Fake X Fate

Gerall, pria baik yang terpaksa menjadi seorang badboy karena wasiat ayahnya. Gerall melakukan segalanya untuk mengungkap kasus pembunuhan yang menyeret nama kakaknya. Gerall bertemu dengan Allana, mereka bekerja sama untuk mengungkap kebenaran yang selama ini tertimbun.

Her ex-boyfriend’s older brother is the king of silicon Avenue. And he needs a fake fiancée…Hannah’s ex is a womanizing cheater, and she has just the plan to get over him. “Upgrade.” To the mysterious man she meets at the club who agrees to a one-night stand. But following the hottest night of her life, it’s the same smoldering green eyes she stares into across an interview table. Damien Bass”The dirty-talking, Possessive Tech-Mogul says he needs a personal Assistant. But the position comes with one small caveat, “To be His Fake Fiancée!!!”

Anna Ricks signed a one-day marriage contract to get out of a financial situation, she was supposed to make sure the marriage was annulled the next day under the circumstance of error of person but she couldn't. Things took a different turn when the groom, Daniel Matt found out he had been deceived and he is hell-bent on making the co-planners regret their actions. As matters arise and situations unfold, he finds himself falling for Anna.

Raeleigh Campbell has it all. She fought to be where she is, she has been through hell and back chasing her dream, now she's on top yet she feels like an empty shell of her former self. Hiding how she really feels to protect her family and fans. She tries to overcome the new challenges while pretending to be happy and while trying to keep her relationship with Carson.

Dr. Ivy Monroe has her life planned down to the minute and falling in love isn’t on the list. But when a once-in-a-lifetime research grant for couples opens up, she realizes she’s missing one key thing: a partner. Desperate, she convinces Lake Hart, a carefree filmmaker in need of quick cash, to pose as her husband for the summer. The two opposites enter a couples’ retreat in the mountains, pretending to be madly in love. Between the awkward therapy sessions, forced intimacy, and their one-bed cabin, their “fake” marriage starts to feel dangerously real. Ivy fights the growing pull between them, while Lake begins to see through her walls — and into her heart. As summer fades, so does the line between truth and lies. But when their secret is exposed, Ivy risks losing both her career and the man who made her believe in love again. Months later, in autumn’s quiet beauty, she gets one last chance to tell Lake the truth — that their love may have started as pretend, but it’s become the most real thing in her life.

In the bustling tapestry of life, Maurvi shines as a beacon of beauty, intelligence, and boundless innocence. Her magnetic charm and warm heart make her the epitome of the ideal friend. Yet, her desire to protect her dear friend from a toxic relationship is misconstrued as jealousy, leaving Maurvi in a quandary. Enter Gautam, a dashing doctor with a quick wit and a heart of gold. Facing his own dilemma, he proposes a solution that could unravel their lives in unexpected ways. A fake relationship seems like the perfect ruse, but as they navigate this charade, lines blur, and hearts entwine. Join Maurvi and Gautam on a journey where friendship blossoms into something deeper, defying expectations and igniting a love that was always meant to be.

“Where’s that bastard?” My eyes snapped toward the woman storming into the room like a hurricane. “I couldn’t stop her, Mr. Darian!” I waved the guy away and studied the woman whose hair looked like it had gone through war, clearly fighting her way up here. My brothers looked just as entertained as I did confused. “Which bastard?” “My bastard of a husband! Where is Darian Freeman?” My brothers burst out laughing like they’d just witnessed the world’s finest comedy show. I, however, failed to see the joke. She smoothed her wild hair, fixing those hazel eyes on me. “Tell me where he is. I swear I won’t kill him. I just want to shove these papers down his throat,” she said, waving the papers in my face. “There must be a mistake,” I said, still trying to piece this insanity together. “Oh stop feeding me fairy tales! Where is that son of a bitch?” “Are you insane? There’s clearly a mistake here! I am Darian Freeman and I am one hundred percent sure I am not your husband!”

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.

A girl married to an alpha for her sister

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