False Protagonist Novels & Stories

"I changed the death report to protect the hospital. If we told the truth, do you think his kids would've let this go? They would've torn this place apart." I let out a cold laugh. "So let me get this straight. Astrid says he's going to die, then that same night, he just happens to fall and die, and you just happen to falsify the report." The implication didn't need to be spelled out. People started looking back and forth between the two of them. Astrid's eyes turned red, her voice shaking as she spoke. "What are you trying to say? I made one prediction, and now I'm a killer? Why would I do that?"

… Meanwhile, Haley wasn't doing much better. Word got out that Joel had beaten her so badly she was coughing up blood. She landed in the hospital too. Thomas' assistant had also uncovered the truth. When Haley and Joel started dating, he never revealed his real identity. He simply told her he worked at Novalux Group. As Thomas' driver, Joel often traveled between our home and the Novalux CEO's office. That, combined with Haley's vanity, led her to believe that Joel was the CEO. Given Thomas' low profile and the fact that he avoided media exposure, Haley never realized the truth. And so, the farce continued.

"No. That is impossible. Soren would never do that. He couldn't have killed your people, Seraphina. He has spent the last three years drowning in guilt, searching for his lost wife. He never ordered a random massacre." "He did!" I insisted, my voice cracking with real, bitter pain. "I saw his face in the middle of the fire! I saw his armor! I saw him swing the sword! Do not sit here and defend him to me!" Lucas glared at me, his breathing rough and heavy. "Even if there was a battle, that is still not enough reason for you to steal a dead Queen's face! There is no reason to come into this palace as a fake Luna and lie to everyone, especially when you are a trained assassin sent by the Rogue

However, her father was planning to kill her. When the female protagonist was forced to confront her father, both of them ended up getting hurt. At that moment, the male protagonist appeared and directly killed the female protagonist's father. In fact, the male lead was impersonated by the female second lead, but the female lead did not realize it, so she held a grudge against the male lead. The male protagonist, however, was deceived by an illusion and always believed that the father of the female protagonist was killed by her. Therefore, he suffered and was punished on behalf of the female protagonist.

At least Roger gave me some time to reflect. “Okay, undestood. I have only one question though. What is the company's policy on lying on your resume to get hired? This is considered falsifying documents, right?” I fixed my gaze on Blair and plastered a very fake toothy smile. “This has nothing to do with the topic here.” Blair paled. “I know. I am just curious. I recently discovered that one co-worker doesn’t have the degree she attested to have. She has not even finished high school.” I looked away and put my finger over my mouth, as if I were deeply lost in thought.

the dean turned to the real August, “only discovered the impersonation recently?” “I didn’t just discover it,” August said. “I lived it. He didn’t steal my name out of malice. He did it because he didn’t think he was worth anything on his own.” Ash flinched beside him. Dean Hargrove didn’t soften. “That may be, but identity fraud” “Wasn’t for profit,” August cut in. “Wasn’t for manipulation. It was survival. I’m not saying it’s okay. But I am saying it’s… explainable.”

What's with the fake sentiments? Fabian, however, shoved forward with the same arrogance and pride he had always carried. His face was red, furious and embarrassed. At least some people never change. "This is a joke!" he barked. "She's a fraud. A pretender. You freaking died-how can you fake your own death and come back as an Alpha? That isn't possible, she's an abomination, a fucking disgusting hybrid." I didn't spare him a glance; all I did was roll my eyes.

The truth was that we knew almost nothing which somehow felt worse. Facts could be handled. Unknowns spread. Mrs. Crawford spent most of the afternoon searching through volunteer records from Ground. The results were frustrating. The woman calling herself Grace Donnelly had passed every background check. References. Identification. Employment history. Everything appeared legitimate…. everything! Too legitimate. People who built false identities professionally understood that credibility came from details. The more ordinary a story looked, the less likely anyone was to question it. By five o'clock, Seraphina was pacing to and fro.

“You know, I have gotten a better idea. Why don’t you let me go? We can reset everything again, and this time I wouldn’t be interfering. Don’t you want your parents back as well? After all, both of them didn’t deserve to die so young. The two of us will be on our own respective path.” Mock was clearly written on Seraphine’s face as she stared at the imposter. There was no way that the beast thought she would be buying this. Did it look as if Seraphine had lost her mind? Why in the world would Seraphine choose to trust this treacherous beast? Moreover, this wasn’t the first time he had made promise. The result was always the same. He broke them all. “Do I look like a fool to you?” Seraphine r