Fictive Alter Novels & Stories

But it was not a thing to deny that we all knew who they loved the most, the girls were just there to have the pleasure to touch and have them. "Any luck yet?" Sandro asked and I shook my head negatively as he sipped from the glass with him. Alex already chased the girls away by then and we had the chance to speak without anyone eavesdropping. "None. I don't even know what to do. You know I'll have to reject my actual mate if I do find her after taking one." I said to both of them and they seemed to think about it for a moment before Alex finally spoke up. "Well, there's always going to be a way. It is going to be a contract with the lady so we can fake her death and do plastic surgery for h

I had observed Zephyr for six months and learned every small thing about him. The magic that has kept me in this form is a holy magic that the previous Saints were working on, but it was only recently that I had completed it. If not for this newly invented magical disguise, there was no way I would have been able to trick Serith. Until now, at least, she hadn’t been suspicious of me. ***** “Alpha Devon has regained control over the Wenos pack,” the council said and I glanced at Diana, who looked shocked and confused at the same time.

His clear, earnest eyes met mine, and I saw no sign betraying his lies. It was as if I had gained a new understanding of the man I thought I knew – the man who could be infuriatingly arrogant but also unexpectedly kind – seemed irreparably changed. And perhaps that was part of the problem. I had projected my own hopes onto him, filling in the gaps with a version of him that didn’t exist. Without another word, I grabbed my phone, headed for the door, and dialed Jenny. “Jenny?” My voice trembled slightly. “Can I stay with you tonight?”

“Your story?” “I write them. Werewolf romances. This world. The packs. You.” I gestured at him. “I wrote you.” He stared. Then, slowly, a low, rough sound escaped him. Laughter. Quiet. Disbelieving. “You wrote me.” “Yeah. Prince Genesis. Alpha heir. Brooding. Scarred. Growly.” He raised one brow. “Growly?” “Very.” The corner of his mouth twitched. Almost a smile. “And what happens to me in your story?”

Sarah grinned. Jane was really upset because her cover had been blown. She deliberately used a fake name to hide her identity from all chat group participants. But, she started to become stupid and careless. She uploaded a photo of the bouquet of flowers to the group because she was too happy to get a bouquet of flowers from Anthony. “Look, this is about Anthony. I need your help,” Sarah began. “What happened to him? I mean I heard a rumor that Anthony was fired from his current position. But, I don't think it's serious.”

Incidents of my delusional world where I meet Andrew multiple times during multiple incidents was a bit suspicious for me because I was really unable to connect with those incidents as I almost came to know about each incident as all the incidents which took place in my real life was just altered and put into my memory so that I should be unable to figure out anything Because even the most minute incidents of my life was altered and injected in my memory so that most probably my persona should change but luckily before the one who did it could get successful in their intentions, I was saved by the one who were in reality and were connected to my real life as even all the characters which wer

This alter appears to defend. * Prosecutor, is an alter who actually wants to protect but by giving punishment. * An animal alter is an animal-like alter, usually a wild animal that appears to protect or express feelings. * Demonic alters are alters who behave like evil creatures, usually, they appear for revenge and— "Uh, it broke?" Odette furrowed her brows as the pen she was writing with broke. She only wrote a little, but she spent a lot of time because she was still not used to writing with a pen like that. Back in her previous world, she very rarely wrote on paper, she mostly typed on the keyboard.

“Now, where should I start?” Drawing a sinister smile on his face, he walks around the room as its memory surge inside his mind. Snapping his finger as he changes some fact that affects the memories of the ones involved and within its life. He changes its eye color and hair to his current one as he is now playing its life and very identity he will be in this world. Bending the fact of its life from the accident and the five years in a helpless state, he changes the dull days into a fruitful one as he rewrites its life into the perfect novel to establish the flawless identity he wishes and needed in this world.

Ava read the screenshot four more times before she trusted herself to drive home. By the fourth read she had stopped looking for new information and started looking for an explanation that made it less than what it appeared to be, some context that would turn a conversation with her name in it into something harmless, a misunderstanding, a coincidence. She did not find one. The conversation was dated three weeks ago. It mentioned her by name, multiple times, in a tone that suggested planning rather than passing comment, and the two participants were people whose names she recognized well enough that the recognition itself felt like a small betrayal.

Dissociative identity disorder, or Multiple personality disorder, is a mental health condition in which a person has two or more separate identities. The personalities control someone’s behavior at different times. Each identity has its own personal history, traits, likes and dislikes. DID can lead to gaps in memory and hallucinations where a person believes that something is real when it isn’t. In Finn’s case, he has two identities. The “core” which is his usual personality. And the “Alter” named Victor, the alternate personality.