Fake Drama Ideas Novels & Stories

After winning 20 million dollars in the lottery, I immediately quit my job and head to the hospital. Having worked as a programmer at a major company for over a decade, I've accumulated a host of health problems, such as hemorrhoids, cavities, chronic gastritis, cervical spondylosis, and more. I get treated for everything at one go, and the pain is so bad that I can barely even walk. My aunt, Jessica Davidson, happens to see me like that and spreads rumors about me having stage-4 cancer and barely hanging on in the ICU. My relatives all send me well-wishes on my social media accounts. I don't bother clarifying myself because I'm too distracted by the pain, and also, I'm too busy recoveri

"Explain." "We can help each other. I will stay at your place for a few days, we go out, take some photos, and make it look like we are in a serious relationship. That should pacify my father and Elders for some time. I can go back to my runway, while you do… whatever you do. When they start bugging us again, we will repeat the process. What do you say?" "You want to be my fake girlfriend?", Drake summarized. Part of him thought how that's a good idea.

“Damn. Daddy said, delete the whole son?” Jenna whistles. “Character development. We love to see it.” Dawn leans back, grinning. “One major scandal, and the inheritance turned to air.” Jenna taps her phone like she’s texting the universe. “This is better than scripted TV. Real consequences. Real mess. Chef’s kiss.” Dawn types something quickly before tossing her phone onto the couch. Her eyes gleam with that wild, dangerous excitement she gets when she is about to cause chaos. “We should go out. Celebrate. Look glam. Go clubbing or something. Dance the tension away.”

“I’ve been with my girlfriend for five years. I worked four jobs to help pay off her debts, but her family’s debt just keeps growing. Today we were supposed to go home together for New Year’s, but she said something happened at the barbecue place and left again. “Sigh… I guess I’ve failed as a boyfriend. I don’t even know when her debts will be paid off. Living on plain buns and pickles every day is just too hard…” As the train started moving, I posted it. I put all the money I had grabbed from Matt’s livestream into boosting it. Wren, those who lie have to swallow a thousand needles. Starting today, you can take your time swallowing them. I won’t be staying to watch.

She believes I killed her sister, and according to her, she has proof. ‘So you let her blackmail you, even when you know the proof is probably fake?’ I asked him. ‘I try not to see it that way,’ he answered. ‘She’s the sister of someone I used to love. That’s a different bonding altogether.’ ‘And what did she mean by a cheap photocopy?’ I asked, recalling that Stan had also said I looked exactly like the girl he had buried ‘Maya’s just crazy,’ he shrugged. ‘She’s had so much to drink. I could smell the alcohol all over her.’

There was absolutely no way Tobias could pull a miracle out of his sleeve and get that kind of money to me before dawn. My mother’s warning echoed like a death sentence in my head: the landlord would be standing at our door tomorrow morning. If the money wasn't there, she would throw me to the wolves. This man was my absolute last option. I had to make him do it. “I can’t,” I cried out, the dam finally breaking as tears spilled over the fresh bandage. “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.”

She had been very confused by Wrick and Myra’s strange behavior. Sia contemplated for a minute if she should tell her the whole truth. She was dying to share everything with someone, but at the same time, she didn’t want to risk her life. Choosing a middle path, she said, “I saw more dreams.” “More dreams, that is it.” “Hmmm….about that green-eyed man.” “Do you think he is real, Sia?” “I don’t know. He seems too good to be real.” “Hmm…” Mia’s pager lit up with a message distracting us from the conversation.

Daisy's POV : After thinking for a long time I came to this decision. Even though he acts rudely to me, I have to stick to my word. I have to act as Ben's wife for a year. It would be better if I could work to have a social life as a real me than acting as his wife for twenty-four hours. I need to be myself at that time, as the real Daisy Donovan. And I don't need any favours of being his wife as well. I am sure if I work there as his wife, people around me might pamper me to get their things done. And it might even affect my peace of mind. In his company, only Neena and Melvin know about me. So covering my identity won't be an issue. I thought I would talk with him when he comes back… Then

Fely replied grumpily. "Help you by doing what?" asked Nina with annoyance tucked in her voice. "Find verified fake accounts and ask the administrator to spread rumors about Lea's affair with Tommy McAidan. Make the news as intense as possible," said Fely. "But Ms. Fely, what about Tommy McAidan, when the scandal with Jammie Beeyand alone doesn't generate much reaction. What if the fake news stories you're creating get caught?" "Don't be fussy, Nina, just do what I say," Fely snapped.

Lucas thought his life was perfect. He had almost everything. Everything was complete, and he couldn't complain about his life. But that changed when his grandfather passed away. For the first time, he faced a problem that might ruin his life entirely. Willy, Lucas's friend, asked if he agreed with his idea. Lucas was at Willy's apartment, sitting on the balcony, enjoying the breathtaking view of the night. "What else can she do besides agreeing? She no longer needs to work as a prostitute, and I will give her a lot of money. She only needs to be my wife for a few months, and everything will be over." Lucas was desperate, thinking that there was only a dead-end for his problem. For the first