Novel & Cerita Fake X Fate

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

Melancholy, regret, earnestness and tenderness, all mixed into one. “Ok,” I say, struggling to keep my voice from shaking. “Then tell me what you can. Who are you really?” Felix narrows his eyes at me, shaking his head. “I’m exactly who you think I am,” he says. “Felix Lockhart. Seventeen years old. Lead singer of the British rock band Fable. Human.”

Damien uttered glaring at me, "Don’t you dare to question my life, Ms. McBride. By any chance, if you are telling me to be loyal to you because you are my fiancee then put a thing in your mind that YOU are my fake fiancee. Fake. And I don’t have the useless wish to interfere in your so-called personal life. But unlike you, I have a reputation that will get hampered if you continue falling into a stranger's arms like last night. I won't like the news about my fiancee stepping out from a stranger's place in the early morning or roaming with someone on the front page. This behavior never suits my name." I really wanted to shout right at his face but he didn’t let me. His voice turned colder at

Santos: I was perfect and you know it. I almost smiled. Santos: The ring is real, by the way. Don't lose it. My heart stopped. I looked at the ring again. The way it sparkled. The way it fit perfectly. Real. My hands started shaking. My phone buzzed one last time. Santos: Goodnight, fake mate. Dream about me💕 I stared at the text over a million times, feeling the rapid beat beneath my palm. Tomorrow would bring new battles, but tonight… tonight Santos had made the lie feel dangerously close to truth. And part of me wasn’t sure I hated that. The game has just begun.

he sound serious "What?Freya? Yes i know my name is freya. But tell me about you. But what is this huh? You are cheating me now. You only said that if i will bring good marks in the exam you will forgive me. But you are changing it now thats not fair" "Then what is the fair?Chating with the person with fake identity" "Joseph please" "Sir! Call me sir. I am not your boyfriend" "Then be my boyfriend" she winked

Every notification ping made her frown deepen, her eyes narrowing into sharp, calculating slits. Freya grinned as she shifted to her next target. She opened a new tab and created a fake Savage family T*****r account, designed to look official enough to be believable. Then she typed, fingers flying over the keys: “Xander Savage really believes he’s untouchable. Can’t even handle a small scandal.” The first tweet went live. Notifications began almost immediately. The responses were instant. Outrage, disbelief, and confusion. Fans of Xander, loyal and protective, were furious. Random T*****r users joined the frenzy, spouting memes and misinformation alike.

Even though the windows of Xander’s car in tinted for privacy, still being able to see people outside is enough to make me want to hide. “Too bad.” With a smirk, he teases. “You could have saved yourself from a bit of a shock if you found out what happened.” “Tempting, but no.” I quickly waved off his offer. “You know,” Xander starts to bring up a conversation when he leans back and crosses his arms. “Romeo told me something interesting.” “What kind of interesting thing?” “That you two decided to fake date in order to separate me and Vanessa.” Xander raises a brow at me, daring me to deny that information.

I said as I drew him close. “No..no Please Celeste. Ask...whatever it is, I would do it!” He said as he pulled away. Celeste was pretty good at pretending like she wanted nothing. This was all part of her plan. To capitalize on the goodwill of Xaden.” “There is one thing you can do for me that would make me really happy. I would really appreciate it Xaden.” She said as she fake sobbed. “What is it Celeste?” He asked.

Hi readers, Thank you for your continued support by reading my books and I hope you are enjoying Fake vs Fated. Now this is just a quick note to apologise for the mix-up with my chapters over the weekend. Now the chapter numbered 147 from Annalise's pov that I published should have now reverted to the proper chapter of 145 continuing from Randall's pov. If you can't see the change within your book you may have to delete it from your library and then re-add it. (Even I had to do this with mine.)

My stomach flipped. I reread the line at least twenty-three times, as if it would suddenly change to, "Just kidding! Singles welcome! We love lonely intellectuals with control issues!" But no. I was stuck. I mean... it was just a small lie, right? I wasn’t hurting anyone. And it was for a good cause—my research on emotional intimacy in long-term relationships. I needed this grant. I needed peace. I needed the space. I just… needed a fake husband.