Talent Copycat Novels & Stories

"I know you're very talented, and you've always wanted a breakthrough with your graduation project, but you can't just copy my work. If you had told me earlier, I could have helped you." His words sounded sincere, casting himself as a betrayed yet gracious victim. Ian's eyes were full of disappointment. "Connor, you may be gifted, but that doesn't mean you can stop working hard and take shortcuts. What's the meaning of this? Have you lost yourself in all the compliments you're given? I remember you said your dream was to hold your own solo exhibition. Are you planning to show a plagiarized painting there?" He gave me a frustrated look. "So many prodigies end up wasting their talent because t

“ Why do you make it sound as if I am saying something bad when I really am not ? “ said Luna annoyed looking at him . “ I understand if you think that way , give our big statuses but we are actually a bit different from others . We want good education and quality like every other rich brat but we appreciate talent more than anything else . If the person is talented then we hire them . That’s our main employment rule . “ said Jack . Hearing Jack , Luna got a clearer idea of Massimo’s way of doing things when it came to working people . “ Luna , mind if I ask you something ? “ said Matteo , putting the fork down . “ No , go ahead . “ said Luna . “ When you talked back to Bob and you offered a

Jessica scoffed, "Top student? She's just a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat. When it matters, she still relies on copying." Lucy sat beside Jessica and couldn't help but speak up, "Sophia wouldn't copy." Jessica also spoke up, "She didn't copy. She just lifted someone else's work verbatim. Have you seen how her name is one hundred percent identical underneath?" Lucy looked at Sophia, "What's going on, Sophia? Did Professor Patel get it wrong?" Before Sophia could speak, Patel spoke up, "Sophia! Tell us whose work you copied and where you found it."

"The fuck Natalie, I know you did something, me? Copy someone else? I don't need to do that, I value originality," "Ha-ha-ha-ha," Natalie fake laughed, pointing at her. "You? Original? Excuse me? You are actually a copy of me, your whole existence is a photocopy, you didn't just copy me, you took my identity, married the man that was mine, and even now you steal people's work, their hard work, God, the kind of life you came, how can you live knowing your whole life you do nothing but steal from people?"

I kept everyone an arm's length away, except for my sisters. "There it is—the shame. I've seen that look hundreds of times. The only good thing that comes from being a [Copywriter] is that you can build up from the bottom. It's work, but it's worth it. I know the temptation of waiting for people to reach the peak of their talent and then rob them blind. There is a word for it, an old friend of mine used." "Grooming," we said in unison. "Right, right. You've done it, haven't you? Now let me ask you did you kill them when you were done?"

But first, she needed to give Aaron a warm-up session before she let him see the bigger surprise. "I knew Campbell was behind it. So, are you the mastermind? Such a shame that Campbell picked a weak leader. She needed to steal someone's project and claimed it as hers to gain recognition. So fake. Don't be so proud of stealing someone's hard work. Obviously, it only meant one thing, that you had nothing in your head. You couldn't even come up with your own original idea, that's why you need to steal. Such a cliche... Campbell had done this multiple times already for years. Yet the younger generation couldn't even care to improve at all and was still stuck with the old ways," Aaron satirized h

“This is quite similar to the design we previously showed to Star Group. So, if they make the sample clothes according to this, their clothes will be nearly identical to ours.” Alice took a deep breath and asked seriously, “This is plagiarism, right? Who the hell did this?” “They sent the manuscript to Star Group before we did. I don’t have any evidence, but I think Cloud did it.” People in Rose City were well-known in the local company, Cloud a premier apparel company with a strong marketing presence. Moreover, they also participated in this tender. This company was well-known for its deception. They frequently hire talent from smaller companies and copy other people’s manuscripts.

"But wait-does it have to be your name exactly? What if it's like, a kid yelling 'Mom'? And she answers-does that count?" He glanced back, lips curling into that half-smile that said he saw right through me. "Oh, it counts. Those creatures don't just copy people; they can mirror anyone you know. Just to trick you into letting your guard down... and then they pounce." I gasped, exaggerated the shiver. "Okay, nope! Stop! That's enough nightmare fuel!" He went quiet. Note to self: Making the boss smile isn't desperate-it's proactive employee behavior.

His question echoed ominously in the room, and I could feel the weight of everyone's gaze on me. Caught off guard, I scrambled for an excuse. In a moment of panic, I blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "My cat, Miss Margaret, was tragically run over by a car this morning," I lied, my voice trembling with feigned distress. To make it seem more believable, I forced myself to tear up, my eyes brimming with counterfeit tears.

After reviewing his work and comparing it to Yale's graduation project that he copied years ago, one could easily discern the similarities if they looked closely. Even though August had diligently imitated Yale's style to uphold his past lie, imitation was still imitation. The idea of reaching Roberto's level was nothing short of wishful thinking. However, while it was evident that he might not be the best designer, he was pretty good at forming alliances.