Anastasia Imposter Novels & Stories

“It wasn’t real.” Anastasia stopped walking. “Wait… what?” “Our relationship,” he said. “It was fake.” She stared at him and then at him . “Excuse me?” He rubbed the back of his neck. “It was just to keep Lustre away,” he explained. “I thought if she believed I was already with someone, she would stop trying.” Anastasia’s mouth fell open. “You’re joking.” “I’m not.” She turned to me fully this time . “You agreed ?”

[WARNING: TRIGGER WARNING CONTENTS!] Rostam Clawmark and Greko Blazul: "!!!" "No way! No way! That is a lie!" Anastasia, who discarded her mate, stomped her broken foot repeatedly as she stripped any soft countenance, revealing her crazy personality to the thousands of beasts she had seduced throughout to march for her bidding. "This all a bad dream! You're a pathetic woman! You should be a cannon fodder, a human furnace for us—the chosen ones! I dreamed of your demise over and over again! Why is it different? Why?"

“You can mock all you want, Juliet. At least it wasn’t me who sold my brother and found my father’s head in the iron gates.” Juliet sneered, her teeth gritting that I can see her fangs all the way here. “You’ve always been a stupid piece of shit, Anastasia. I doubt even Alpha Cain will want you.” “Am I though?” I simply shrugged and brushed an invisible dust on my sleeve. “For all I know I’m not the one who lied in front of a mind-reading Alpha and sold out her brother just so she can have a nice, cheap apartment.” “At least I have an apartment.” She pretended to look at her nails. Her nails, clean and manicured. No sign of heavy labor.

It was lucky she was alone, otherwise Anastasia would have made a fool of herself. Now her hopes of becoming Mrs. Quirino were completely dashed. 'What am I lacking?' Anastasia asked herself. 'And who made Antony decide to stop making me his pretend lover?' She continued silently as she fixed her makeup. 'Is that bitch prettier than me?' she asked squinting. 'Or is that bitch from a rich family that Antony thinks is worthy of a new companion?' Anastasia's mind was still racing.

Anastasia's POV I stormed out of the office, my hands trembling and my heart pounding with anger and hurt. Tears blurred my vision, but I fought to keep them back. Stephanie's words echoed in my mind, a relentless reminder of Antonio’s betrayal. We had been the envy of everyone, an ideal couple, or so I thought. Now it felt like everything had been a cruel joke. Why hadn't I seen the truth sooner? Antonio's deception cut deeper than I could have imagined.

" I looked at the ring that Dean was wearing. I could tell with a single glance that it had a vintage design. It was likely that he had worn it for a long time since there were obvious signs of wear and tear. "Does she suspect her daughter-in-law of being an impostor?" Dean shook his head. "No. She only thinks of Jeremy and me as monsters. But if we really are monsters, there's no way that Francesca won't notice. Lydia's just acting like a madwoman because she's getting old." Lydia suddenly became emotional upon hearing Dean's words. "Don't listen to him, Dr. Simmons! These two monsters definitely stole my husband's and son's identities! They're pretending to be them so they can stay by my s

Draven said to Anastasia. “Imposter?” Anastasia asked. “Yes, the imposter. My brothers and I have been trying our best to find the imposter,” Draven said to Anastasia. Anastasia's countenance fell immediately and Draven began wondering what could be wrong. “What is Anastasia?”Draven asked Anastasia. She was quiet for a while before she finally opened her mouth to speak. “I feel shocked. I can't even believe that Hannah wasn’t my friend. I thought she was my best friend,” Anastasia said, spilling all her thoughts.

” I nodded , hesitantly ;” my goodness Anna , please be careful “ she warned me and I nodded with a smile My aunt had nothing to worry about that , I’m not the kind of girl who sleeps with guys on the first date , nor the second or the third It was gonna take a long time for me to give my virginity to someone , I had standards and principles , I’m nothing without them And if Damon Sorrentino thought I was gonna give in so easily for him , he has another thing coming D A M O N “ Anastasia Gilbert “ I was in my villa , sitting in my desk , my blouse’s buttons were opened , a glass of bourbon in my hand , muttering Anna’s name It felt like a melody She had me wrapped around her finger , for now

There seemed to be a dark stain on her beige top, and her entire face looked swollen. "Follow me, quick!" I screamed. My hand found the rice I'd wrapped in red paper the day before, and I hurled it at her. She seemed startled and took a step back. "Piper, it's me, Roxie. I'm not going to hurt you," she insisted. "I'm here to help you escape." "Stop lying to me! I saw the news! You went missing a long time ago! The cops said you're dead," I shrieked, spiraling into a panic.

"You are lying!" I turn to him with all the conviction in the world to defend my friend. I walk a few steps towards him in a moment of shock. This bastard has to be lying. Anastasia would never do that to me… would she? "She’s not like you” I assure you. "Ana, please come in" is all he says, sporting a horrifying smile. And then I watch the world fall at my feet as the door is unlocked and opened. Anastasia enters the office as if she were another person, someone completely unknown to me. His posture is low, his gaze is calm, his clothes are not very elaborate and his expression is dead.