Fake Hero Novels & Stories

In them, Hank faked his demise, absconding with our fortune and dooming the company to bankruptcy. Elena and I endured collector torment. I succumbed to the abyss, ending it all, and Elena crossed paths with Hank, who was back from the dead. I'd assumed, despite ditching me, he'd spare his daughter some mercy. But no. He stood idle as Laura's goons dispatched her, not deigning a glance at her broken form. The visions looped for a fortnight until the fake-death date crystallized in my subconscious. Two months remained. I called my brother home, tasking him with a covert donation: 20 integrated incinerators to various crematoriums.

The system chimed, cheerful and cruel as ever. [Main Mission Activated: Become the CEO’s Shield.] [Task: Accept Fake Relationship Proposal.] [Reward: +15 Affection Points. Failure: Host Termination.] Termination. Again. My lips twitched into something that might have been a smile. “Fake boyfriend. Sure, I can do fake. I’m amazing at fake. My whole life is basically fake.” Dream tilted his head slightly, his tone flat. “So you accept.” “Do I even have a choice?”

Something colder. “What did he say?” “That I’m a user,” I said. “That this is fake. That I’m fake.” Alex was silent for a moment. Then he said, “Is any of it true?” The question stung. Even though it was fair. “No,” I said. “But I used to believe it was.” He nodded slowly. “That’s not the same thing.” I studied with him. “You don’t have to defend me.” “I know,” he said. “I want to.”

I swallow the question burning at the back of my throat and keep quiet, letting her continue. “Funnily enough, I had a crush on Liam, Ryder’s brother, first. I liked him so much that I was willing to get into that bet just to prove I had a chance with him, and I did.” She laughs softly, shaking her head. “But it was always Ryder for me.” My stomach twists so sharply that I press my lips together. The fake relationship. The brother. The feelings that were supposed to belong somewhere else. It sounds too fucking familiar. How is this even possible?

Though, I doubted we would be sharing much besides a last name and a vacation to Italy. "That's everything I need. Thank you, Mr and Mrs Cartelli. And congratulations." "Yes, congratulations," the officiant added. I smiled at them as they exited the room, none the wiser to the real situation at hand. We'd completely lied to two people of importance about our love for one another, and it felt like I should be put into a jail cell right away. Or slapped. "Wonderful job, Rosanna," said Leo, once they were gone. "I almost believed you'd had some warning." His smile was sweet but edged, as he glanced at my father.

John said directly, "Just tell me what you want." At this, Frank gave a nervous laugh. "I can't hide anything from you, John bro. I need your help. Z agreed to participate in this year's 'Hero's Challenge' solo competition and has already successfully registered on the official website. Can you find out his true identity with this information?"

Hero seriously asked with his eyes all to Shasha. "Locate me? Why?" Shasha suddenly felt scared. "Dad sent some people to find you, I did also after I normalized myself. They searched the whole city and town where you are and also the neighboring cities," Hero said still staring at Shasha immensely. "I was in Amadore city in one of its town. They can not recognized me maybe because I cut my hair so short and put big moles on my face. So they are looking at someone with my old pics," she seriously blurted out but smiled.

She cuts my remarks off instantly. "Wait, wait, wait. So this guy's dad posted a post for his son? Why?" She laughs loudly. "I think his kid has just recently been cheated on by his fiancée for like two years or something. His dad wants him to be happy again or to help increase his self-worth. I'm simply going to be a rebound. It's perfect. I don't want a meaningful connection with this man, I simply want to be compensated. Guess how much he is prepared to pay me to be his false girlfriend."

I removed my rifle from his forehead and squatted in front of him. Cupping his bleeding chin in my right hand, forcing him to look at me. “Are you fucking dumb? I hate quiet ones.” That’s when mimicking Mark’s tone enraged me. “So you’re the infamous Mafia Boss of DarZ group. Xavier Hill who is in reality Ceo Japhet Lukers,” Mark chuckled. “The face reveal challenge is won by Ceo Japhet Lukers,” his brother Karl laughed.

He plastered her profile with, fake school incidents, club VIP entries, luxury vacations, purchases of designer bags, charity scandals, influencer rumors, random petty gossip, dramatic public breakdowns, paparazzi sightings, drunk escapades, the perfect mask. The perfect decoy. The Elena the world mocked. The Elena no one would believe capable of killing a powerful councilman. Or dismantling a dozen armed men in the dark. Or hacking her way into the NSA database at sixteen. Jace sat back, breathing hard. “Try digging now,” he whispered, smirking darkly. “See what trash you find.” He activated a shield sweep. Anyone who dug deeper would get looped back to Elena’s fake socialite persona. A com