Identity V Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ember POV " Hey, sissy! Am I dreaming? You came back!", it's Ashley, my so-called best friend. She's the daughter of my father's beta. She's one of the richest friends I have too. At the age of 18, she built a name on her own. She is the owner of the famous beauty shop La El. Ashley always gets what she wants. If you see her, you won't mistake her for anyone because she is the only shifter who has pink hair and multiple piercings on her ears. She loves wearing pink clothes too so I tease her sometimes by calling her Miss Pink.

The truth crashed over him like a tidal wave. Andrine’s gasp filled the silence as she stared at the woman in disbelief. “What?” she whispered, stepping back. “How is this even possible?” Ivan’s eyes burned, his mind reeling. “So, you’re the real Arisha Holland?” he asked, his voice taut, barely able to hold back his fury. She met his gaze with a cool, detached expression. “Yes. I am.” Ivan’s chest tightened. Alysha wasn’t just using a fake identity—she was living someone else’s life.

My black stilettos clacked against the polished stage as I twirled once more, the hem of my glittering outfit glimmering like broken stars. “Look at her, man. No one moves like that,” another voice drawled from the crowd, his tone dripping with greed. They didn’t know me. None of them did. The name "Ivory" was a shield I wore, keeping my real identity buried beneath layers of lies. If they knew who I really was, Serena Vales, daughter of Beta Harrison Vales of the Lupine Pack, I wouldn’t have made it this far. This mask wasn’t just my protection; it was my salvation.

She could accept everything about Jasper, even if Jasper did not intend to divorce Summer. “Then, your love is so miserable.” Summer smiled. ‘A loving relationship without marriage was indeed a true love...’ “I’m willing to do that for Jasper.” Veronica clenched her hands tightly. “So, you found me just to tell me this?” Summer felt Veronica was childish. The mental age of Veronica’s second identity was less mature than the primary identity. Although Veronica’s primary identity seemed timid, she was a girl who was kind and had a mind of her own. Her second identity only acted brutally without realizing any strength of the primary identity.

Instantly frowning, Zivon then asked, “…How do you even know all this? Who are you exactly?” Upon hearing that, Jenna was quick to clench her fists. He… hadn’t caught on yet, right…? After all, she had applied so much makeup that she looked nothing like her past self, and she also had a voice changer installed… It took her a while, but she eventually replied, “…I-I’m just one of your many fans… As for how I know… Well, I follow Sir Ian around a lot, so it was only a matter of time before I overheard him talking about this… Also, if you don’t mind… Could you please tell me why you never fell for Jenna and Sophia back then…? I heard that they did a lot for you…”

Gemila pouted her lips. “Sorry best but marriage isn't for me." Yasmine winked before standing up. “I think you should actually write a book on this. Don't just throw it away." Gemita suggested. “You think so? What would I call it?" Gemila asked. “Mistaken Identity." Yasmine replied with a smile. “Huh?" Gemila furrowed her brows. “You did say Harry sent his men to kill Romero and they ended up killing your sister instead of you right? Though no one actually died but still, they mistook Gemita to be you so that's the best title." Yasmine explained.

I glare at him, which eventually causes him to sigh. "So, Auster, would you like me to continue to be unaware of who I really am? What if it causes me to pass away in the end? The crown prince is not the object of my obsession or my lone love, Auster. What if someone has also been in my shoes? I have an identity I'm pursuing. What if my identity had also been taken?” My remarks caused my lips to tremble a little, but I realized that keeping quiet wouldn't be the best course of action since I would ultimately be exposed as the phony daughter after the actual daughter had recovered.

I put the device down and paced, looking around the room for something, anything that could help explain this. A diary. A clue. Pictures. All I found was a single line scrawled across the wall in bold, elegant handwriting. “I am the it-girl of Astrae Lykaon Academy. Ivy is my name.” Was that supposed to be me? Clearly, I wasn't Ivy, but this woman believed I was.

She said “I am not hooking up with anybody else. What the fuck is your problem? I told you I was busy!” Alex said “Busy with what? Another girl?” she asked “What the fuck are you talking about?” “Who the fuck is Anna?” she screamed at me “She is my younger sister. She just broke her spine and she can’t heal even though she is a hybrid because she has magic in her and she can’t get it out of her so stop talking about another girl. There is no other girl. The girl that just left is Damian’s sister but you would not know that because you have already concluded that I am like every other guy you dated. You think I am the same person. You think I would cheat on you like they did and if you can’t

2 - It’s Not Going to Lick Itself Aiden There are times in my life that I wished I wasn’t me, Aiden Stone. Like opening the door and seeing Ivy, my little petal, after such a long time. My first thought on seeing her was, ‘It must be a dream.’ A very weird dream. Where her clothes were soaked, chocolate hair dripping with water, her bright blue eyes red and puffy, mascara running down her cheeks. My second thought was that she had been crying, and I wanted to do terrible things to the person who had made her cry.