Faking It With The Ex-navy Seal Novels & Stories

After winning 20 million dollars in the lottery, I immediately quit my job and head to the hospital. Having worked as a programmer at a major company for over a decade, I've accumulated a host of health problems, such as hemorrhoids, cavities, chronic gastritis, cervical spondylosis, and more. I get treated for everything at one go, and the pain is so bad that I can barely even walk. My aunt, Jessica Davidson, happens to see me like that and spreads rumors about me having stage-4 cancer and barely hanging on in the ICU. My relatives all send me well-wishes on my social media accounts. I don't bother clarifying myself because I'm too distracted by the pain, and also, I'm too busy recoveri

On my birthday, the family's fake heiress threw herself into the sea. She left a suicide note saying she was giving me back my rightful place in the family. I'd already spent every day in the Carter house walking on eggshells, and in a single moment her death dropped me straight into hell. My parents hated me. "We brought you back into this family and gave you everything. Was that still not enough for you? Why couldn't you let her stay?" My brother blamed me. "You were raised in foster care like some wild animal. You don't belong in this family at all. Chloe was the one who begged us to bring you home. Don't you have an ounce of gratitude?" Not one of them mentioned that my life of suppo

Cleared his throat and began. “Gist: The CEO of the Ocean Group of companies, who always brags about being a man of integrity, investigation shows he has no legitimate wife. The woman and child on his I*******m are paid models just to give the outside world the impression that he is a responsible man and that his company is safe and secure. Investors, this is up to you. # Fake life, everywhere.” Gilbert paused. “Gentlemen, you all heard what Gilbert just poured out.”

I turned to leave, but something hit my leg, and I went flying to the floor—my bag flew to another angle, all my papers scattered around. My papers. Oh my God. My secret is out. I scrambled to get up and pick them, but Delaney beat me to it. “Give me… back… my papers.” I said in a shaky breath. But the universe was not on my side as she started reading it out loud. My heart beats along with each letter. Why can't I be lucky for once? “Every time I watch him practice shirtless, drenched in sweat, gripping his stick like he was born to ruin things… I touched myself under the bleachers, praying the guilt will feel worse than the high.”

“With respect, Your Honor, that seal was filed under procedural irregularity.” “That’s not accurate.” “It is now.” Reeves swore under his breath. “They’re rewriting in real time.” The navy-suited woman’s fingers flew across her tablet. “It’s not a broadcast,” she said. “It’s authenticated. Credentials verified. Biometric pass.” She looked at me. “Your clearance is active.” “That’s impossible,” I said. “You just suspended it.” “We did.” The tailored man’s expression darkened. “They’re running a parallel identity.” The figure on screen slid the folder toward the judge.

“This is strange. They're supposed to have sent it by now. What's stopping them? I know the power of the seal. It should have compelled them to send us replies, even if they don't want to.” “That's why I'm here, Sire. I wanted to tell you something about the seal.” “Go ahead.” “The seal is fake.” He revealed, and Dexter gasped. “What! What do you mean by "the seal is fake?” He asked. The man brought the seal out and a piece of paper. “I didn't notice this earlier, but I found out today. The real seal has Red ink, but this one has pink ink,” He stamped the paper and Dexter Blake's eyes widened. “Also, most of the Details weren't gotten. It looks almost like the real one, but it's a fake. Elde

“I guess you were too eager to notice that the seal on the documents I gave you was a fake.” I clenched my fists, fury boiling in my veins. I grabbed the file I signed, flipping through it. Sure enough, the seal is nothing more than an imitation. “Shit,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair, my mind spinning. I turned back to her. “What do you want now?”

Caelen watched from the bed, tears streaming down his face. "He faked our bond," I said, burning a photo of Dion and me on some tropical vacation. "Drew marks on his shoulders with makeup and convinced me we were bonded when we never were. Do you understand what that means? He pretended to be my mate while selling company secrets to competitors." "Why?" Caelen's voice broke on the word. "Why would someone do that?"

I nervously replied to the man, he just smirked at me as if he didn't believe me. "Let me see your wolf's eyes," the man commanded causing me to swallow my saliva in immense nervousness. I slowly lift my head until our eyes met and I showed him Kodaline's eye color. "Your eyes are still blue, it's either you're a new rogue or you've never killed anyone before." The man said and looked at the other warriors as if they were talking using their pack's mind link.

Damien uttered glaring at me, "Don’t you dare to question my life, Ms. McBride. By any chance, if you are telling me to be loyal to you because you are my fiancee then put a thing in your mind that YOU are my fake fiancee. Fake. And I don’t have the useless wish to interfere in your so-called personal life. But unlike you, I have a reputation that will get hampered if you continue falling into a stranger's arms like last night. I won't like the news about my fiancee stepping out from a stranger's place in the early morning or roaming with someone on the front page. This behavior never suits my name." I really wanted to shout right at his face but he didn’t let me. His voice turned colder at