Amor Falso Novels & Stories

Maximiliano could not see Amelia's face, but he could guess that she was making one of those grimaces he had seen her make a couple of times. "Mom, but what are you saying, falling in love with him?" Amelia laughed, "It will never happen, mom, never; it's all fake, I don't feel anything for that man, the most I could do with him is to fuck him, he's an attractive man, I admit it, I admit it" Amelia bit her lips. "I promise not to say that word again, but please, I just need you to come with me and pretend, please, Mom, please..."

Seeing her hesitation, Estelle teased, “You sure you don’t like him? I heard he’s incredibly handsome. You’re telling me your heart doesn’t race around him? You’re not sleeping in separate rooms, are you?” “W-What? Estelle! I told you, I don’t want to develop feelings for anyone,” Amora stammered, flustered. “But, it's not impossible that you won't fall in love again, Amora. Love always comes at unexpected times and to unexpected people too. Watch out for your own words,” Estelle said with a serious face. “Why are you being poetic? And cursing me, no less?” Amora grumbled. Estelle chuckled and decided to drop the teasing. “Oh, by the way, I have something you might find interesting.”

I couldn’t always depend on others. “What’s wrong, Amour?” “I don’t know. I am failing to trust her. What if she tells Emilio everything?” “Then we don’t tell her the truth of what we really up to. That way she will give him the wrong information and Emilio will be caught in the cross fire.” “That’s smart.” “You know you dating a genius.”

She wanted him feeling better for the wedding rehearsal and dinner that evening. With a groan, Daniel turned off the TV and shoved his pillow over his face. When had the weekend become so complicated? All he wanted was to be back in Amor, with Melinda, without all the lies and the pretending. If Daniel were being honest, he would have kissed Melinda even longer and harder than he had. He hadn't wanted to stop, but knowing it was all an act—his heart couldn't handle that. Except no one else had been there to see…had their kiss really been as fake as their engagement? Or had it meant as much to Melinda as it had to him?

A wry smile ghosted over those bee-stung lips as she reached over and patted my hand lightly. "Just promise you'll preserve my innocently lurid hopefulness to cast myself as your official smutty memoirist, yeah? I want to immortalize every chaste yet tantalizing exchange of longing glances and heated psychoanalyzing over character motivations for posterity's sake!" My withering look only made her smirk broaden fractionally. "What? This entire convoluted 'fake beaux' scenario is simply too delicious to approach with anything other than saccharine glee, darling!" Reluctantly, the first faint prickling of rueful amusement needled through my steadily calcifying dread over Jane's decree.

I could tolerate that his love was a pretense because the assistance he rendered was absolutely authentic, and my gratitude for him was boundless. I suddenly felt a crushing, sharp ache in my chest that tore me from my painful memories. I clutched at my chest, fully aware that the system was draining away my life force. I then murmured to myself, with an uncanny calmness, "I suppose with the antagonist dying now, everyone in this world will be happy about that." Henry could finally stop living in dread, constantly afraid that I would become vengeful and hurt the woman he cherished. He would no longer be required to sacrifice his whole life, maintaining a false, deceitful marriage with a woma

I looked up at his face to see that he wasn't kidding. "Well people don't always get what they want." I said fixing my gaze on the floor . I can't believe I wanted him so bad that I'd go to Tyler and pretend to be his girlfriend. God, I feel so stupid. Jeremy turned my head gently so that I was facing him. He stated at me deeply in the eye for a second before he started moving his head towards me. His head got closer and I panicked. I just froze. And he kissed me. It was only for about two seconds before I pulled away.

She was only interested in him because he had a lot to offer but now she really interested in Alfonso. “Hi. ” She said, faking a smile and walking away from him. She wanted to rest and think. She had to find a way to make Alfonso hers. It was good Chanel was out of the picture now. Amanda knew just what she would do. She would make Angelo think she was with Alfonso. He always forgave her anytime she cheated. Of course, he would not talk to her a week then he would come crawling back. This time, she would make him marry her. She would visit Alfonso one more time.

Amore replied with a smile. "Ate, I probably the one to buy the dishes for us when we go to town tomorrow so you can find possible gifts for him. Maybe you love each other? Because you are sweet every day. When I have a boyfriend, I want that type of man like brother Yam. Kind, hardworking, caring and most of all handsome," Lita added. Suddenly Amore was stunned. What they see is that they're so sweet but the truth is that everything is fake. Just pretending. Life. It's good to be true.