Novel & Cerita Fake Romance

"Except honest from the start. You know it is fake. I know it is fake. We are both choosing this with full knowledge." "And what about physical affection?" Cassandra asked. "Kissing? More?" "Minimal public displays only," I said firmly. "Nothing that makes either of us uncomfortable." "You kissed Lila all the time," Cassandra pointed out. "That was different," I said. "Why?" Cassandra challenged. "Because you had feelings for her? Well, maybe you will develop feelings for me too." "I will not," I said with certainty. "And I do not want you developing feelings for me either. This is a business arrangement. Nothing more."

He hums. I continue speaking. “You know, almost the same thing happens in every romantic movie. Still, it’s just so…perfect. The whole meetcute, love at first sight, enemies to lovers, fake relationships. All those cliche troupes are the best. I just can’t get enough of them.” I continue talking. “Then something silly and inconsequential happens and they have a big fight.” Ronan mumbles.

Romance is an incredibly fragile thing; it relies entirely on the romantic delusion that feelings are chosen, not programmed in a Petri dish by two desperate scientists trying to secure a government grant. "He’s lying, Kai," Anya whispered, her voice dropping an octave as she snapped her head up to look at me, her eyes filled with pure, unadulterated venom. "He’s trying to ruin what we have because he knows he can't control it. He knows he can't replicate it."

"You like mysteries?" "Sometimes." "Better than romance novels?" My face heated. Had he seen me looking at that shelf? Had he been watching? "Much better," I said firmly. "Romance novels are... unrealistic." Something flickered in his eyes. Amusement maybe. "Are they?" "Yes. All that instant attraction and forbidden desire and enemies becoming lovers. It doesn't work like that in real life." "Doesn't it?" The way he said it—the slight emphasis, the look in his eyes—made my stomach flip.

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kenzie said as I stared at her "oh gimme a break, love at first sight seriously?" I said "yeah it's romantic" kenzie added "ew, gross" I blute out cause the word disgust me "you see quincy here is a no love life type so she doesn't understands love" Gianna said to kenzie as she hand quotes the no love life type word. "Awwwn that bad" kenzie said in a sad tone "okay enough of this love talk am starving" she said as her stomach rumbled loudly making us laugh.

I found out her mother dead while giving birth to her and how her father got married to another women who have a daughter making her have a step mother and sister. "You know what Mr DiCaprio I accept your proposal. I will to be your lover." She said cutting the call. Woah! That was easy ...too easy...she didn't even argue or put up a fight like I was expecting her too. Maybe she like me also and she finally realized her undying love for me. Too bad all I feel for her is lust not love. Stop lying to your self Romeo. Samantha Today is the day I face me DiCaprio after the phone call as his lover officially if that is even a thing.

Damien would do it for sure. All I said was it was going to be an arranged marriage. When I was done with my narrating of the story, she nodded thoughtfully. I sighed lying for the first time to Cassandra and being successful in selling it to her. She always caught.. "You have got jokes, Eden. Damien is obviously not an arranged marriage material. That one month prince guy who never happened to be found with the same girl after a month is doing an arranged marriage! Don't try to fool me." Cassandra raised her voice at last, "I already heard it but you better not take me as Brenda."

"Bring it on, vampire. I'm ready for anything." With a playful gleam in his eyes, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips once again, this time with a mix of tenderness and mischief. Our laughter dissolved into a passionate embrace. At that moment, surrounded by the aroma of breakfast cooking and the warmth of our connection, I realized that our love was not just about the serious moments or the battles we faced. It was also about finding joy and laughter in the simplest of moments, cherishing the lightheartedness that kept our spirits alive.

Roman said, darting a blank stare at me. When I didn't say anything, he continued, "We will break up in three months if you accept the offer. I will make up some sort of story about how we tried everything to make it work but we couldn't last with each other and she will forget all about it. So, are you willing to take the offer?" I nibbled on my lower lip as various thoughts assailed my mind ranging from my forced engagement to Alexander Guilon and my greedy parents. If I accepted Roman's absurd proposal, he would surely pay me nicely, and I could even use the money to get the apartment I've always wanted, and also go back to college.