Fake Relationship Books Novels & Stories

I rest my head against his chest as I try to catch my breath. His lips dust my forehead. “Don’t bother going to sleep.” His hand drops between my legs and he spreads them so they hang over each side of his body. He starts to work me again; his three large fingers slide into my wet, swollen flesh. “That was the entrée and this is a ten-course meal.” Four hours and four showers later, I lie in the semi-darkened room with my fake husband. The light is just peeking through the crack in the drapes. My head is on his chest and his large, muscular arms are around me. The night has been unbelievable to say the least.

That’s the lowest of low. My friends said I was pathetic. They never approved of this one sided feeling and they kept hoping this love I had for Aiden would wear off soon. I kept hoping that would happen as well… but it’s been years and instead of those feelings wearing off, they just keep growing more and more with each passing day, because Aiden grows more good looking as the day wears on. Aiden and his girlfriend finally broke out of the kiss after what felt like forever and I rolled my eyes, distaste sitting heavily across my tongue.

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Their eye color was the least of my problems. “I swear I’ll step on you, girl!” “Come try, handsome!” I winked. Yes, I was testing his patience. And yes — completely on purpose. But he was asking for it. Every time the truth slammed into my head again, I exhaled sharply. Darian wasn’t my husband. Well — he wasn’t the Darian I thought he was. I might have been screaming “Darian” under him while really sleeping with some guy named Kevin. That truth alone could suffocate a person. I hadn’t just been conned financially — my body had been touched by a fraud. Even my stupid heart had been given to a Darian who didn’t exist.

Nico said and I turned to him "Baek, we're not dating." I sighed "I'm sorry for telling my mom some lies but I have being arrange with that girl." He reasoned "Promise me that after that dinner, you have to tell them that we broke up. I don't want to hurt a person as good as your mom by lying." "I promise, you go find someone else Baek. I mean date for real not fake." "I think she's not even born now." Nico joked "Idiot, do you want to have a relationship with a gap 24 years? Idiot." I pushed his forehead

“Blair, before I forget, could you please be honest to your boss about your lack of a high-school degree? I don't have any confidential documents to prove this, but I'm sure he can easily confirm my statement. Have a nice day” With that, I left the room. It was petty, but I couldn’t avoid it. -MATT- Two weeks. We've been on the road for almost two weeks. Sure, the rangers are moving further, but being far away from home for a long time is making me restless. I miss my life in New York. I miss her. Our fake marriage seems more authentic than many other real relationships I've had in the past. Every day after training, I look forward to going back to the apartment, our home.

If I ignored her only post on Facebook, I might really believe she was totally innocent. ‘I've found the man I want to spend my life with. I hope you have too.’ It was a chat screenshot. The person she chatted with had a familiar blue wave avatar. He: [Do you refuse to come home because of me?] She: [He loved me a lot.] He: [Then what am I in your heart?} It was the day before New Year's Eve four years ago. Reading that, I suddenly laughed. It turned out that I was just a tool he used to force Scarlett to come back from the very beginning.

It was a notification from our campus gossip feed. I couldn’t help but groan. Our campus feed was basically a digital jungle. People posted everything, from cheating scandals to fights behind the dining hall. Once, someone uploaded a video of a cheerleader hooking up with the chess club president in the library basement. Another time, there was a whole thread about a professor caught leaving a frat party at 3 a.m. There was even a rumor last month about the head cheerleader secretly dating a physics TA, the comments on that one nearly crashed the app. And don’t even get me started on that one post where a freshman was caught skinny-dipping in the fountain after losing a bet.

“I owe you an apology for last night.” Elena blinked. “You tracked me down just to say sorry?” “Not exactly.” His voice lowered, all calculation. “I have a proposal.” Her stomach dipped. “Proposal?” “A mutually beneficial arrangement,” he said. “You pretend to be my girlfriend for a few months. In return, I’ll make sure your career takes off—connections, recommendations, funding. Whatever you need. You’d be set.” For a beat she could only stare. Then laughter—sharp and incredulous—burst out of her. “You nearly ran me over, and now you want me to fake-date you? Are you serious?”

“Of course I do, I preferably love the enemies-to-lovers trope; it had to be one of my favorites. I’ve read the Off-campus series and am in the progress of reading the Briar – U series.” “So you’ve read the mistake?” she questioned raising her eyebrows. “Where Grace had faked her pleasure to Logan and it destroyed his ego, inevitably.” I laughed; it was a funny book. “And the rest-“ “The risk? The fake dating between Brenna and Jake. Yeah, there’s had the cutest romance; after Garett and Hannah. Always will be number one in my books.” “Stop following me, Jax.” “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulm