Sorcerer Council—a thick journal full of stiff formal language, but one line made my breath hitch: Some level 8 Hydros sorcerers can create total concealment mist capable of masking footsteps, aura signatures, and even heartbeat. That was… exactly like Morpheus. His disguise spell when we arrived at the pack house had made us completely undetectable—even to the wolves. I stretched back in the chair, picking up the tea Dalila had brought fifteen minutes ago. My gaze fell to old tabloids and newspapers spread across the table.

“The transport is here. They’re wearing the crest of the Crescent Moon. But there’s another scent on them. Something… cold.” I felt a chill run down my spine. Cold. I finished the suture, the "Silver Rot" plague finally neutralized in the patient before me. I peeled off my surgical gloves and turned to the mirror. The woman staring back was a stranger to the girl who had been kicked into the mud five years ago. My hair, once a dull brown, had turned into a shimmering cascade of moonlight silver—the true mark of the Lunar Bride. My eyes were no longer wide and pleading; they were sharp, calculating, and framed by a mask of black lace that I never took off in public.

"Don't blame us. You're the one who went missing all on your own when you were a child. Isn't it normal that we don't have any affection for you?" Gerard covered Anna's eyes. "She's going to become really ugly, so we can't let her scare Anna." Then, together, they pushed me into the sea, watching as I sank slowly into the depths. Suddenly, a blood moon appeared above the sea, and the sound of countless beasts howled beneath its surface. The moment the disguise mask shattered, I heard my boss's familiar voice. "Back to work?" I nodded, before rising from the sea. My hair flowed like seawater, my features as delicately sculpted as a porcelain doll, not the fish head that they all expected.

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

I prayed, not even so surely what I was begging for clearly. The moment I heard the rejection from her lips, I knew my chance to get her back would be very small. Still, I still hoped that she’d eventually forgive me and stay with me as my wife… Hoping that she’d still love me at the end of all this. But when she looked at that camera with conviction, my heart almost stopped. Firmly, she answered, “Yes, majority of the rumors are true. Indeed, I disguised myself as an Omega and later on became the Luna of Dark Moon Pack to be with Alpha Kylian.”

The restraint was clearly killing her. "Did Evelyn ever mention I was the one who did her disguise?" She finally burst out, the words coming fast like she'd been holding them back with physical effort. "The prosthetics and makeup before she went back to Moon Pack? It was some of my best work. Changed her whole face structure. You'd never know it was her unless you really, really looked." I glanced at her without turning my head. "Evelyn and I aren't exactly best buddies." "But you want the same thing."

“Five moons so be it.” We stood outside at the entrance of the prestigious white peak mountain Pack covered in our impressive disguise, our hair painted with fake dried dyes, our dresses resembling those of the guests invited and our skin tanned and oiled profusely. My face was altered with cosmetics. Fidelis has given us every clothes we need and where the podium was located at the time and what we must do to avoid being caught as our images are plastered all over the town with the treason tag. We can’t risk being discovered the crowd will have a piece of us before the Alpha will. The fury in these people and the lies they’ve been fed with is mountainous, and dangerous and the one who has c