White Imposter Fnf Novels & Stories

Found them listed as NPC_CIVILIAN_TIER_2. Not real. Never real. Whitney saw it and something broke behind her eyes. "This is too much," Fabian said, standing abruptly. "You're telling me my nephew, the boy I spent weeks trying to save, might not even be real?" I checked Reginald's designation again. PLAYER_SECONDARY. Real. "He's real," I said. "He's a player. That's probably why you formed such a strong attachment, the game recognized the connection between two real people."

The news is everywhere around the city. Last but not least, Iam an imposter. Everyone thinks that I faked myself as Sapphire. Everyone believes Iam an imposter.

But I still put it on the instant I got back, allowing myself to pretend for a while longer that the world believes we're newly engaged and we're unveiling the most anticipated microchip of the twenty-first century. But that can never happen. Tomorrow, Damien will be alone on the stage, his father watching with satisfied eyes as he tells the audience it's Bass Mobile who wins the prize for an entire year. Their stocks will skyrocket, their phones soon reigning supreme, and its users will never know the danger they slip into their pockets. My phone rings on the floor next to me, shining a familiar face I’ve grown to love on the lock screen. Fuck! The force of my smack sends it skittering acro

" I spoke with firm conviction, but my palms were slick with sweat. Until reinforcements arrived, I had to stall for as long as I could. "Shut up! Shut up!" Isaac practically jumped in fury, my words stabbing straight into his sorest spots. "This is your fault! You stole my identity, stole my family, and now you even want to steal my position as prince consort!"

If I could be half as good as him without the trouble-making part though, I would gladly thank the Moon goddess. "We are the only two rejected werewolves at the last Luna Covergence and coincidentally we are from the same park. I come here with a proposition that will help us both, at least before the next Lunar Convergence," He said, then paused as if to make me assimilate what he had just said. I narrowed my eyes. Proposition. What was Jasper playing at this time? "What proposition?" I asked. "To forge a fake mate bond," he blurted out without hesitation.

I was sitting alone at the empty dining table when my phone buzzed. It was an anonymous text. No name, just a picture and a message. The picture was of Albert’s hand, a hand I knew better than my own. But the laurel wreath tattoo symbolizing our mate bond had been altered—a tiny letter ‘M’ was now etched into the design. The message read: All I had to do was ask, and he let me leave my mark on him. Another message came through. So what if the ceremony is fake? He told me that in his heart, I’m his chosen one.

I'd rather live alone in a simple and small house than in a palace that will never do good to my situation right now. The door creaked as someone opened it from the outside. I was waiting for that person to enter and It was him, Blade. He was looking at me with his blazing fire, a red pair of eyes, it's not him, it's not Blade that I'm seeing, who is he? I know my Blade, his eyes aren't red and he doesn't have any reason to be this mad at me. Is it possible that there's someone pretending to be Blade? Is it possible for an alpha to have an impostor? If it is, then what happened to Blade? I held Via's trembling hand and whispered to her.

“But I’ve been having some issues with a local pack. They were trying to steal things, magical things, from me and my sister. I’m a Star Twin, actually. It’s a wolf shifter thing.” “Uh huh.” Barrett doesn’t seem too interested, but I continue with my fake story. I use details from my own life, and from the San Diego pack, weaving it all together into something believable. “I heard there was a mercenary who lived out here. I wanted to hire him. His name is Jasper Whismore, but he goes by other names. Everyone said he was a pretty scary guy. But that’s what I wanted - or what I thought I wanted. I never realized I’d get so far in over my head.”

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

Chapter One: A New Beginning Aqua’s heart raced as she walked through the imposing iron gates of Crestwood High. Another town, another school, another chance to start over—if only it were that simple. At 5'10", her presence commanded attention, but she preferred to stay unnoticed. Her dark skin glowed under the morning sun, and her eyes, a striking shade of amber, held secrets untold. She pulled her hood tighter, hoping to shield herself from the prying eyes she could already feel on her.