Substitute Novels & Stories

𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓝𝓾𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻: 𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓘’𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰… Then it shows typing and another line of message appears.

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ on a different note please read my other book a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden on goodnovel ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞

I asked, changing the subject. “Everything’s coming up dry. Does this kid even exist?” I took a seat and clicked open the live feed on my tablet, switching to Billie’s room. “Yes, perhaps very well hidden. The foster son could have been a threat, so the parents made sure no one could find him.” On the screen, Billie reached under her pillow and pulled out a small black box. She opened it carefully. Inside rested the pink vibrator wand she’d bought earlier. “Will call later,” Silas said. “Gotta attend a meeting.”

But halfway through carrying her off, he suddenly turned back and tossed a sentence at me. "If you’re that ungrateful, then get lost. I’ve found a better replacement—no need to keep a filthy, disobedient, defective product like you around!" Alana had just come of age, her mind still immature, and since she had never seen Helen in person, her excitement led her to truly believe this woman was her mother. But Alex was different. What he valued was that this woman looked even more like Helen—and had a younger, fresher body. In a way, it was almost… “devotion,” wasn’t it?

A punishment disguised as bridal. When she looked in the mirror, she didn’t see a bride. She saw a substitute. The car came at 8:00 AM. Same black Maybach. Same driver in a black suit. The church was empty again. Just like he wanted it. And at the altar, waiting, was the man who would collect his debt one day, one rule, one broken piece of her at a time.

Bailey stood there hesitating silently. "Maddie’s been sent back. Her system malfunctioned. The manufacturer said her emotional module overloaded, so she was returned for repairs." Sent back. The words echoed through my mind without settling anywhere. The AI sister who had infiltrated our home when I was fourteen—the one who took over my room, my place, and my entire existence—had simply been returned. She had been sent back, treated as nothing more than a flawed commodity returned to its maker in a shipping crate. Bailey slowly walked to my bedside with leaden strides. After standing there for several seconds, he suddenly crouched down and buried his face in his hands.

With each phrase he spoke, my chest clenched a little more. "When you saw me on Television, did the only thing you really see in me was Liliana, your wife and not Zaniyah Moore who was your childhood friend?" If I had believed that nothing could be more painful than what he had spoken before, I would not have imagined that his refusal to give me my expected answer would have driven a knife further into my chest. "It's always been Liliana, Zaniyah. I only take you here because I want you to be her substitute. I want you to be my substitute wife."

Alina was aggiated and anxious when Jordana reach her. "What is it dear " Jordana getting in tuned with Alina's agitation asked. " Mom, I have found out about a secret file encoded on another file but it found deposited on a bank account." Alina said. The account number is given and the bank name." "So what is the problem dear? Come on let's get it." Jordana said enthusiastically. "The problem is, Mom. The bank doesn't exist anmore." Alina said in distressed.

“All our problems will be solved if Elena got married to Asher in my place. With their influence, Dad, you can get your company back and we don’t have to worry about getting blacklisted or being harmed. It’ll be a win for us all, and everyone will be happy.” “Wait what? What the hell are you talking about?” I looked simultaneously at their faces, confused. “Julia is right.” Janet nodded as she wiped off her tears, turning to me. “Elena, you have to be the substitute bride and get married in your sister’s place to Asher Walton.”

I was just the substitute bride. Movements from my right suddenly made my thoughts stop. Sensations immediately erupted on my skin and I held my breath when my shoulders bumped into Alpha Logan’s hot skin. His entire frame almost covered me because of how large he was as he scooted closer. “Let’s sleep for now and face the changes tomorrow. Don’t worry too much.” The bed dipped and I closed my eyes when I felt him suddenly kiss my forehead. My heart beat faster. “Good night.” ”Good night… Logan,” I mumbled, feeling light and already rested.