Fake Dating Novels & Stories

The exact millisecond our skin met, Tyler’s entire body went violently rigid. He flinched away immediately, his eyes flashing with sudden dark intensity. “What the hell are you doing? Why did you do that?” I rolled my eyes, pulling his hand right back into mine with a firm, uncompromising grip. “Well, Mr. Stone Cold, let me remind you of rule number one of fake dating. We fake it in public, and we stay away from each other in private. If you want this to look real, we act like we're so in love with each other.” I paused, a smile tugging at my lips. “Now, bring your hand. I’m sure your boys can’t wait to see their cold captain in love and have the rumors spread

There was no explanation offered. And I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Maybe it’s that stupid thing that some of my friends do where they go after the very boy that ignores them. Or maybe, I’ve fallen for him with-out realizing it. Either way, I was hungry. In my desperation, I created a fake profile on a dating app, and kind-of, sort-of…catfished him. He doesn’t know that the girl he’s talking to is me. Though we’ve exchanged a lot of our thoughts, and even certain fantasies…I’ve remained anonymous. All he knows is that I’m a thirty-two-yearold scientist with a kinky side.

“I have nowhere to go, please! I just need a hundred thousand dollars... I don’t mind sleeping with you. I'll do whatever you want.” The stranger didn't even look up as he pulled out a sleek, latest-model iPhone. “Give me your account details,” he commanded flatly. A sudden, sharp spike of pride and desperation flared inside me, and I shook my head fiercely. I couldn't just take it. I was certain I had lost my job at Lux Club tonight anyway. With everything that had happened, I don’t think my boss would take me back. I couldn't bear the crushing weight of being a charity case again, of taking a handout from a god who lived in a completely different universe. I needed this to be a transaction

Right as I turned the corner, something soft hit my shoulder. I stumbled slightly, blinking down as a foam ball dropped to the floor. Almost immediately, a group of guys at a corner table cheered like I’d just walked into something intentional. “Got her!” I blinked at them. “Got who?” “You got hit.” The tallest one pointed at me like it was obvious. “That counts.” “By a foam ball?” I said flatly. “Still counts.” “So what now?” I asked. “You choose.” The middle one, wearing a silly grin, said it like he’d explained this a hundred times. “Either you pay five dollars into the pot or you take a dare.”

I wish I could rip their eyes out of their sockets. "Hey." She smiles when she sees me. "Come here. I'll take you somewhere. I heard Dave is upstairs," I say as I hold her hand. "What? Dave?" "Yes." "I was just about to ask about him. I can't see him on the dance floor or anywhere around here." "That's because he's upstairs. You need to make him notice you. That's part of the plan." I lead her up to Dave's room. "You can go in. Pretend you accidentally discovered his room. Don't be too obvious about it. We don't want him to discover our plan."

“Exactly! Think about it, Glinda. You don’t actually break up with him for real. You just announce it at the party. Loudly. Dramatically. In front of everyone, including Cressida and her little snake crew. If Kavrian actually has feelings for you, he won’t be able to hide it. The second the words leave your mouth, he’ll react. And trust me, a guy like Kavrian? He doesn’t strike me as the type to stay quiet when something that matters to him is being taken away.” I stared at her, my brain trying to catch up with the absolute madness she was serving. “So… I fake-dump him in public to see if he gets jealous or possessive or… what? Starts fighting for me like some romance novel hero?” Ronnie shr

I knew it was the adrenaline rush from all of what was going on. “Now for the next agenda. We need the pictures except it’s going to be from our own point of view.” “We could make a video to some romantic song.” He recommended, “That’s pushing it.” I sighed. “No, I think it’s a good idea. Many online couples do it. They say it’s for the memories.” “We aren’t an online couple; we are just a fake couple trying to prove one innocent.” “Oh, we will be an online couple once the news about us dating hits the internet. No one would know we’re fake dating except us, Miss Carter and we would have to make them believe that whatever is going on between us is real.”

“I thought we agreed there were going to be boundaries in this…relationship.” “Relax, dumbass.” My jaw dropped. “What the actual fuck did you just call me?” “Calm down,” he said quickly, the smirk at the corner of his lips widening. “Let me explain.” “You have thirty seconds.” Cole tilted his head slightly toward me, his expression calmer now as he opened his mouth to speak. “The point of this fake dating thing isn’t just to make Ryan notice you.” “What—“ “It’s to make him jealous,” Cole cut in sharply before I could finish. “There’s a difference between the two.”

It is, however, a dating site, so having a… false identity is possible and normal, right? I crinkled my nose and started filling in the blanks. For my fictitious identity, I used the surname of a favorite athlete and the name Pen from Penelope. There aren’t any other names that come to mind. I’m a writer, so I’m good at creating characters, but not when the goal is to deceive people looking for partners. It’s extremely cruel, but why do I find this concept appealing? I locked my gaze on the sign-up button. Someone’s phone number appeared before I could even click on it. Brie might be the caller. Aside from her, I’ve never given anyone my phone number.

All I could do was just awkwardly nod. “Yes, me too. Even though I am not sure how fake dating could help my situation.” My laughs came out forced which caused him to reluctantly let me go. “Oh! Yes, umm...have a seat and I will tell you.” ₊˚⊹♡ Noah and I had been fake dating, for a few weeks. Not sure as to why I was doing this, but so far it wasn’t that bad. We would go on a few ‘dates’ and then hang out later at his house. In his way, he thought that this was the fastest way to turn Hayden off. He told me men did not like to share and, in this way, it would cause Hayden, ‘the lunatic’ or so he called him, to abandon me.