False Protagonist Novels & Stories

I went to an engagement party on my father's behalf. It was the engagement party for the daughter of one of his subordinates. As the Don, he couldn't attend himself. But when I arrived, I saw my fiancé, James Morris, proposing to another woman with my engagement ring. James spotted me and quickly pulled me aside, using the crowd to hide us. "So this is your business trip?" Tears burned my eyes. He looked annoyed. "Mina and I are just putting on a show. I'm doing this so I can give you a better life." If it were only a show, why had he left me burning with fever the moment she called? Why had he kissed her at a party while I was losing our baby, then let the photo spread across social media?

He pulled her behind him and pointed an accusing finger at me. "What's with the sarcastic tone, Millie? If you didn't take Sienna's place and steal her identity, do you really think that you would be standing here in your tailored clothes right now? You stole everything that you have now from Sienna. How shameless do you have to be to keep antagonizing her?" The crowd began discussing among themselves again as they shot looks of disdain and contempt at me. "I really wonder where this fake heiress is getting the confidence to act so arrogantly. If I were in her shoes, I would have made myself scarce ages ago."

As he was taken away, he was still furiously yelling at me. "Charles, you bastard! Those people truly were pretending to be wealthy heirs! You're the only one I misjudged! "Solana promised me that she'd marry me once she got money from you. You're the one who ruined everything! You destroyed my life!" Even at this point, he still showed no remorse. I looked at him coldly. "Those people you 'busted'—the so-called people pretending to be wealthy heirs—merely wanted to take some photos they liked and, unable to afford the real items, bought a few knockoff watches.

During a pursuit of fleeing barbarian troops, they'd walked into a trap and taken heavy losses. Although they'd managed to escape in the end, a censor at court immediately impeached Bernard for underestimating the enemy and charging ahead recklessly. Almost at the same time, several shops under Corey's name were investigated by the authorities. Supposedly, someone had reported them for tax evasion. "My dear brother Cameron is behind this," Caleb said, absently rubbing the ring on his thumb. "Looks like that imprisoned guest official has gotten himself tangled up with him." Cameron, the second prince, was the original crown prince in the novel and Isaac's kindred spirit. It seemed that even w

I reiterated, unsure of what was running through his mind. “No wonder,” he muttered softly. “So, what's false about her?” he prompted. “She isn't a doctor. She posed as her twin, Renata Arturo, a renowned psychologist,” I explained, noticing Vicente's raised brow. “She's a con artist,” I said in a hushed tone. I had considered leaving that out or fabricating her real occupation, but it was only a matter of time before she found out. It seemed pointless to hide it. “So, what...” He began to say, but his question seemed to get stuck in his throat.

Ernesta shot back, “Take a good look. Who’s really trying to hurt who here? And besides, this isn’t just some novel anymore. This is a real, complete world.” 001 didn’t know how to respond. The female lead was supposed to be the good guy, but if that were true, why was she falsely accusing its master of stealing her work? It felt completely lost, maybe it needed a system update to process all of this. Ernesta ignored 001’s internal crisis and got back into character. “I can prove I made this game. Are you still sticking with that story?” she asked Fiona. Fiona suddenly felt uneasy, but she was already in too deep, there was no backing out now. She just had to go with it and hope Ernesta was

"The characterization is strong. The dialogue feels authentic." She blinked. "What?" "Your protagonist is compelling. Intelligent. Determined." He tapped the manuscript. "Though your villain is somewhat one-dimensional." "He's not..." She stopped herself. "You're not my editor." "No. But I might be your muse." His lips curved. "Controlling billionaire with a dark past and unhealthy obsessions? Sound familiar?" Her cheeks burned. "It's fiction." "Is it?" He stood, moving around the desk. "Or is it how you see me? A monster who needs to be escaped?"

They had noted my additional request in their records and were in the process of loading the body into the ambulance as they drove away from the scene. "What was her name?" Dimitri finally asked from behind me. "Liana. Liana Holmes," I answered in a cold, deep voice. *** Unknown POV In reality, once upon a time is not a happily ever after, but a complete and utter catastrophe. Those antagonists in someone's story never want to be what they've become; in fact, they were once a protagonist who was ignored because they were too good to be true, and now they've become the antagonists. We despise hypocrisy, yet we are the ones who create it through our own ignorance. There is no such thing as a g

He rubbed his chin as if he were in deep thought. "George, I asked about the antagonist, not the actress." Director Tim facepalmed himself. The actor was being ridiculous; it wasn't time to play his character, but he was already acting like his character in the press conference. Donna's partner in the film used silly behaviors in order to hide his true identity. It would be hard to believe a foolish boy was a secret agent. "The antagonist is a very weak, deceptive individual with loyalty to her criminal organization," George answered, and the reporter nodded with a slight smile. She thought he was going to compliment her too, but she guessed maybe she wasn't too beautiful for his liking.

I asked annoyed even though I had my doubts. "Well, I just want to tell everyone that your wife is a prostitute!" he said with a laugh. I couldn't stop myself from punching him. He was lying on the floor but he was still smiling to tease me. "It's true, isn't it? You hired a prostitute to pretend to be your girlfriend and you married her to get your position in the company. But what happened? HAHAHA! I think you even turned around and looked miserable because that prostitute girl is the real daughter of dad, not you!" he said firmly and he laughed out loud.