Sussy Imposter Novels & Stories

But now, he pulled me closer and gently patted my waist. I understood his signal. He was asking me to wait for the right moment to speak. Currently, I was being bombarded with questions, but he signaled for me to remain silent. I had no choice but to endure it. I believed he wouldn't leave me in this passive state forever, but I was growing increasingly impatient. The imposter seemed intent on pushing me to my limits, ready to condemn me outright. So, she spoke up again tauntingly, "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?"

Asked Smoke, confused. “If we’re unsure about someone being an imposter, we simply have to ask them to showcase one of their unique abilities to prove their identity. Corinna looks like Venom but she has Corinna’s magic I bet, not Venom’s wolf powers,” said Hayden. Corinna focused on forming a ball of her light in her now large rough palms. She did just that, marvelling at her effusus glowing in her cupped hands. “And in the case of wolves, the imposter would still shift into their own wolf not the wolf of the person they’re pretending to be,” concluded Hayden.

"We have to continue our plans." I lift a brow. "What plans?" He shrugs. "You know, the plans." Achilles scoffs. "Oh yeah, that’s convincing. Try again." The imposter pauses. Then its form ripples, shifting like liquid until a tall woman stands in its place. Dark curls frame her sharp face, and her feline-like eyes gleam with amusement. She claps slowly. "I was hoping you’d be stupid enough to fall for that." Achilles sighs. "Oh please, you think that was a good shift? Babe, I’m insulted."

" I looked at the ring that Dean was wearing. I could tell with a single glance that it had a vintage design. It was likely that he had worn it for a long time since there were obvious signs of wear and tear. "Does she suspect her daughter-in-law of being an impostor?" Dean shook his head. "No. She only thinks of Jeremy and me as monsters. But if we really are monsters, there's no way that Francesca won't notice. Lydia's just acting like a madwoman because she's getting old." Lydia suddenly became emotional upon hearing Dean's words. "Don't listen to him, Dr. Simmons! These two monsters definitely stole my husband's and son's identities! They're pretending to be them so they can stay by my s

The interior was bright pink. She laughed at me. "You really are low-class. You gave yourself away so quickly. The interior was gray when you stalked my car, but I changed it to pink yesterday! "What happened? Didn't have time to take a new picture, huh? Dr. Vain?" The rest of the interns saw that and believed her instantly. "Dr. Tyson looks so cool on the outside, but she's this desperate in private. What bad luck that she's our supervisor." "Right? She tried to pass off someone else's luxury car as her own. Christina exposed her in seconds! That's next-level embarrassing!"

"Stop with all your nonsense! You're just the orphan daughter left behind by my cousin! I was kind enough to take you in and raise you, but you're still not satisfied!" Her declarations undoubtedly made it seem like Tanya was the real daughter of the Gould family while I was a lowly impostor. Those who had attacked me earlier couldn't wait to come forward and curry favor by making their earlier contributions known. "You're finally here, Mrs. Gould! If you came any later, that impostor would've beaten Tanya up to death by now!" "Exactly! She was so cruel too! She even wanted to hit Tanya. Who knew what would've happened if we didn't do our best to protect Tanya?"

His eyes were cold and didn't show any emotion. I left the room with a blank mind and confused by his actions. 'He's handsome, but arrogant. He doesn't even give his wife time. If I get married? I'll make sure that my husband won't be like him.' *** A few weeks later, everything went well. As time went on, I felt like I was forgetting who I was or who Lara was. I was slowly starting to feel like I was becoming Claire. Light started to fill the surroundings, and morning arrived. I slowly opened my eyes when the rays of light hit me. I slowly got up, looked around, and felt empty. I'm still here. Another day of pretentiousness. Being an impostor is not easy.

“Are you alone?” The imposter’s eyes flickered when he heard that. He tried to school his expression, but it was too late. His facade cracked at the edges like chipped ceramic. “I am not alone,” I answered. “Don't tell him,” the imposter mumbled. To Detroit, I answered calmly, “I'm with your duplicate. An imitation. A very good one… he hugged your woman, Detroit.” Detroit growled, one that made my heart skip over itself. A beastly growl. The kind that promised death.

The imposter portraying herself as Mia is making him feel so uncomfortable. One thing is clear that person isn’t here to kill her or harm her, so why is that person now around her? Why is that person taking Mia’s look? Why is that person here? Is it to turn her against me? Because it seems to be working somehow. “There’s an imposter among us!” Kaiser said, facing all of them. “What!” “Who?” “My mate keeps seeing Mia all the time, and it’s strange,” he said, hitting his fingers on the table repeatedly.

But the moment I turned, a sharp slap landed across my face without warning. "What are you supposed to be?" he barked. "Daring to cause trouble at my daughter's birthday party!" I frowned, studying the man in front of me. It was my father, Gregory Thompson. And yet, he looked at me as if I were a complete stranger. He stepped protectively in front of Camellia, his expression impatient. "Holding a fake authority token, and you dare come here to show off?" With that, he sealed my identity as an impostor.