Anna Frey Fake Nudes Novels & Stories

"Do you think I'm blind? Do you think I'm a fool?" "Freya, please believe me," he said, his eyes locking onto mine, filled with a desperation I had never seen before. "I would never betray you like that." "Then why is her underwear here, Rafe?" I asked, each word cutting through the air like a dagger. "Why did she say those things if they weren't true? Is humiliating me some kind of game for you two?" "She left it here to make you doubt me," Rafe replied, his voice soft but insistent. "You know how manipulative she can be."

I may have failed to get Ralph’s number the night before, but that’s no longer an issue. Downloading the app, I skillfully make a fake profile under the name Anya before uploading a few retouched and sexy photos of myself. I also make sure to change my age, making it look like I’m some typical fun loving and flirty college girl. Once my page is set, I’m free to browse the other profiles. It doesn’t take me long to find Ralph’s, causing me to laugh at how careless he is. I open his page so I can read over his details, shaking my head as I notice his status is set to “single.”

Inside was a dream; tall walls, open space, windows so big you could see everything yet nothing at all. The isolation of the property both excited and scared me, and the longer I walked around holding Armani’s hand, the more I began to feel a little hopeful again. My concerns over the last day felt silly — presumptuous. Though a part of my brain was still very aware that this could turn sour very quickly, I allowed myself to enjoy this simple few minutes with my fake husband and even smile, just a little bit.

“Public appearances. Joint statements. Romantic paparazzi moments.” “And then we fake-breakup?” “Eventually. Or maybe not.” I stared at him. “You’re enjoying this.” “I enjoy puzzles,” he said. “And right now, you’re the most interesting one in the room.” He buttoned his cuff again and headed for the door. “Sleep tight, fiancée,” he called over his shoulder. And then he was gone. ______________________________________________________________________ I woke up to thirty-two missed calls, three back-to-back headlines, and a group chat explosion titled “ADELAINE WTF?” — in all caps. Zain’s name also pops up. He had the nerve to still text me.

he said, like I was still sixteen, still a girl under his thumb. I didn’t move. Neither did Adrian. Rafael’s mouth curled. “Do you really think this little stunt—” “Isn’t a stunt,” I cut in. “It’s an expose.” I tossed the file Vanessa gave me onto the coffee table. He didn’t touch it. But his eyes flicked once — that flicker of recognition when a man sees a noose he never thought he’d wear. “Fake,” he sneered. “Prove it.” Silence.

I think everyone in the room was eager to find out what Freya wanted to tell us as well, because all of us had been watching us with teeth-gritting patience, without uttering a single word. She walked over to the table and laid the book down on top on top of the wood. All of us leaned down to look at the page, unable to figure out the writings in Latin. But one thing was extremely clear. The image on the pages…it was that of a naked woman in the middle of the forest. Her long hair swayed in the wind, covering her privates and the artist had made her look incredibly beautiful. However, none of that got our attention immediately. What got our attention, was the most prominent feature in the wo

They are Bry’s boyfriends. My wolf growls while I tentatively take another step closer to the door. My eyes widen when a naked Bry comes into view, but he isn’t exactly like what I normally see. His normal look of a man is there, but there is something else there, too. His look, which I’m used to seeing, is fainter, almost as if it is an illusion, but what lies under the normal look of Brayden is something totally different. As the water cascades down and around his body, it outlines a pair of round ample breasts with harden pink nipples. His hand reaches down in between his legs while his eyes are closed and his mouth is slightly ajar.

I think everyone in the room was eager to find out what Freya wanted to tell us as well, because all of us had been watching us with teeth-gritting patience, without uttering a single word. She walked over to the table and laid the book down on top on top of the wood. All of us leaned down to look at the page, unable to figure out the writings in Latin. But one thing was extremely clear. The image on the pages…it was that of a naked woman in the middle of the forest. Her long hair swayed in the wind, covering her privates and the artist had made her look incredibly beautiful. However, none of that got our attention immediately. What got our attention, was the most prominent feature in the wo

Just as I pass a locker though, I notice a poster… a poster having Freya’s face printed on it, which quickly catches my eyes and I stop to read the words written under it. In only seconds of reading, I freeze and my eyes widen. Series of useless words bubbling down to one fucking narrative. ‘… Freya Willow, one of our recent transfer students, was revealed to be a fraud. She’s not really an alpha or a high ranking wolf but actually an Omega changing her status through illegal means.’ “What the fuck?” Lucas comments from reading it right by my side just as shocked as I am. What the fuck is this goddamned exaggeration? I lurch my fist forward, smashing into the filer and locker, in the process

“Sir: Bobby tried to calm the situation. “I don’t mean to infuriate you. Well, maybe I should show you one of her recent pictures, that one is old and dated back to 2025” Bobby moved closer to the man with his tablet and displayed some pictures for the man to see. “These are her recent pictures on I*******m and F******k” He said as he swiped through different photos. “There’s no iota of resemblance between this girl and Kate Freddie” Dr. Bill stood on his point. “Kate Freddie looks more like a black American and had a kind of mixed accent, she’s certainly not the same as this” ***** *********** ************* Cynthia’s eyes opened to see Brandon pointing a gun at her, her body which was previ