False Hero Novels & Stories

"No criminal history, no supernatural registry flags, no hunter organization affiliations on any database we have access to. The real person is entirely civilian. Which means whoever built the false identity did it for reasons that aren't obviously hostile." "That doesn't mean they aren't hostile." "No," Rowe agreed. "It doesn't." Aiden pulled the folder toward him. "Thank you, Rowe. Hold the hiring response until I've reviewed it." Rowe left. The door closed with its customary quiet click. *** Aiden opened the folder. The false identity was good. He gave her that immediately and without reservation.

She thought that there is no harm telling them the truth and also as a thanks for letting her stay, she told them the truth. "The truth is... I am not from here." The three ladies blinked and smiled at her like what she said was normal. "So that's why!" "It was really suspicious when you said you weren't a noble, yet you wear expensive clothes." This time, it was Seolurrie who was confuse. She thought that they have misunderstood her. "No, I mean I am not from this world." "Yeah." "You just said it." "You must be from the world Halemyir." She was suprises that they know what world she came from.

“We were under the assumption that he was the true hero. It turns out that he’s a fake! Bah!” “I support the Queen’s decision.” They all chimed in, their voices growing louder.

She spat on the ground and finally lifted the white sheet off my body. The moment I saw my body, my breath stopped. It wasn't the sight of my body that did it. It was how disgraceful I looked. "Joziah Henderson, are you proud of yourself now that you made a fake, rotting silicone corpse to fool everyone? "You're probably hiding somewhere right now, laughing at the Hendersons for the humiliation you caused and at me for the way you violated me. You're absolutely vile! "Even if you fooled everyone, you can't fool me! I wish you were really dead. Totally dead. I hope your soul can never come back to Virelia!"

Huffing, I swiveled the chair and frowned at the brunette before me, who was enjoying being a tease. "I'd like to bring to your attention, woman, that even if I quit work and buy the world, I won't go broke. Who do you think I am?" She gave me yet another one of her fake eye smiles. I felt the hair on my nape stand up. I cry, "Stop looking at me like that! Your fake smile creeps the hell out of me!" She ignored me. "I think you're a forgetful woman. Which tells me, counting how you haven't changed yet," she stared at my chest area.

"Aurora, I didn't mean to! When he woke up, he thought I was his girlfriend... I told him he was the Falcone heir and that you guys were just crazy stalkers mistaking him for your dead friend! I didn't tell you the truth because I didn't want to hurt you!" What a vicious, perfect lie. An amnesiac Julian, brainwashed into thinking he was just a victim of mistaken identity, bought it completely. He didn't even glance at the portrait on the altar, dismissing this whole grieving crowd as lunatics. He stepped forward and hugged the crying Scarlett, shielding her behind him.

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."

"More than what he's offering. All I ask is that you persuade your husband to tell the truth—for his own sake and for my mother's justice. Your husband didn't do it in the first place. The real culprit is still out there, living freely." At last, she nodded. She would speak to her husband. I hadn't expected it to go so smoothly. Maybe three thousand dollars wasn't enough to buy someone's conscience after all. Zach's offer was laughably stingy—an insult to anyone who still had a shred of dignity left. When I returned to the villa, a breaking news alert flashed across my phone screen. Tensions between Zach, Matt, and Kayla had reached a boiling point. Zach had refused to invest in Kayla's bran

Thomas Alexander, a connoisseur of untruths throughout his existence, especially concerning his stunningly deceitful ex-girlfriend, found himself confronted with a revelation that eclipsed all previous falsehoods in magnitude. In a state of bewildered shock, he addressed the doctor, vehemently refuting the disconcerting information. "It can't be true," he exclaimed, fixing a piercing gaze on the physician. "Leah De Nero is lying!"

Even his gender was fake, and he was actually a woman. In short, everything about him was fake. After Hilda shot down the slanders, she shot down rumors about his involvement with male models and female celebrities, and pedophilia. After that, a wave of false rumors about his gender surged again. Everyone was talking about Nathan like they personally knew him! At this moment, Hilda was exhausted. She went from using her official account and speaking respectfully, to creating new accounts and talking vulgarly. In the end, she decided to quit when she got tired.