Novel & Cerita Illumi Disguise

“Is there any difference? Am I recognizable?” Melissa nodded, a sad expression clouding her face. “That’s because you are aware of the disguise,” I said adamantly, turning back to the mirror to search for loopholes in my facade. It wasn’t just my hair I worked on; I had added black highlights under my eyes and a concealer on my lips to make myself look exhausted. Following a video I watched online, I had even altered my eye shape, changing my doe eyes into siren ones. For the final step, I used lenses to switch my emerald eyes to honey brown.

The laughter slowly died down and left us in a comfortable silence. "Ginger, you came . . . " I murmured as I held her at an arm's length and admired her petite figure. She looked gorgeous in her lavender coloured tank top and black skinny jeans with ankle boots. Her bouncy, red curls was let loose as it wildly reached till her breasts. On the other hand, I still wore the black wig, feigned glasses and my dull blouse with a plain skirt. This was going to be the last time that I would ever wear the ugly disguise since once I would reached England, I would throw this wig and glasses forever.

I said “Wait” she said before adjusting my necklace “Perfect, now you can” she said When I looked in the mirror, I couldn't recognize myself, my hair was curled, my eyebrows looked perfect, my eyelashes were fixed nicely, and my lipstick was shiny red. I wore a gold and black off-the-shoulder dress that stopped at my knee, with glass heels, a diamond necklace, and earrings that match my bracelet. “Not bad Jasmine” I said “Not bad, seriously”

I gulped hard. He raised his staff at me. “You’ll just feel a little sting in your head, miss Elffire.” He looked above my head. “Let’s do this quick, ok? We weren’t expecting an intruder. I planned so much for this evening. I am so happy it ended so soon,” Illumi chuckled. “The fate has indicated something unexpected tonight. It sure will be very useful information for our experiment. Oh, I should stop talking…” Illumi parried away Ruin’s mana with a swish of his staff. He flicked his staff towards Ruin and Kian and the air around the two blasted as if it were made up of vaporized diesel.

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.

Alice gave me a small nod, her sadness from earlier still shadowing her features. --- We left headquarters disguised, layers of clothes and wigs that itched against my scalp, makeup muting the angles of my face until I barely recognized myself in the mirror. We walked out in silence, every step cautious. The world outside felt hostile, every shadow, suspicious. An unmarked car waited near the curb. Damon opened the back door for me, his expression unreadable beneath the false beard he wore. Alice slid in beside me, her features softened with prosthetics that made her look like someone else entirely.

The color drained from her face like someone had pulled a plug, leaving her skin ashen and waxy. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head back and forth. Her free hand pressed against the wall as if she might collapse without its support. “That’s not possible. It can’t be possible.” I pulled away another section of the disguise, revealing more of my true features. My real nose, the scar above my left eyebrow from a childhood accident Uma had helped me tend. “Please don’t scream,” I begged, working faster now. “Please, Uma. Just let me—” The last piece of glamour came away in my hands, and I let it flutter to the floor like discarded skin.

he said with a stern voice, finally releasing my hand. He’d held it so tight, I felt a sting of pain. I instinctively rubbed my wrist and shifted a little away. I glanced behind me to check if the door was properly locked—my disguise couldn’t afford discovery now. Then I turned back to him and said, “I found you wounded and brought you to this village… but this village only allows couples to enter. So I had no choice but to pretend that we were one and my name is Pearl.” Even as I said those words, my cheeks flushed. Why was it suddenly hard to breathe?

They looked like ancient fortifications designed to keep the weak out while allowing only the strongest to enter. Just standing in front of them made her feel small. Frank leaned closer. “Now would be a good time to become a guy again.” Daniela nodded. Josephine. Her wolf answered immediately. Within seconds, the familiar ache spread across her face as the disguise returned. Frank stared at her all over again. He shook his head with a grin. “I still can’t get used to that.” Together they walked toward the entrance. By the time they reached the gates, the morning sun was high overhead.

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