Romans & histoires Illumi Disguise

It was the day of the field trip, Maria had to take extra care of her looks and she made sure, not to bind the chest binder tight. She was wearing a simple blue T-Shirt, making sure not to wear anything very dark or very bright to avoid not only those from whom she was hidden but also from her own people since both of them were everywhere. She also wore a puffer denim jacket and lastly a grey newsboy cap to complete the look. 'Wish you luck to get back here alive without being found out by anyone.' Maria said to herself looking in her eyes through the mirror. She went out of the dorm and walked to the campus main ground where the buses were waiting for the students.

His power had been weakened, but he was the Legend. Pale flames licked at the grey sky. Dark smoke rose, twisting and curling. When the wind pushed it toward them, he blinked and wept and rubbed their eyes. He turned his head away, coughing and cursing. A taste of things to come, thought Moriah. Many and more would burn before this war was done. Hadassah was robed all in scarlet satin and blood velvet, her eyes as blue as the great ruby that glistened at her throat as if it too were on sea. "

It was barely a whisper as if just my lips were moving. My eyes go shut due to tiredness in me. I saw a tall frame sprint by me, too quick for me to see. I felt them kneeled beside me. Opening my eyelids midway but not enough to see the face but I heard nothing except loud ringing in my ears. I felt the floor thumping as movements happened. "Help." Too tired and weak I closed my eyes not knowing who it was. And unconscious took over me. Alesso I enter through the nmansion gates disappointed with the rest of my men. Someone had hacked into our security cams, but they were not smart enough as they couldn't access the footage.

A few times I nearly stumbled and got caught but in the end, I managed to sneak into the restaurant they went to have a meal. Yet again, I couldn’t bring myself to fire at her. This woman made me feel like we had known each other all our lives when we had never properly met before. When she smiled, I blanked out. I was certain I had seen that smile somewhere. The timer went off on my phone before I remembered why I was there. Andre had promised to erase the footage so I wouldn’t show up later but I couldn’t trust him. I went to the restroom and put on my disguise of a hoodie and the scarf that covered most of my face, as well as a pair of huge goggles. When I returned, I didn’t go back to my

I say. Marius smirks. His gaze glints with mischief. “That doesn’t need to happen. I can disguise myself as someone unknown, and become one of your bodyguards.” Luckily, one of our house staff has skills in prosthetic makeup. She transforms Marius’ face, making his nose big and his eyes droopy. Marius also wears contacts to change his eye color from gold to blue. My jaw drops in awe as Marius has become unrecognizable! “So what’s your next plan?” he asks.

Emma's face turned pale with panic, and she immediately tried to stop Maverick. "Maverick, whatever this gift is, it can wait! The priority now is the shares!" But she was already too late—Maverick had opened the folder. Dozens of photos spilled out onto the table. In the pictures, Emma looked nothing like the delicate, innocent woman she pretended to be in front of him. Instead, she had heavy smoky eye makeup and was dressed in revealing outfits as she partied at various high-end clubs abroad with different men.

At last, we emerged from the tunnel’s mouth, the cool night air washing over us like everything was alright with my world. The forest was quiet, save for the rustling of leaves in the wind. Eira pointed towards the edge of the clearing. “The cottage is over there,” she whispered. “Go now, Bella. Do not hesitate and do not try to stay a moment later there.” I turned, my gaze meeting Eira’s. “Thank you so much, Eira. I love you so much and I will always be indebted to you.”Eira nodded, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. “You must go, Bella, NOW! And you must not return.” Eira quickly took a scarf and some of her old maid clothes to cover me up as a disguise, so no one would notice it's me. S

My chest tightens with a recognition I can’t place. I reach the door and pause. Through the gap, I see a bed angled toward the window, blinds drawn but leaking thin bands of early light. Machines stand sentinel, their screens alive with quiet green waves. And on the bed...... It’s me. I stop breathing. The figure lies perfectly still, and hair spread like a dark fan across the pillow. A pale blanket rises and falls with each slow inhale. The face, my face, holds the colour of morning milk. Eyes closed, Lips parted just enough to catch the soft hiss of oxygen.

“You look like a pedophile trying to sell candy, Mira. What the hell is with the mustache?” She shoved the small black kit into my hands fast, glancing over her shoulder. “Shut up, it’s part of the disguise, okay? Makes me look more masculine. And lower your voice, dumbass, we’re not exactly invisible here.” I stuffed the kit into my backpack quickly fresh suppressants, new binding tape that wouldn’t chafe as bad, a couple hormone patches, and the little spray that kept my scent locked down for another two weeks. “You’re late. I’ve been standing here like a creep for ten minutes.”

We told him to come pick us up at the Illusion World, the club few blocks away from our campus and far from Damiel’s estate where I feel very confident Damiel has no power. I don’t always want to keep running to him for assistance. It’s high time everyone around me knows I’ve been training in secret to take good care of myself without anyone’s intrusion. Mattfield not seeming to notice the lie dropped us off at Illusion World. Dailey stretched forth his hands to take off my face veil— When I swatted away his hand, giving him the look that says— What the fuck?