Fictitious Disclaimer Novels & Stories

“Okay, we will accept this evidence. However, other than the evidences presented by Mister Lac, the rest of the evidences are falsified.” “Pardon me Honorable Blue Collar, but the evidences I presented are bona fide. May I know why the panel concluded that my evidences are falsified?” I gulped. This is a situation I haven’t expected. I took a glimpse of Ashanti, but I can’t really read her expressions. What is really happening? “The shops listed here don’t exist at all. The imperial registrar office has no records of the shops you claimed to have visited during the transaction.

Luckily, the other alphas nod and in unison say, “I agree.” I rejoice is my only victory for today. The low growl rolling out of my father says he isn’t happy, but I have a feeling everyone will thank me for this later. Even though there is no chance for me to ever find my mate, I can’t live with myself if I know I’ve blocked my friends from finding and claiming their mates. Reluctantly, my father adds the clause to the multiple identical contracts and grunts, “Is there anything else we need to add?”

As darkness pulls me under, a tall figure steps into my fading vision. “Apologies ,” he says calmly, “for being late.” Race.

“This is classic intimidation through platform policy. They want you to self-censor or yank chapters. Don’t.” My hands clenched. “I’m not deleting anything.” “Good,” counsel said. “We add a standard fiction disclaimer and we tighten any passages that might be interpreted as naming a real entity. That’s not surrender. That’s sanitation.” Sanitation. Not weaponizing. Not theatre. Structure. I nodded once. “Tell me what you need from me.” Counsel’s gaze softened a fraction. “Two things. One: proof that you are the original author—draft files, chapter timestamps, outline submission confirmation. Two: a clean statement that the work is fictional and not affiliated with any real company or person.

She whipped out her phone, probably to confirm if what Gravestone had done was legally possible. “This could be a prank, you know,” Vanessa suddenly spoke up from nowhere and all attention went back to her. She folded her arms over her chest and gave a conceited scoff. “What do you mean?” Grandmother's voice was tinged with irritation. “What I’m saying, is that Natalie here knows that companies don’t single out a member of a company they were about to sign a merger with because everyone knows about the tricky legal problems involved. This document is fake,” she spoke so confidently that the people at the table started to whisper in agreement.

The ones who did were tagged for “advanced observation” I felt sick, I felt my breakfast creep to the back of my throat. One of the files was flagged for “External narrative fabrication.” It outlined several PR manoeuvres; a high – profile engagement, an influencer, a pregnancy, faked documents, and paid sonographers. All these were done to generate sympathy and mask the disappearance of one of the test subjects. Subject XIX; Relocated to the Dubois family. Now listed under alias as “Baby Anora” Dubois.

In front of me was an opened booklet which I ignored and reply to her. "Don't be too judgemental, Ms. Davis. I will soon be your Fiance." Smilingly, she nodded but seems she was forcing the smile. It looked more artificial on her face than the one I secretly saw her sprout. "Err— Yes, our deal is sealed so far you read through the contract and sign it." She said and eyed the booklet that was spread open in front of me. A weird snicker escaped from my lips as I read the Contract heading. 'CALL FOR CONTRACT: MAFIA HEIRESS'S FICTITIOUS FIANCE'

Matthew,* *I represent the Estate of Senator Harrison Morrison. It has come to our attention that your recently published book, "Manufactured Justice," contains numerous defamatory statements about the deceased Senator Morrison. While we acknowledge the court dismissed charges against you, your book makes claims about Senator Morrison's intentions and actions that go beyond established facts.* *We are requesting that you and your publisher cease distribution immediately and issue public retraction of statements accusing Senator Morrison of criminal conspiracy. Failure to comply will result in defamation lawsuit on behalf of the estate.*

, he remarked and walked passed him to his father's office ***************** Candida stood opposite the counsel enraged bitterly, she couldn't believe the mess she affixed herself into The counsel must be joking…yes ! He must be joking Why on earth will he say this ? How would this be possible ? The documents are fake after the money and Time she spent in order to get it…? No ! Fredo can't do this to her…he can't ! Her lips circled in anger…her glares alone would have done more harm on the counsel if it's possible

“He what?” Diana flung the folder open and showed me copies of screenshots from shady investment accounts tied to Adrian’s firm. “He’s got you listed as one of the dummy signatories on an overseas transaction. I cross-checked the bank... never even existed. Just a ghost placeholder. You were the ghost.” I couldn’t speak.