Substitute Novels & Stories

But halfway through carrying her off, he suddenly turned back and tossed a sentence at me. "If you’re that ungrateful, then get lost. I’ve found a better replacement—no need to keep a filthy, disobedient, defective product like you around!" Alana had just come of age, her mind still immature, and since she had never seen Helen in person, her excitement led her to truly believe this woman was her mother. But Alex was different. What he valued was that this woman looked even more like Helen—and had a younger, fresher body. In a way, it was almost… “devotion,” wasn’t it?

Anything. Nothing.

Fred cutted in sharply earning him a glare from Liam . Spreading his arms wide he countered " Come on man.Don't be like that man you know I'm a businessman " An evil smirk danced on Liam's lips. " You haven't even heard the offer yet " " Fine , what is it " " I want you to replace me as Gwen's company at her parents anniversary "

Of course, sitting next to her was none other than Samantha Bach, and even if the blue-haired girl kindly enlightened her by telling her that the person was an assistant professor, the girl still ended up questioning her odd behavior. "Maybe you're right," Samantha replied with a nonchalant shrug while continuing to look ahead as the two of them walked side by side. “After all, a substitute is just a substitute. They will only temporarily replace the original, but they will return to where they belonged, allowing the original to return to their position. That's why you are right that we don't need to remember a

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Bailey stood there hesitating silently. "Maddie’s been sent back. Her system malfunctioned. The manufacturer said her emotional module overloaded, so she was returned for repairs." Sent back. The words echoed through my mind without settling anywhere. The AI sister who had infiltrated our home when I was fourteen—the one who took over my room, my place, and my entire existence—had simply been returned. She had been sent back, treated as nothing more than a flawed commodity returned to its maker in a shipping crate. Bailey slowly walked to my bedside with leaden strides. After standing there for several seconds, he suddenly crouched down and buried his face in his hands.

With each phrase he spoke, my chest clenched a little more. "When you saw me on Television, did the only thing you really see in me was Liliana, your wife and not Zaniyah Moore who was your childhood friend?" If I had believed that nothing could be more painful than what he had spoken before, I would not have imagined that his refusal to give me my expected answer would have driven a knife further into my chest. "It's always been Liliana, Zaniyah. I only take you here because I want you to be her substitute. I want you to be my substitute wife."

The hanging crystal chandelier mirrored the light that came from the moon outside, casting slivers of subtle colors around the bed. This almost felt romantic, but I knew better than to think like that. My childhood innocence and dreams had long been gone, taken away by the cruelty of my world. I knew there was something better somewhere. But I’d be too naive to think this marriage was going to give me that. After all, I was just a trade off for peace. I’m not even sure if I’m a worthy trade off. The lycans didn’t bargain for me. I was just the substitute bride.

Alina was aggiated and anxious when Jordana reach her. "What is it dear " Jordana getting in tuned with Alina's agitation asked. " Mom, I have found out about a secret file encoded on another file but it found deposited on a bank account." Alina said. The account number is given and the bank name." "So what is the problem dear? Come on let's get it." Jordana said enthusiastically. "The problem is, Mom. The bank doesn't exist anmore." Alina said in distressed.

he said with a genuine smile. “What the fuck!” I exclaimed with wide eyes Josh’s eyeballs were double its usual size as we both glanced through the contract. It was a long listt but among the shocking ones read: -Bottom must dye his hair blonde and is to keep it that way until the end of the contract. -bottom must be into dom-sub. -bottom is not to make any changes any part of his body unless authorized by Top. -a breach in this contract attracts the sum of a $350,000 or five years jail time.