Great Pretender Abby Novels & Stories

You off to somewhere? "Erh... Yeah. I would officially start working at LUST tonight, so I need to look my best." Abby replied. "Lust is every goddamn girl's dream!" Scarlett squealed with dreamy eyes. "Heard men over there are down-to-earth gorgeous." "You bet," Abigail replied with a small smirk. Just within that period, she reminded herself of the person whom she had been goggling about for the past few days. He must be the number one handsome client of Lust, no doubt.

I am already looking forward to tomorrow. **Abby's POV** * I wanna slash that bitch's face. Elizabeth must be so complacent. Black River Pack's twin brothers are all around her. She must really want to show off in her mind. But she pretended to listen intently and pretended to ignore the twins sitting next to her completely. She is such a hypocritical bitch! Why are Brandon and Austin helping that stupid Dummy, are they also attracted to her bloated boobs and ass? Damn it! I swear her boobs and ass must be fake! How can she have a model body like an hourglass? I know everything! The models on the cover of the magazines are all photoshopped. It is all fake!

Someone genuine, with a humble background. That woman I met at the library yesterday popped into my mind. What was her name? Maria? Mya? Mia! That’s right, it was Mia. She was perfect. But how was I going to convince this stranger to pretend to be my girlfriend? From the way we left things yesterday, I knew it would take more than a polite apology for her to agree to go along with this. I was positive she hated me after the rude way I spoke to her. I was not thinking of seeing her again back then.

Kingsley, unaware of our relationship, frowned and was about to reprimand her. But Abby had already started yelling. With disgust on her face, she pointed a finger at me and shouted, "Rebecca, how dare you sneak in here! Do you even know what today is? Oh, I get it—you're here to pretend to be a big shot and scam some money, right?" She turned to the media behind her and dragged me forward to face the live cameras. "Listen up, everyone! This woman is a fraud. She went bankrupt and ran away, and now she has the nerve to try and steal my family's one-million-dollar prize money."

“I can see you, Milord.” Hearing this, Liam closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged Harriet tightly. “You can see again… thank goodness.” *** Abby walked angrily out of the alley towards her house. Coming out of the house, after being kicked out by Mrs Gold, was hurting her pride. She thought that just because they were rich, they could do whatever they wanted. Would they dare to chase her away if they found out that she was someone sent by the Daughter of the Lord of the Land?!

He scowled at Abby who was still fangirling over Hannah. "She's not pretty at all!" Gabby snorted. "Mom is way prettier." "Huh?!" Abby demanded. She turned to glare at Gabby but she found him glaring at her as well. "She is pretty." "Mom is prettier!" Gabby said emphatically. Abby stared at him, then at Jessica. She noticed Jessica was almost crying. She turned back to the screen. Just then, there was a clear view of Edwin's face. Abby frowned a little. The man looked exactly like her and her brother.

I asked, accepting the items gratefully. "Someone who wants to see you succeed," she replied cryptically before leaving the restroom. Feeling a renewed sense of confidence, I changed into the stockings and flats. As I exited the restroom, my feet already feeling relief, I spotted Alex deep in conversation with Noah. I walked over to them, curiosity piqued. "Hey guys," I said, joining their conversation. "Who was that woman who just went into the restroom after me?" Noah looked up from his drink, thinking for a moment before answering. "Ah, that's Abby. She's one of the top favorites to win the competition this year.

I asked with a hint of amusement, pressing my hand onto the bedding and pushing myself closer to her. She does not reply. She only glares. I let out a chuckle. “If I wasn't there, Alex, something bad would have happened to you. You should be thanking me, not calling me arrogant, you know?” She presses her lips together, looking so small and innocent. “I am Alexa. And there is nothing you can tell me to justify…” “Alex…” “Alexa…” She interrupts me again. “What difference does it make?!” I snap, shooting to my feet instantly. “Whether Alex or Alexa, as my pretend bride, you should answer me as Alex, understood?”

I was born into a family where beauty was everything. My father was an Oscar-winning actor, and my mother was a Grammy-winning singer. They had built their lives around beauty, fame, and the image of a perfect family. Then I was born premature, frail, and with a large birthmark covering part of my face. I wasn't the daughter they wanted the public to see, so they left me with my grandmother in the countryside and raised my younger sister, Vivian, instead. Grandma sent them letters and photographs every year. They never answered. Now Grandma was moving into assisted living, and my college dorm wouldn't open for another few days. With nowhere else to stay, I went to my parents' house for

Then Max tells me, "Yara says to tell you that you offered to make the bullying stop before she found out you were her mate. She said Abby's first words to you were 'are you fucking crazy?'. She said to tell you Abby said that she didn't want everyone pretending to like her." I said, "Okay. What is Yara wanting to tell me." He said, "Abby wants you to know that she is happy and is pregnant now. She said that the Moon Goddess will be sending a second chance mate to us after the bitch is dead. She wants us to go down a different path than your father".