Fictive Alter Novels & Stories

He had a cigarette balanced between his lips, and his arms were slung around two different women. The women had slipped their hands into his collar and under the waistband of his pants. Ethan looked immensely pleased as he boasted, "The Morenos are all idiots. I was able to get them to believe me just because I came up with a tragic backstory for myself. They even forced Matthew to give me money when I told them that I wanted to further my studies." He then went on to explain the abduction and finger-severing incidents that he orchestrated himself. Frank and Nadia felt as if their strength had fled their bodies after they finished watching the video. Their normally straightened backs were bo

He was furious, and I knew pushing the matter wouldn't end well, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. "There will never be room for me in your life as long as they are in it." I had the feeling that even if Dex and I tried to make things work, Caroline would still be working her magic behind closed doors, trying to steal Dex from me. His eyes turned black, his beast coming forward. "She will always be in it! She was mine! You said it yourself back at the annual meeting of the Alphas. What happens between us means nothing because it's all fake!"

They must have felt his wrath, and probably knew he is no longer the Dante they have always known. This Dante here is different and he is all mine. I can simply ask him to do something, and he wouldn't dare waste my time before doing it. He is my puppet. "Baby!" I walked up to him and hugged him. This Dante now is vicious and demonic. I changed him for the better, I changed him for myself. I changed him to be my puppet and my fake mate, for a while though. It will be over soon. U "How are you?" "I am wonderful baby." I peeped to look at the guys who stood behind him like slaves. Of course they are slaves. Now to me and to my Alpha.

I needed to ace my exams, and I needed to choose the next alpha all before the alter ego revealed itself or killed me, which it has been trying to do. I tried to ignore all of what it was making me do at odd hours at night. Poppy and I had gone through so many locks but none of them could hold me back. I did not know what I was using to break locks that even the strongest men in the pack could not burst open so easily. It felt so rehearsed and easy for the alter ego that it terrified the shit out of me. So far, I had escaped death more than seven times and now, I was officially going to prom.

And PTSD hits werewolves in a different way. I have developed a personality of Nick, he is cold and serious and knows all about my childhood trauma. I don't remember a thing. "Hey, where are you lost?" Emma made a noise with her hand and waved her hand around my face. Then she said,"Do you know an interesting thing about this disease?" "Haah," I came to my senses and said, what's that? If the alter ego becomes strong," it can take the place of the main personality and it will live the rest of that person."

Then he stepped closer. "And if you return now... she will never look at you the same again." I stayed silent. Part of me hated that he was right. Then I looked at him again. "How would you even do this?" Vaelthor looked toward the city outside. "I will alter reality itself. Places that never existed will exist. People who were never born will have histories. Memories will change naturally." I frowned. "So she'll live inside a lie?" "No," Vaelthor answered immediately. "It will be real. Real for everyone. Your father included. The only person who will remember the truth is you."

I said purposely using the endearment I rarely used. "I know you don't believe me but I am your father and I want to help you get into the temple. I altered reality making everyone believe you were a royal. Royals were out casted before I altered reality completely." Alexan said causing me to pause. That was a big accusation. He was saying he was the reason Royals were no longer out casted. "You're lying. You had nothing to do with that." Meridith snapped. I didn't believe it either. The memories could be fake. Yes we looked alike but that meant nothing.

But she assured me that it would be beneficial for both of us. Reluctantly, I agreed to her proposal. We began our fake relationship, attending pack gatherings and events together, portraying a bond that wasn't truly there. It was challenging to maintain the facade, especially when I longed for a genuine connection with my true mate. Nevertheless, I trusted my beta and believed that she had my best interests at heart.

Please, have a seat," he says, gesturing to the chairs arranged around a low table in the center of the room. Alpha Ambrose's face turns serious as he listens to me. "I see. Alpha Ryder is a good friend of mine, so I told him I would help you. So what do you need help with?" he asks. "We're looking for information about Flutter's origins," I say, my voice firm. "She's a hybrid like you and your family. We were hoping your wife, being a Fae and a shapeshifter, may be able to help us." "What kind of shapeshifter is Flutter?" Alpha Ambrose narrows his eyes. "Can you show me?"

I give her a proud grin and motion my head for her to keep going. She shifts around on the couch again. “The truth is, my father had put a spell on me when I was a child to make everyone think I’m actually an alpha when, in reality, I’m an omega girl.” Gasps ring out through the phone, but they remain quiet.