Novel & Cerita Sussy Imposter

Jessica’s smile faltered. If she was honest with herself, she didn’t feel all that comfortable. But she didn’t feel uncomfortable either. It was somewhere in the middle, but it wasn’t necessarily neutral either. She looked good, and there was a sense of confidence in that, but there was also the anxiety slowly crawling it’s way up her spine whispering to her that she was an imposter, that she didn’t belong here, that in the end, this was just a costume. A Trojan horse to get her into the Hermès family, to mask and parade as one of them.

His intense pale eyes burn into my own, bleeding mercury as he leans down and tickles his lips over my neck and below my ear. "Are you scared?" Yes! Yes, I am! "You should know, Nieve..." Unlike other times he's spoken that nickname, I feel like he was mocking the name this time. As his lips run up and down my neck, all I can do is stay silent as my heartbeat grows unsteady. "I'm an imposter." He murmurs the words into my ears like they are his sacred secret. His voice is emotionless, cold. "There's so much you don't know..." he murmurs.

I am sure Zef wouldn’t do this that is why I am sure it’s just some random impostor who wants to break Kai and Zef’s bond. I was able to land a hit and make the imposter faint for a few seconds. Thank goodness Alpha Kamilah and Alpha Magnus, with Maximus and Gusev, arrived in time. We managed to get the impostor locked up in the dungeon. And although that matter has been a bit solved, I couldn’t forget the last thing I heard from the impostor. “You’re lovely Kai and Kira is in a tight situation.” Alpha Ace had heard it too, that is why he has been getting restless and instanlty ran ahead, without even fully healed. I wanted to stop him, but I realized it would be useless so I instantly go af

“This is my first offense, and there were no serious consequences. Please let me go!” Sienna was unmoved, and she slowly rolled up her sleeves. The impostor was so anxious that he was about to burst into tears. He could only keep howling, “It’s really my first time swindling people. It’s all Heather Satchell’s fault for saying that she would give half of her assets to anyone who could save her daughter’s life. I happen to have some medical knowledge so I thought that I would try my luck in case I had some blind luck. I really did not think…”

SUSAN Susan scrolled through her I*******m feed severally but no new update showed on her timeline, she had followed Henry on I*******m two days back but he hasn't followed her back nor spoken to her since their last conversation. She is starting to become worried, is this what he is like, or is he just NOT into her? He never apologized for ghosting her on their supposed first video call, all he did was gave her a call a day later and caught up with the conversation like nothing happened and she was quick to forget because he really is very good at conversing. Just as the thought of their conversation crossed her mind, her face grew wider with a big smile "I think I like him already but he n

I demanded, my resolve growing stronger with each word. "I am your worst nightmare," the imposter replied, his voice filled with malicious intent. My heart raced as I realized the gravity of the situation. I had to stay focused and find a way to expose this imposter for who they truly were, no matter what it took. "You miss your brother, don't you?" I said, my voice filled with a mix of anger and sadness. The imposter's smirk faltered for a moment, revealing a flicker of uncertainty. "He is your weakness," the imposter continued, his voice dripping with disdain. I could sense his attempt to manipulate me, but I refused to let it sway my determination. "My brother may be gone, but his memory

My heart felt as if it wanted to explode in my chest. I was momentarily glad that I was already kneeling on the ground because my legs were weak, and I was not sure if they’d be able to hold up my weight. The imposter walked up to me and slapped me across the face before I had time to react to what I was seeing. “How dare you pretend that you’re me!” She scolded. “You helped that monster kidnap me and then you pretend that you are me!? You are truly sick!!” I stared at her in disbelief; who was this monster? How did she pose to be me? How was this possible?

“Yup. Why are you so thrifty? I was going through your file when you were in the shower, and you don’t spend money frivolously. Why? You’re an award-winning author. You make good money. You have, if my calculations are correct, gotten at least a million from your inheritance thus far. Why don’t you splurge more?” “Imposter syndrome,” she shrugged as she stared longingly at the glass. “It’s already poured, Presley. Drink it.” He teased her. “What do you mean imposter syndrome?” “My first book I wrote when I was nineteen and in college. It hit big. I didn’t have a degree yet. I didn’t have any experience. I simply wrote, tweaked it, wrote some more and then showed it to a friend who showed it

“It’s no longer mine to give.” The imposter started to literally turn red with anger. “Also, you’re wrong,” I continued. “That version of her is *everything* to me. In that world, the most beautiful, kind, intelligent, brave, and strong woman I will ever know loves me.” I took a step forward. “And you couldn’t even hold a candle to any part of her! You are not real! SHE is real! She is what I want. I don’t want power, or riches, or to rule the world! I barely want to rule one country! I want her. That’s all. You can’t tempt me with any of this!”

Maybe fighting, maybe in awkward silence, but she should be here. Not with him. { Sky } I've never felt such strong impostor syndrome until this moment, being around Cameron's friends. They're all in their mid-thirties. They've all been extremely nice to me and they talk about how cool it is that I'm an artist and how much they like my paintings… and of course, about their fabulous lives. But all I can think about is how different from me they are. They're the type of person I am in my little fantasies. Polished, poised and sophisticated. But this isn't one of my fantasies where I’m all of those things too. This is reality.