I Am The Real One Novels & Stories

And she's my weapon. Camila is my weapon!

I wish you know the real one you were with? “And who would that be?” I ask. “Satiano Rodriguez.” His grip lessens until I can finally wrench my hand out of my hand. “ Who is Satiano Rodriquez? I asked. “ That is me? You know me, you know that is my real name? He says. I became lost in everything at that moment.

"Let's see who is really real and who is not Keng, They can k*ll Zaki D' but not me." _______ I'm Devon Tuffin you can't escape from my nightmare, sweet dreams everyone.

Fast learner, I guess. “Yes, Isla!” Ivanka seemed to gain her courage back too. “Why have you come?” “Geez. You guys are so serious.” I casually strolled about. I was nailing my act. “But if you insist on knowing my reason. Well,” My tone took a serious depth. “I have come to show you who I really am.” I pointed to Ivanka. “Ivanka here had called me ‘fake’ on that glorious day. So I have come to wipe away that impression,” I concluded with my rehearsed evil smile.

Jamal saw it— and something in him hardened. “You can’t prove it,” he said. “Because you don’t believe it yourself.” “That’s not true.” “Then say it.” “Say what?” “Say you’re real.” I swallowed. “I’m real.” “Louder.” “I’m real!” “Again.” “I’M REAL!” He stared at me. “Say it like you mean it.” I stepped closer until my face was inches from his. “I. Am. Real.” His expression changed—

"Like I'm real." The words hit Marcus like a fist to the sternum. He should have let go. Should have pulled away, put distance between himself and this impossible man with his ice-cold skin, his silver eyes and his complete absence in mirrors. Instead, his thumb moved in a slow circle against Silas's wrist, feeling the texture of skin that shouldn't exist. "Are you?" Marcus whispered. "Real?" Silas's eyes darkened. "What do you think?" "I think you don't have a pulse. I think you don't breathe right. I think you cast no reflection and staff members look through you like you're not there." Marcus's hand trembled against Silas's wrist. "I think you're dead."

Has Reins Eiser already figured out who I really was? ***

I immediately grabbed the officiant's microphone and shouted, "This video's fake! Everyone, don't believe it! This is an AI-generated deepfake video! I trust Isaac, and he would never do anything to betray me! This is fake!" Then, I said to Isaac, "Call the police right now! Whoever did this needs to be arrested immediately!"

I said. she shook her head slowly with a confused expression on her face. “There is no one with that name that lives here.” I stared at her, confused. “What do you mean? He lives here… this same room.” She was quiet for a moment before bending down to my height. “Child, I am the only one living in this room. No one named Caleb stays here. Unless you’re talking about past neighbors.” Past neighbors. My stomach dropped a little. “So he left?” I whispered.