The Great Imposter Book Novels & Stories

Blackmailed into wearing another woman's face, Isla Virelli, an elite con artist, agrees to impersonate Celeste Voss, the missing fiancée of Elias Hargrove to save her best friend’s life. She never planned to feel anything. She never planned to stay. But on the day she is supposed to walk down the aisle, Cassian Hargrove kidnaps her from the bridal room and marries her himself, because he can’t lose the woman he loves for a second time. Now trapped in the wrong marriage, Isla is caught between two powerful brothers, a collapsing empire built on lies, and the shocking truth that the real Celeste is her long-lost sister. As buried secrets surface and her false identity is exposed to the

She glared at me with wild arrogance. I was speechless. "Did Jackson marry you in your dreams?" "You dare insult me?" Christina's face twisted with rage. She tilted her chin up in disdain. "My husband won't let you get away with this—" I raised my hand and cut her off, "I don't know what your husband will do. But I can tell you this. You pretending to be the wife of the Reed family's heir is fraud, and Jackson will definitely not let it slide!" Watching someone pretend to be a society wife at my expense was a new experience. I almost applauded.

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.

"But he has a terrible past. He Impersonated my late husband. It feels like I am stabbed in the chest whenever his face pops into my mind. And it's sickening to know that his head is going to end up on a spike. He has the same face as Finlay," "Of course it is true, no one has any idea about what he did to have the same face as Finlay, but I can swear to the gods in Easton that this man truly loves you. He him and impostor, member of a terrible gang that raided packs and towns." To think she had given herself to him. Let him make love to her. Fucked her until she forgot her name and then plant his seed inside of her. Ophelia had chillstraveling down her spine that generated goosebumps in her

Somehow, the imposter always leads me to the right place at the right time. If she hadn't led me out of my room, then I wouldn’t have witnessed that disgusting sight earlier. I blamed the imposter and Kaiser, he’s shameless and stupid, and it's funny how he doesn’t feel remorseful each time I catch him in the act. I grabbed a book from the table that concerns Kaiser’s pack, and it isn't as boring as I thought. The pack certainly has great history, and I’ve been searching for the part that talked about the curse.

"I'm just an impostor, a distant relative of the Gomez family." After the young man's confession, Caleb shoved him to the ground and restrained his arms. "You're quite the trickster, aren't you? How dare you parade around and pretend to be me, leaving everyone convinced that I'm the impostor. You've certainly got some nerve."

“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.

Inside, a man sat, hands folded neatly in front of him. He looked just like Jeremy. But every movement, every blink, felt wrong. The imposter raised his eyes to the camera and smiled. “I didn’t steal Jeremy’s life,” he said calmly. “He gave it to me.” Julius froze. Behind him, Selene’s voice broke the silence. “What the hell does that mean?” The imposter didn’t move. He just kept smiling.

I took a deep breath and took one last look at the imposter lady, if I am correct, this would very be the last time I ever see her. I felt no guilt or pain sadly, everyone had a choice in front of them, the rewards or consequences of those choices were theirs to carry. She decided to impersonate a general's daughter to do bad things and even go after Cayden, a pack head; she already had death signed for her. I just brought her future closer than ever. “You are fast.” Cayden smiled at me, offering me a seat. I did even bother to ask him how he got my number, I just took a seat and threw the bracelet on the table. “I found this on an imposter.”

Dad had already investigated everything. Yvette was someone Timothy allowed to impersonate me to pressure me into giving up my inheritance. Fortunately, Dad couldn't bring himself to push me that far and decided to give me one final chance. Timothy's scheme unraveled soon after, and he was quietly removed from the company. When I stopped him that day, he immediately held the bouquet out to me and pleaded, "Annabeth, I was helping you out! If I hadn't stepped in, would you have concluded your training and returned to the company this quickly?