A Fairy-tale Ending For A Fake นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Then fake date.” “What?” I pause for her to laugh, then snort at her ridiculous idea when I realize she’s serious. “This isn't one of your cliche rom-com novels, Bibah.” She smacks my arm, hard this time. “Shut up.” Her eyes glint with determination as she carries on, explaining. “You only have to fake it until graduation, which is in like… weeks from now. It’ll at least solve half of your problems. Let the school think you’re happy and in love so your reputation doesn’t take another hit, work with him so both of you don’t flunk Mate 101, and then mutually dump each other like the dumb-asses that you are after graduation.”

He was staring right back at me. Everything seemed useless. Every time she threw a punch at life, it punched her back, often in the face. She could have never met someone like Mr. King in real life. Even until now, she couldn’t believe she was standing here beside a wealthy and powerful man. She thought Mr. King existed only in dreams and fairy tale novels. It turns out fairy tales end, and they do for a reason when they end. Maybe, when a new bird took Mr. King’s fancy, he’d drop her, and the charade would end.

I look up to him, staring at me with so much intensity. “Hi,” I say, trying to pace myself, “This looks nice.” “Yeah, the restaurant workers did a good job, it’s what I pay them for anyway. Let’s get this over with, shall we?” And just like that, my fairy tale fantasy flew out the window. Of course, this is fake. How could I be stupid enough to get carried away? To think he put this together himself? A wry smile creeps onto my face as I realise how ridiculous it is to believe that even a fraction of this man's interest was real.

Prathap's Dad stopped near me before saying, "It will have a bad impression on your character if the solution is not taken in this direction. We are not asking for a real engagement but a fake one." After they left, the whole room with four people is just filled with silence but it got broke when someone else entered the room and the two guys started questioning her about the situation while asking about her welfare. "I am fine! I am embarrassed and shocked but I am fine." She stated before sitting on the chair beside Prathap before gesturing Vikranth to sit beside her.

"You don’t have to remind me." Silence settled between them again. The breeze ruffled her silk robe. Nirvana pressed her hand against her belly. The bump was becoming more obvious. "They’re going to know it’s all fake," she said. "We forged everything. The certificates, the photos, the story. They’ll see right through it." Zayd took a long sip from his mug before replying, "Then we make them believe it’s real. I’ve played this game longer than you think, Nirvana."

She should be proud to lay down her life for the strength of our bloodline. I’m starting to think her friends are suspicious of me, and I’m determined to learn what they think they know. “So, tell me about yourself, man,” that annoying fairy asked me, having just steered me away from Rachel. I wasn’t done amplifying my power for the day, and here this little bright fairy was, taking me away from her. But what could I have done? I need to keep up the facade. Pushing down my anger and desire to flick this nuisance across the state, I put on my best fake genuine smile.

The version of Zane Hills that apparently only came out past midnight in hotel rooms with a mostly-empty wine bottle between us. "You don't have to perform," I said quietly. "The sweetness, the — you don't have to fake it for my benefit. I know what this is." Something crossed his face that I couldn't name. "What if I'm not faking?" he said. I held his gaze for a beat too long. Then I looked at the ceiling. "Goodnight, Zane." "Goodnight, Skylar." I closed my eyes. Sleep came quickly — warm and heavy, pulling me under before I could think too carefully about what he'd just said, and what his voice had sounded like when he said it.

Alice looked at Ethan for a second and then burst into laughter. “What’s so funny?” Ethan asked “Obviously you…Me a fairy…That’s ridiculous... You know what I think maybe I am an alien with some superpowers. Like the one we see in movies.” “Alice I am serious. You are living in this human world disguised as a human so definitely, you cannot be an angel. You have the aura to attract light. So there is a high possibility of you being a fairy”

“You feel safe with him. The barrier of not knowing who you really are keeps you safe and also you don’t have to worry about what’s going to leak to the press...” I nod “I don’t even know why but I feel safe with him. It’s like when I talk to Craig, I feel alive, that hollow feeling eating at me is gone and for a little while I still feel like Raeleigh and not Rae Hartley, I don’t have to fake a smile or pretend to be okay. I don’t even know why. It’s like when I’m talking to him, the hollow feeling fades for a while. It’s like I’m… still real to someone.”