Black Imposter Among Us Novels & Stories

"Can't you see it has become dangerous for you? First, there's that whackjob who keeps digging into you, and now we find out someone is impersonating Cassius." I scoffed, rolling my eyes as I leaned back against the headboard. "That bitch? She's a piece of cake. I can handle her. It’s not the first time I’ve dealt with people like her, Xan. You know I’ve faced worse. And about the imposter—aren’t you supposed to find out who he is?" I said, stretching my legs out while keeping an eye on the door. Xander groaned. "Do I look like a detective?"

He said, gesturing with his hand. Then I knew that the imposter was the Stephen I saw at the beach. His mouth then opened wide and I could see a fork tongue coming out slowly and he had multiple teeth around and his eyes turned dark. “Since you refuse to believe me, I will eat you alive.” He said, ready to attack me.

The tattoos disappeared on Kai’s hand, followed by the familiar smile as he greeted, “Hello, Arya.” This is not Zef, nor Kai, Who the hell is this impostor? I gritted my teeth, fighting back. I was able to land a hit and make the imposter faint for a few seconds. Alpha Kamilah and Alpha Magnus later appeared upon hearing the commotion, with Gusev, who arrived in time. We managed to get the impostor locked up in the dungeon. And although that matter has been a bit solved, I couldn’t forget the last thing I heard from the impostor.

The three of them burst into laughter. Location: Unknown Time: Unknown “The Personifid is real. It goes by the name of Temi Johnson,” General Otunba said with a sly smile. He leaned back in his seat, legs crossed. His companion dressed in black from head to toe; black suit, black shoes, black hat and black gloves. “It looks like Yomi was not raving after all.” The man looked down at the images of the teenage black girl with an amused smile. “You say they are leaving the country?”

Zion frowned. "What have you done? I feel disgusted to even talk about it." Mr. Black rubbed his face before speaking, "You tried to rap a girl. I feel so ashamed. How can you forget with your IQ of 150+ that you have a wife? How can you be so low?" With that the colours on his face faded. That bitch made a complaint against him. She hasn't learnt her lesson yet. "Mom, give me Hannah's phone number." They heard him saying.

Confronted with the video evidence and an intense police interrogation, Mason—caught completely off guard—finally confessed to killing Jason. Both brothers had a large following, so this incident quickly drew widespread public attention online. At the same time that Mason confessed, Gloria immediately posted a video to clear her name. After Mason's arrest, she promptly made off with all his money, abandoned Margaret on the streets, and then disappeared without a trace. In her video, she claimed that she had also been deceived by Mason, tearfully insisting she had no knowledge whatsoever that he was impersonating her husband. She even sobbed dramatically, condemning Mason's deeply immoral beh

Another added, "Exactly! Just look at the scale of this event. It's obvious who the real son is. You spent all these years building things for someone else, but now, you've got nothing." "Why don't you beg me? Maybe I'll offer you a job." One of them sneered. "We happen to need a security guard, and you look decent enough. All you have to do is stand at the door, and you'll get eight thousand dollars a month. How about it?" My gaze swept over them, and I scoffed. "No wonder your families would rather raise their illegitimate kids than hand the companies over to you." As soon as my words settled, their faces twisted with rage. They were just about to come at me when Kenneth appeared, so they

"You've outlived your usefulness. The board is secured. The assets transferred. We don't need either of you anymore." For the first time, genuine fear crossed the imposter's face. "But you said—" "I lied." Kang shrugged. "You're a copy. A tool. Did you really think you mattered?" The guards raised their weapons. Chaewon grabbed the syringe, moved beside the fake. "We need to go. Now." The imposter looked at her, confused. "Why are you helping me?" "Because nobody deserves to die thinking they don't matter." An explosion shattered the east wall. Two mirrors. One reflection. And only one will survive to see the dawn.

My side burned with every step but I kept going. We reached the edge and stopped. Liam was still there. My father held him by the back of his shirt. The imposter stood a few feet away holding a gun. She saw us and smiled. “You’re both here,” she said. “How predictable.” My father looked at me. “You should have stayed away.” I took a step forward. “Let him go.” The imposter raised her gun toward Liam. “One more step and he goes over.” Damien moved beside me. “You kill him and you have nothing left to bargain with.”

Two years ago, a car explosion outside an expensive restaurant in Guadalajara left behind ash, and DNA evidence confirming the death of Xitllali De La Rosa. The world believed the submissive, quiet wife of the city’s most brutal mafia enforcer was gone forever. In reality, Xitllali planned her own death, and she fled into the misty highlands of Chiapas, changed her name, and started over. She opened a small floral shop and tried to build the quiet life she'd always wanted. For two years, it worked. Until the afternoon the bell above her shop door rings, and the ghost of her past steps inside. Guillermo, the husband she ran away from, came before her. She was expecting a bullet to the hea