Undertale Glamour Novels & Stories

A curl of shadow leaks from my palms, alive. “Good,” he murmurs, close enough for the word to brush my ear. Kai steps forward next, light to Silas’s dark. Glamour magic, soft gold. He traces sigils in the air, their glow sweet as honey. “Charm the world before it charms you,” he teases. “Pull positivity. Mask the edges.” Warmth floods my chest, light threading through the shadow like morning through fog. The contrast makes me tremble. Then Rhett. Predatory grace, every motion a promise.

The whole place is lit a soft blue light from a great number of strange glowing orbs scattered around the landscaping around us. Honestly, while the Underworld has so far been desolate and brutally impressive, here it’s…quite pretty. Anton gives a little growl that draws my eyes to him and he bumps himself into my side, letting his tongue loll a little as he looks at me.

Her body writhed as Roman’s claws sank into her chest. “Traitor!” Gloria howled. Her voice was a mix of disbelief and anger. Roman’s face was hard. “You’ve served your purpose,” he spat. “This was never your legacy. It’s mine.” But Gloria wasn’t finished. With blood spilling from her mouth, she lifted one trembling hand with her fingers curling as she began muttering words in a language I didn’t understand. Her dark magic surged one last time, wrapping around her and flowing into the distance—toward Gilly.

I could see the blood drained from her face. My eyes lingered on her, Skylar is dressed in an elegant, flowing gown of deep emerald green which is the color of the pack’s symbol, with intricate gold embroidery that signifies her status as the soon-to-be Luna. Her hair is styled in loose waves, dropped down her back, and a delicate tiara rests on her head, a precursor to the crown she is soon to wear. Despite her regal appearance, her eyes betray her anxiety, and her movements are stiff with barely concealed fear which makes me happy.

“Your glamour is working perfectly.” I grimace. “Of course it will work. For the past few years, I have mastered using glamour. Even when I am unconscious, it will never break.” He laughs, and I give him an annoyed look. “I’m serious. Do you doubt my skills?” “Well then, maybe my glamour ain’t very good. When I am unconscious, it will revert.” I roll my eyes in exasperation. “Did someone ever tell you that your skills are any good?” I ask.

However, she couldn’t disguise her anxiety. “Garelt will start with his findings,” Bernard said, giving the spotlight to the hunter next to him. Garelt stepped forward as he cleared his throat. He quickly eyed the map of Glaham hanging on the wall behind Noah. “May I?” he asked gesturing towards it. Bernard nodded and Garelt took out a pencil from his pocket. Illustrating while explainning seemed to be Garelt’s favourite way of making others understand. “As you may all know that Glaham is under protection with glamour as a whole,” he said, drawing a circle around the whole land. “And there are also glamour barriers between one territory and another, a form of boundries to know who lays where

added Reagan. “That’s obvious. You guys practice all these things there.” It was Kai who retorted. The presence of the man had nearly slipped from my consciousness. And yeah about the glamour, he was right. One of the most prevalent abilities of the creatures in Flame Falls was the ability to cast glamour to cause someone to believe or see something that is not true. I should have remembered it before. “The dark arts, I take it?” Reagan said as he held Kai with his eyes. “It’s fun.”

Tora smiled, her heart warm and full and just a little frayed around the edges from lack of sleep. They were crawling. Everywhere. Fast. And neither of them seemed particularly aware of the concept of danger. Or gravity. “Oh, look,” came Chelsea’s amused voice as she stepped through the back door with Ben in tow, holding two bright blue onesies with the words ‘Chaos Goblin #1’ and ‘Chaos Goblin #2’ printed across them. “Just in time to rebrand your tiny gremlins.” “I swear they’ve evolved past ‘baby’ and straight into ‘mini apex predator,’” Tora said, accepting the outfits with a laugh. “Pretty sure Kael tried to challenge the vacuum to a duel yesterday.”

Their booming laugh fills the room and I feel my face get extremely hot. I look at myself in the mirror and I am stunned by the woman staring back at me. She’s gorgeous with a light smokey eye, slight lip stain and highlighted cheekbones. Even the bags under her eyes have gone. That isn’t me surely. Ally is a magician. This has to be pure magic. The smokey eye also doesn’t fit with the floral dress I was planning to wear so I know that Ally has done my makeup to compliment my mystery dress. I walk towards my bed where the dress bag lays and open the zip.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?