Fake Relationships Quotes Novels & Stories

"Here's my card." ​ Without another word, he opened the door and walked out, leaving me alone in the sudden silence of my room. ​ I sank down onto the edge of my bed, staring at the black card. I knew he had thrown me a massive lifeline last night, and I genuinely wanted to repay his kindness... but a fake relationship with an NHL superstar was just too high of a price. Cole had already destroyed my trust. If I entered a fake relationship with a guy like Ethan, I was definitely going to end up catching real feelings and getting hurt. I couldn't risk my mental health like that.

I said, voice low. “Should I congratulate your husband…” A small smirk stretched on my lips. “…or start asking why none of this feels real?”

“I get that. I’m in business. Numbers don’t lie but they also don’t care if you’re tired.” We kept talking like that. Jokes flying around the table. Ryan teased Jace about being soft lately. Cole and I bonded over how annoying group projects were. Jace’s hand brushed mine under the table a couple times. Not on purpose but it stayed there longer the second time. At one point Ryan raised his glass. “To fake relationships that look better than most real ones.” I choked on my drink. Jace shot him a look but he was smiling. “Shut up, man,” Jace said, but there was no heat in it.

I said flatly. “Well, that’s not how you speak to your fiancée,” she replied calmly. I clenched my jaw. “Don’t start.” “I’m not starting anything,” she said. “I’m just reminding you of your new reality.” I stayed silent. She let out a soft laugh. “You’ve seen the reactions, right? People love it. The perfect couple. The strong comeback story.” “It’s fake,” I said. “Everything about your career is fake,” she replied smoothly. “You should be used to it by now.”

Ziyan said jokingly. "Hahaha, what do I want? So narsistic!" said Ilona. "We broke up tonight, but we'll get back together tomorrow, okay?" Ziyan said again in a joking tone. "No, let's just break up. I'll tell my mom later that I'm done with you! I'm bored!" said Ilona jokingly. "Oh, Man! So cruel! Yes, I know we're on a fake date, but why is my heartache real? Like being thrown away like that!” complained Ziyan, patting his chest.

“you are not the one who did anything wrong..” “That doesn’t matter,” I say, voice thin. “Truth doesn’t trend. Drama does.” More notifications flood in.Someone created a fake account pretending to be me same profile picture same name,even the same pinned tweet. It’s posting fake “apologies,” fake screenshots of DMs with Aiden, and a statement claiming I “I was force to be in a fake relastionship” I open the comments. People are arguing about which account is the “real” me. Some are defending me; others are convinced I’m lying. My throat feels tight. I want to speak, to correct them all, but I know better. The more I respond, the deeper it gets.

"You lot are a bunch of idiots who can't even differentiate between what's real and fake. It looks like a street from a foreign country. Madam's still in the country, so this woman isn't her!" "It could be a photo that was taken in the past. I don't think Giselle's the kind to cheat. It has to be AI!" "That's right. Now that AI's so advanced, it wouldn't be hard to generate a photo like this. Let's not jump to conclusions just yet. We must have faith in Madam's character." "It's only been half a month since I started liking her. This isn't going to be her downfall, right?" "I knew it! Relationship advice live streamers are all fake. They can't even handle their own personal lives, yet they h

Justin said before rolling his eyes. “I guess…” I mumbled. “The other thing is that these so-called fake relationships sometime lead to real ones. There are some cases of my girls actually marrying the client and quitting their job because of it. Of course, if that makes her happy then I’ve got no more to say. That being said, you should be careful with these…men…” Justin said before puckering his pink lips up jokingly. “I’m a widow and if I had submitted those divorce papers before George died then I’ll be a divorcee. No rich guys in their right mind would want someone like me…” I stated matter-of-factly.

I smiled because I refused to let any woman, especially this one, dig that deep. I stepped closer. “How about we don’t go looking for other people. We do it between us. We fake a relationship. We date like we mean it...whoever falls first belongs to the one who doesn’t.” She frowned. “That’s too easy because I don’t fall in love. I fall in lust.” I kept smiling. “And I don’t fall in both ways, I’m neither cold nor hot.....Do you take the deal or not?” She looked at me for a long second. “You’re actually making a contract to fake-date me?”

“I wanted a fake relationship, not a fake marriage.” “Aren't they the same thing?” “No!” Infuriated, I hit him on his arm, but he barely flinched. Show off. “What do you want?!” “I want us to have a fake marriage. It's still a fake relationship; we won't get married.” “And what if someone suspects?” “The same excuse. Just for a few months, and then we are done. Besides, I already need all those fans off my back. If they find out that I am with someone already, they'll back off.”