Substitute Novels & Stories

That was how he came to be the first person to know about the substitution. Back then, Lucy bribed people to induce Sophia into early labor. She then took oxycodone with the purpose of swapping Cindy and me, who were born at the same time. She wanted Steven and Sophia to torture their own daughter. Then, she would show up at the right time to make them suffer from the realization of what they had done. Caleb resented the fact that Lucy paid too much attention to the Lamberts. Hence, he came up with a plan to trick Mark and force one of Mark's sisters to marry him.

His words made a smile spread across my lips but I was quick to wipe it off. "Have you gone nuts? We are not even friends, why should I get into a deal with you?" I rolled my eyes in disgust. Ignoring me, he pressed on, “Five million dollars.” “Excuse me?” “I will make it ten, fifteen. Let's settle for twenty, what do you say?" Dumbfounded, I couldn't say a word. My lips were heavy. After what seemed like forever, he pushed his hand into his hair and with a calm tone, he said, “I need a substitute bride.”

He could not bring himself to understand why the moon goddess hated him so much to must have paired him up with his enemy. Meera fall to her bed with tears dropping from her eyes, she regrets participating in the mate bond ceremony. Just when she thought she would be free from him and finally get to live her life freely without him in the picture, she ended up being mated to him. Does the moon goddess truly make her his substitute mate? Of all the she-wolves in the shadow pack why she? There happened to be many other pretty lunas in the pack.

Well that isn't my concern. But I'm surely going to have fun at your expense. You can't run away from your past, Ajax. It's something that will haunt you. You took away everything from me, Ajax. Now it's my turn. Today was just a small trailer. Your own fear will dig your grave. Remember that. I'll soon come to take back my everything including yours everything. Yours loving X"

HAYLEY “I want you to act as your twin sister.” It wasn’t a request, but a command, like he was talking to me as if he was my boss. He isn’t. He is my father as he said so I appreciate at least a bit of concern…or perhaps a hug that says he was happy to see me. However, it seems like my twin sister is more important than me. “I am not getting what you want from me,” I replied. “Well, what part did you not get?” It was the woman now. “Your sister is missing and we need someone to pretend to be her for the wedding to happen. Of course, you will do it because you certainly looked alike.”

It is not good if he is always the one who gives in. Deianne keeps on walking back and forth inside the bathroom in their bedroom. She had already changed her clothes and removed her make-up. She should have gone downstairs, but her feet couldn't just take her to go out of the bathroom. She is too tense and anxious. When she agreed to be the substitute bride for her twin sister and for her parents, she was aware that the Montañez would eventually demand an heir. But she never thought that it would happen this fast. She thought that she could at least stretch the time to at least a year until Daniella comes back (hopefully, she is found) and Daniella would be t

there. That was enough.

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Kingsley stepped inside, slowly, as if unsure if he’d be allowed to. Before he could say hi or even draw a breath— “I am not a substitute.” Her voice hit like glass. No softness. No curve. Just sharp edges. “I am beyond a substitute, Kingsley,” she continued, folding her arms. “You don’t just get to come to me every time your life goes off the rails. I’m not your emergency exit. I’m not your second choice.” “Katherine—” he tried, voice low.

He muttered coldly. I just lay there, staring at the ceiling as Williams shut the door behind him. He had left, and once again, I was alone in this world. The tears finally streamed down my face, slipping over my cheeks like they’d been waiting all along, hiding behind the numbness. I had loved a man who only saw me as a substitute. I had given everything— the company I worked so hard to build all my life, my love, my blood and a child I never knew I was carrying.