Fake Façade Novels & Stories

She couldn’t imagine her life without him anymore. But, at the same time, she knew they had a business deal. Scott paid for her family’s debts and, in return, she’d fake a marriage with him so he could get his grandfather’s company, which was still to happen as far as she was concerned. But a pregnancy at this stage? How was she going to tell him about it? What if he thought she was plotting it all along, just so she could continue to be his wife? What if Scott hated her for it and asked for a divorce as soon as she told him? She couldn’t even stand the idea of it.

"Same height, same build as you. Wearing the same clothes you had on when I captured you. From a distance, or in poor lighting, your friends won't be able to tell the difference." The horrible reality of his plan started to sink in. "You have a fake me at the warehouse address." "I have someone pretending to be you, yes. And when the tactical team arrives to rescue you, they'll find exactly what they expect to find - a hostage tied to a chair in an abandoned building." "But they'll realize it's not really me when they get close enough to see the person's face." Vincent's smile got wider. "That's the beautiful part, Marcus. They won't get close enough to see the face."

“You look upset. Is everything okay? I can only imagine how exhausting it must be—constantly being the underdog." I could barely rein in my hostility. “What is it to you, Claire?” “Well, I just happened to hear something interesting.” She furrowed her brows, feigning deep thought as she sauntered closer. “Something about a fake wife. Is that what you are to Leon? A dirty, cheap, hollow, pathetic lie he’s hiding away?” Her words slapped me like an ice brick. Shock, disbelief, and anger swirling together in a storm I couldn't control. For a moment, I was frozen, then I bit out. "You..."

My grandfather bought many buildings and villa’s for my grandmother in France. I always fear people aren’t sincere when they say they’re friends with me for me. I’ve been burnt too many times to believe them. Would she think every word I said was calculated, just another celebrity pretending to be someone he wasn’t? Would she still feel the same way? I knew Teigan, but a part of me still... I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling.

But all the decisions were made, I quickly swallowed my ego and move toward the separate small room on which my things were arranged. I immersed myself in the warmth of the water, I could not help but rewind today's incidents. I can't believe Vicky's betrayal. And the events followed. I can't even believe that I agreed to become a fake wife... Before I could control it, I went full-on sobbing. After ten minutes I was back, and inside the walk-in wardrobe, I found the most expensive designer clothes everywhere.

I hated admitting defeat in the face of a struggle. "You are right when you said he can never have her that's why I'm betting all my hopes on that obvious fact. They will never be together which is an advantage for me. And before Von could even comprehend it, he will be madly in love with me, that I could guarantee." I lifted my chin to show my confidence even though deep inside I know how hard it is to make it a reality Fake it 'till you make it. I'll fake this truth until he'll fall for me.

“You’re one of the best students in your program. They’re not going to drop you. But… you’ve been thinking about Jace’s offer, haven’t you?” I stood up and started pacing the small room, arms wrapped around myself. My socks slid quietly on the floor. “Every time I try to focus on my work, I keep seeing those numbers. The interviews he mentioned… that kind of access could make my portfolio stand out. It could actually help though.” Becca nodded slowly. “Exactly, and it’s fake, right? No feelings. Just some pictures and showing up at games. You keep your independence and he gets his image fixed. Its a Win-win.”

“I need you to pretend to be my husband.” He choked on the coffe he was drinking “What?” “Please,Just for the interview only,” “We'll get fake certificates, Aaron is here, it'll even look more real.” “Please just this one big thing, for Mom.”I sobbed. George rubbed his face,his eyes became soft. “Alright,”he said quietly. “I promised I would do anything for you.” ~~~~ The next morning we dressed as nicely as we could. We printed a fake marriage certificate and headed to the sleek glass tower of GED Baby Galaxy.

In accordance with the suggestion I gave, we've decided to go ahead with the pregnancy stunt. I had a prosthetic pregnancy bump gotten for different stages in my supposed pregnancy. “Do you really think he'll believe that fake thing? Anyone can tell it's fake just by looking at it from afar?” Jack glared at the prosthetic before glancing at me. I smirked, feeling prideful in his pain. “Anyone would believe it because it's prosthetic, it's made to look real. Just because you know what it is, doesn't mean others would.” I responded, caressing one of the prosthetics.

Caspian said. "What? But I am real. How can I make them think I'm a fake?" Sylvia was taken aback before asking Caspian. "You need to think of that yourself. You can invite some media and reveal that your identity is fake. Your medals were also fake. You faked everything," Caspian said. "Do I need to make myself look like a liar?" Sylvia asked. "You have to. If you want to force them to take action, you must remove their doubts. So, you must endure some injustice," Caspian said.