Fake It Till You Mate It Novels & Stories

"Brittany, will you be my mate?" "Say yes! Say yes!" Guests who didn't know any better broke into applause and cheers. But the ones who knew Damien knew the truth. I was supposed to be his mate. Brittany had come out of nowhere. She was the other woman. Their eyes drifted toward me on instinct—only to find me perfectly composed, as if I were watching a stranger propose to someone else. Damien noticed too. Something ugly twisted in his chest. Brittany missed it entirely. She was too deep in her fantasy of becoming Luna.

“Why fake it?” “To disappear,” Matteo said slowly. “Or to move freely.” My phone buzzed again. This time, the number wasn’t hidden. A message appeared on the screen. You did well. But you’re only seeing the surface. —The Third Eye My breath stilled. Matteo leaned in. “What is it?” I showed him. He frowned. “She’s still playing.” “Yes,” I said. “But she’s ready to reveal something.” Another message followed immediately.

“Ok but I need to tell my real mate this new plan because you know word will travel and I don’t want him getting the wrong idea. My only question is how are we going to make it believable?” “How much time do you need to tell your mate?” Was his first question. “I’m not sure. I’m supposed to check in with him before I go to bed every night.” I said. “Ok talk it over with him tonight then. The rest of today will go as any other day would. As far as making it believable, I have someone who can ink a fake mark on you as well as me. That is if your mate goes for this. Me personally, I don’t know if I would agree to this. I would want to defend my mate and kill this bitch myself.” He said looking

“I’m your real mate.” What the actual fuck is going on?

I'm just asking you to do a very simple thing for me, it's not a difficult thing to pretend to be pregnant right? ''You just need to pretend you're pregnant and then you abort it, that's all, is there anything difficult?'' I looked questioningly into Natalia's eyes, confirming what I said that what I was asking wasn't difficult. Just pretend for a short period of time, be it two weeks or a month. It's just that short and easy, so what makes Natalia object so much to what I'm saying? ''Of course it's hard! I can't possibly lie to Mattheo with a fake pregnancy like what you said, after all I've never felt what it feels like to be pregnant, how can I act as if I'm pregnant!?!''

Just add the right concoction to one's food or drink and they will be undetectable to their true mate. She will not fuck this up for me. I just need to find the man with the best benefits for me. I deserve what is rightfully mine. I will not let her be more powerful than me. If faking a mate doesn't work, then I'll have to get her disgraced and I have a few ideas for that, pregnancy for a unmarked female is always an option.

“It’s Liam… should I answer?” Mia let out a deep sigh. “You don’t have to act scared if you want to tackle two brothers at the same time.” Did I really want to tackle two brothers at the same time? They were the ones coming at me. “You have to act confident even though it isn’t real,” Mia added. “Fake it until you make it?” She nodded. “Exactly.” I cleared my throat and answered the phone. “Hey, what’s up?” I asked, my voice surprisingly steady.

"Fine. Let's become mates." ***

Even if she learned I was her mate, she might not be able to accept someone who was ten years older than her. “Also, remember that we agreed we would pretend to be mates. Even if it is pretend, we will need to act the part. Do you think anyone will believe we are mates if you don’t spend my money?” Zira sniffled and wiped her eyes. “But we are just pretending. I wouldn’t feel comfortable spending your money if I haven’t earned it.” “Trust me, by pretending to be my mate, you are more than earning it.” “I don’t see how. We are only pretending for my sake.”

“Why won’t you mark me?” He sighs. “From now on, I want you to act as my mate, you can pretend, I don’t care, you just have to make it real, trust me on this.” “Trust you?” My voice bounced across the whole room. How could he be like this? He wants me to pretend. I am his mate, not his pretend mate.