Anastasia Imposter Novels & Stories

"They seems to be a head of us , within a second something is definitely off with them and someone among us " "What did you mean ?"Anastasia asked, "That wouldn't be you, will it ?"I asked staring at her suspiciously. "Me , what? How? Make me understand whatever it is you are referring to "She Said, staring at me like her kife depends on me. "Oh ,They figure you out and now you think Im the culprit,toh toh as always You would also be a clone"She yelled. "Don't swear at Me Anastasia"I shouted and she curse under her breath.

This was my golden ticket. But how can he be trusted? “How do I know you’ll keep to the end of your bargain?” Alexander's smile widened and this time, triumphant. He knew he had won and gotten my attention. “You have no choice but to see for yourself.” I swallowed hard, hoping I wasn’t getting into a trap. He brought his hand for me to take. “This is just the beginning. To get our revenge, you’ll become something no one will ever see coming. You’ll be my imposter.”

"Hmmkay? Calm down, why'd you just let them barge in my schedule? You usually don’t allow that, and I preferred it that way. I'm not a fan of pop-up meetings" Her jaw dropped with my statement. Why? Did I say something wrong? "Anastasia, are you serious right now? Tell me where in the world are you living?" "Whaat? Did I say something weird? It's just a perfume brand we are seeing, I think we can just reschedule that. I'd rather have a body massage than a business meeting before another movie interview later."

"Stop with all your nonsense! You're just the orphan daughter left behind by my cousin! I was kind enough to take you in and raise you, but you're still not satisfied!" Her declarations undoubtedly made it seem like Tanya was the real daughter of the Gould family while I was a lowly impostor. Those who had attacked me earlier couldn't wait to come forward and curry favor by making their earlier contributions known. "You're finally here, Mrs. Gould! If you came any later, that impostor would've beaten Tanya up to death by now!" "Exactly! She was so cruel too! She even wanted to hit Tanya. Who knew what would've happened if we didn't do our best to protect Tanya?"

Spotting me, she smirked and sauntered over. "Well, if it isn't Mary," she said, her voice dripping with mockery. "Aren't you pushing thirty soon? Still single, I hear. Regretting your decision, perhaps?" Her smug grin widened. "Too bad Cain's engaged now. Even if you wanted to join the Bassett family, you'd only manage as a mistress." I met her gaze coolly. "Brenda, you should remember that your crime of impersonation could still land you in prison for a good, long time if I so wished."

“Who are you? What’s your business here?” “I need to speak with your leader Lucian, I presume,” I replied smoothly, mimicking Anastasia’s voice and posture. He eyed me warily. “And who are you?” “Anastasia,” I lied, offering a faint smile. He hesitated, then nodded. “Wait here.” Minutes later, a tall, broad-shouldered man emerged, unmistakably Lucian. His stance screamed alpha, though tainted with bitterness like someone who once had everything and lost it all.

“Let her go, Cedric! What are you doing?” I release Princess Vivian, and she falls to the ground, pallid. Bella crouches next to her to help her up. Bella glares at me. “What are you doing? She’s the queen!” I look at her with hatred in my eyes. When she sees it, she flinches, and I notice the flicker of guilt on her face. “The queen? She’s not the queen. Where is Leanna?” Bella straightens up, lifting her chin. “This is Princess Vivian, the true Princess Vivian. I imprisoned the impostor. She escaped, but I’m having people track her down. This is the woman meant to be your mate. She has royal blood—”

She dropped her hands and raised her eyebrows. "Why do I feel like you're desperately trying to convince yourself that I'm a whore? I demanded. Anastasia rolled her eyes, "oh please, why would I do that? You are a loose girl who couldn't keep it in her pants and now everyone knows." I clapped my hand excitedly. "There... You just did it again. It almost seemed like you were trying to project who you are to me." I smirked. Her eyes blazed and she slapped me. "How dare you?" She barked.

“You didn’t warn me that she is going to be a hard nut to crack. Her love for her dead husband is damning. That man should have been mine. I should have been the one sitting in her place now.” Oh, I know her. Jocelyn. But who is she talking to? I didn’t want to interrupt their conversation so I placed my leg on the seat and listened to them. You might say that this is eavesdropping but I am doing it for a good cause. “I am sorry ma’am and I do think that Anastasia is getting suspicious.” Even she was familiar but I couldn’t place a face to the voice. “I don’t care. I paid you to do a job and you are not doing it. I am sick of sleeping with that psycho, he will be satisfied only if we get her

“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s my fault I was shocked to see the boy who’d hug my legs not too long ago now a fully grown man.” “You’ve seen me since I was a child,” Armani dismissed, pulling my hair back from my shoulder. I naturally turned my head to look at him, still trying to hide my dismay. “May we get back to it?” Gianna huffed again. “I suppose. Make sure you come back soon, though.” She winked at me. “I’m sure you’ll be able to convince him.” I couldn’t help but mimic her smile. “I’ll t-try.”