Fictive Alter Novels & Stories

Wrapped in spells so subtle, it would pass even the most skeptical of eyes. But still… something gnawed at me. What if someone saw through it? What if someone knew it was fake? That idea has been haunting me lately. The longer I thought about it, the more the certainty wavered. What if Fiona hadn’t been fooled? What if she was able to discover it was a fake and someone she knows I’m still alive? She and Derek would probably be planning their next move. That would put me at a disadvantage. But I’m not scared of them, I am a lot stronger, my alpha powers are fully back and I have the Lycan king on my side

“You’re saying you can kick your own father out of his house?” “Not yet,” I said, my mind already three moves ahead. I was the "disappointment," the "biker," the "fuck-up." It was time to use that to my advantage. “He thinks he’s won. He thinks he’s kicked Lila out and broken me. I’m going to let him believe it. I’m going to ‘play’ the broken son for three weeks. I’ll tell him I’ve seen the error of my ways. I’ll apologize. I’ll even go to his boring-ass board meetings.” “And where do I go?” Lila asked, her lip wobbling just a fraction.

“Excuse me?” “Fake dating,” he said, as casually as if he were ordering coffee. “It’s simple. You act like my girlfriend; I act like your boyfriend. People leave us alone. Predators—human and otherwise—stay away. You get protection, I get… well, it’s complicated. But mostly, we both stay alive.” Alina stared at him, trying to process the words. Fake dating? With him? The brooding, dangerous, irresistible Rhett Blackwood? “You’re insane,” she said finally.

“He wants to control my line even from exile and I refuse to accept that. So…” He turns from the window to face me with a shrug. “I need a distraction,” he continues. “I need someone who could never, under any circumstances, be accepted as a viable mate by the council. A severed wolf with zero shifting capacity is the Alpha’s absolute worst nightmare. And you, dear rookie, are the perfect weapon against his leverage.” Ah yes. Romantic partnerships, but make it insulting, why don’t you? Still, the words sting hard, a searing prick of reality that hits exactly where my old Silvercrest insecurities live. I’m the perfect weapon because I’m completely useless by their standards. I’m basically the

“So, where is he? Were you not able to find the girl?” A crease slowly forms across my forehead while a slight frown appears on my face. “Well, I was concentrating on the ability to make others think you are an alpha or beta when you are something else. His image is what ended up popping up in my head. I asked myself again, just to make sure he was the one, and his image never changed. So, he has the ability to make other werewolves believe he is an alpha or a beta when he is the other gender.”

he creased his forehead, probably doubting me. “Fishy? Nothing’s fishy.” I sniffed the surroundings. “Ha-ha. Funny,” he mocked. Seems like my interrogation failed. “But seriously, Shane, I am sure that he has good intentions. There is no point to doubt him.” “I can’t help it. He just came unexpectedly.” “My friend is one of the greatest humans in this whole wild world,” he exaggerated, “Trust me, he prefers to suffer by himself rather than letting others suffer. So I am certain that whatever it is that he is doing, it’s for the better.” He winked.

He acted as if he did not know me, as if I was someone else he had never seen. One thing I realized about him is that he’s a pro. Legitimate pro in this field. I wouldn’t be surprised if that one had a lot of kids because he seemed to know very well that the roundabout cycle of the set up of two of us. Is this what he does all the time? Send his surrogates on his company then ignore the hell out of them? Is he that ashamed to let everyone know that he’s trying to conceive with somebody because he fucking want a kid?

“You see, my Alpha—Alpha Elijah—has a broken wolf, and I heard you have the powers to heal any sickness.“ A strange chill rocked my core. Once again I had fallen into the hands of another predator who wanted to take advantage of me. He cocked his head slightly. “And in return, I’d give you anything you want. A huge amount of money, anything you desire.” Anything I desire? I clenched the bedsheets between my fists. Could he add to my life? No. So how could he give me what I desire? A bitter feeling swathed my chest. “But it’s a little bit tricky. Alpha Elijah is the most cynical person I know. He won’t let anyone just touch him all in the name of healing, so you’re going to have to pretend to

If I could be half as good as him without the trouble-making part though, I would gladly thank the Moon goddess. "We are the only two rejected werewolves at the last Luna Covergence and coincidentally we are from the same park. I come here with a proposition that will help us both, at least before the next Lunar Convergence," He said, then paused as if to make me assimilate what he had just said. I narrowed my eyes. Proposition. What was Jasper playing at this time? "What proposition?" I asked. "To forge a fake mate bond," he blurted out without hesitation.

I see Frank, but I can’t smell him or the other four with him. I also can’t move, or hear Fran. That is when I see me. “I need her dress,” The fake me says, sounding just like me. “Pity Alpha Females are immune to magic, you will have to feel it when I have amazing sex with Evander.” “Bridget?” I am shocked. I try to reach Fran to tell Dexter, but I can’t.