Undertale Glamour Novels & Stories

But now, being what basic she-wolves would call pretty, would come very in hand. The spell seemed to work exceptionally well. As Stine explained, glamour spells aren’t like Photoshop and we couldn’t exactly pick and choose how I would look in the end. It was more like those chocolate eggs filled with a surprise that pixies sell in the Spring Equinox. I loved them when I was pup, because you never knew what would come from it — from a toy, a crystal to a magic hiccuping frog. Anything could jump, sometimes literally, from it.

"Returning jewelry you've bought disgraces us all! The Bloodmoon Pack's reputation is being trampled by you!" "Take it back! I won't return it!" Sabrina, catching her breath, lunged at Ulrik. Her silver-gray claws gleamed as she pummeled his chest, her sulfurous pheromones erupting like flames. Ulrik stood rigid, unfazed by her assault. His face was a mask of indifference, and his cedar pheromones hung heavy, frozen and unyielding. He was sick of this life. Gloria stood dazed, checks in hand, tears forgotten.

“It’s a crutch. The people coming after me aren’t going to wait while you get me off so I can fight back.” “It’s a starting point,” Vergel countered. “From there, you’ll learn how to call it forth and channel it at will.” When she didn’t answer, he gently tipped her face up with a finger under her chin. There was a glint in his eyes, now a vibrant purple instead of grey with the partial release of his Glamor, that set her heart to racing. “Should Finn join me in touching you?” Pearl didn’t catch her reaction in time to hide it. Shadows seeped from her skin in thick tendrils to wrap around them, coiling up their bodies like vines. The Air around her thickened and began to swirl, fluttering th

He seemed somewhat disappointed but challenging at the same time as that perfect arched eyebrow rose again in question as he looked down his perfect nose at her. “I suppose not, but what’s the dress code? You pureblood vamps are always so goddamn glamorous and expensive.” “Oh, don’t worry about that…I can fix what you are wearing for tonight with a glamour spell…just say you’ll come…please.” He trailed his fingers up from her chin, along her jawline and then seductively tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. His ice blue eyes sparkling with a daring sexiness that Kat found absolutely irresistible. Just like every other female that looks into those eyes no doubt…

The woods were tall, dark, and unnatural—bent in ways no tree should bend, like the land itself had warped under the weight of whatever ruled it now. It was the most sinister place I’d ever seen. Valen raised a hand, releasing a quiet puff of shadowy smoke that dispersed into the air, barely visible. Just a breath of it—and suddenly, everything around us shifted. The world dulled. Our forms flickered for a heartbeat, and then we vanished from visible sight. Glamour. It was the safest way to move. Not perfect. But better than walking blind or risking being spotted by an Algoth or another of Kyante's minion.

As I was lost in thought, a notification from the system suddenly popped out. [Player has earned the approval of fifty ghouls with her cooking. Would you like to spend 500 points to upgrade your talent items?] I happily swallowed the bite of pierogi still in my mouth and hit Confirm. [Talent items: A set of D-Rank kitchen utensils (upgradeable), able to create culinary concoctions that even ghouls can taste. Taste factor +10%. Cleansing probability +10%] The new boost confused me. Cleansing? What was that?

She seems so sweet, and I don’t know anyone who could get kidnapped and not walk away traumatised. She nods, “Yes, I saw her when we arrived in Longsang, and I heard her fighting with the Emperor.” Those words make her wince, and I try to continue past this subject. I need her help, so the last thing I want is to make her uncomfortable around me by triggering bad memories. “What you saw was a glamour,” I explain. “A glamour?” She asks in confusion. “It’s a spell to make someone look like another,” Amelia says, her interest clearly piqued.

She did not even know all the hotkeys–let alone things like cast delays or talent builds. "I think-" She stammered, fingers twisting nervously in the hem of the Chanel dress that was not even hers. "I think you should pick Frost Shield. "At least it helps you survive." She tried to sound confident, offering what seemed like a reasonable answer. Cedric's expression turned cold immediately. I let out a quiet, merciless laugh. "That's a useless talent only beginners under level thirty would choose. "Moonlight Glow is called the number one mage for a reason–max damage, perfect positioning, zero defensive talents.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

After our little duel the aura from the envoy of the underworld began to slowly seep out of the Mane Six, Sunset Shimmer & Starlight Glimmer and form into an inkling “so you’re Arnold right?” it said “yes I’m Arnold but who are you?” I asked. “I’m Julieta Cabal, the envoy of the underworld.” suddenly I heard a roar of a crimson dragon so I turned around and saw the crimson dragon “and that’s my older brother Gutierrez Tafalla “hey Arnold” said Gutierrez “hey Gutierrez and Julieta. What are you doing here?” I asked “we are here to merge our powers with yours” said Julieta I put my right hand at the Gutierrez, the Crimson Dragon “Crimson Dragon, the power of good” then I point my left hand at