Multiple Identities Novels & Stories

“And start asking who benefits from making you believe he's someone different every time you turn around.” Before Elena could answer, his phone rang. Detective Mensah. Adrian answered immediately. “Where are you?” the detective demanded. “Somewhere Richard doesn't know about.” “I'm not sure such a place exists anymore. Listen carefully. We found something at the depot.” “What?” “The body identified as Alexander Blackwood was carrying a second identity card. The fingerprints don't match the records attached to either name.” Adrian's jaw tightened. “Meaning?” “Meaning the man may have lived under at least three identities. We're checking the fingerprints against old criminal and immigration re

“Yes.” The room went quiet. That mattered. The seven were not clean pieces of Marcus. They were seven people built from overlapping material— each with memories altered by the process that created them. The Curator said: “This case became one of the foundations of the One Identity Act.” Claire’s voice rose from below. “Because courts couldn't decide.” The Curator answered: “Yes.” “And your solution was to force the seven back into one legal identity.” “Yes.” “What happened?” Long pause. “They refused.”

He noticed his siblings weren't there and ȧssumed they were with the other Goblins. It suddenly dawned on Will, was that thing his mother? She had obviously been there for a long time, had Will and his siblings all been born from her. This notion suddenly made Will want to throw up. He then remembered all the fantasy stories from his own world about Goblins, so far a lot of the facts about Goblins had lined up, some didn't but most did. [Does that mean there are no female Goblins? Do all Goblins mate with other species to procreate? So what was that thing in there? It was bigger than a Goblin, but had similar features…] Will tried to recall what he had seen. She was big, bigger than what he

If you restore your identity as Miss Three, she will be Miss Four, "Henry Herme said. Mary Ye, this speed is okay! Upon hearing this, Mary Ye pinched her thigh with tears in her eyes and said, "Yuri, I don't blame you for not telling me your true identity back then, but now I've finally found my own home. Why are you so cruel and trying to steal my identity? I know

Then she climbed onto her lap and said, “I love you more momma.” She buried her head in her chest. Sarah ran her hands through her daughter’s hair lovingly. The screen on the left lit up with a message, ‘You have a visitor, Mr. Zen. Identity unknown.’ ‘Identity Unknown’ there was only one person whose profile turned up results like this. Did that mean Mr. Roy was here already? He was about to tell the probot to let him in but then he halted. If Mr. Roy could delete his digital identity, others could too. It was always better to be safe than sorry.

Jemima says with a chuckle turning her attention back to her phone BUSHWIND TOWN 20:30PM Elita and Marcus walk in silence along the neighbourhood, Marcus decides to break the painfully awkward silence “You know when we are alone you can call me Marcus” he says looking at an unfazed Elita “We are working Reynolds meaning that we keep this professional” Elita says still looking ahead “Oh, so outside of work we can keep it unprofessional” Reynolds says with a devilishly grin on his face causing Elita to laugh at his statement “See I made you laugh” he says proudly tapping his shoulders

"The deceased men found under bridge…" "Yeah, not the same guy." I nodded and said, "Many identities. He can use many identities for transport, food and for his daily necessities. But he can only use one Identity for drawing money, right? Because if we draw money from various identity, the back will automatically block us from transaction." He let out a chuckle and said, "Hold on. Don't go anywhere. I'll be back." And walked out of the cabin. Since, Ace helped me out last night, I'll return a favour for him. This is only a favour. Nothing more than that.

“I needed to hear that.” Seraphina almost smiled. “So did I.” A soft chime interrupted them. The computer had changed again. Everyone turned. A file had appeared. PROTECTOR CONTINUITY RECORD Beneath it: IDENTITY TRANSITION — COMPLETED THERON VEYRON — STATUS: DECEASED SECONDARY IDENTITY — ACTIVE Seraphina stepped closer. “There's another identity.” Caelric clicked the file. The system asked for dual authorization. They placed their hands on the panels together.

“It’s actually accepting it…” “Yes,” I said. “But not as failure.” The threads around me softened slightly. And I felt it clearly now. The system wasn’t trying to eliminate contradiction anymore. It was learning how to hold it. And in that holding Something new emerged. A message. Clearer than before. Stronger. Not from one node. From many. Simultaneously aligned. “Coexistence model accepted: multiple identities may persist within shared network structure.” My throat tightened. Nathan whispered, “So it worked…”

He was right. “He reminded me of Vicki. I couldn’t let Jasmine take him; or anyone else” Paul says turning to look at his other son. “I needed him as far away as possible. I found the best boarding school money could buy and I sent him there.” “And his company when he first came back?” Richard asks him. “I thought he would leave again and not come back” Paul tells him. “I didn’t count on him making a name for himself under a different identity.” “Why didn’t you tell me about him?” Richard questions. ‘He’s answering all the others, I might as well add my own in’ he says to himself.