Faking Relationship Novels & Stories

I looked at her and she seemed to have understood what I was saying. " I can't even look at them in the eyes and can't avoid them either. Whenever we meet he seems to avoid me which hurts me as well as him. Our relationship is getting affected. So my best friend suggested to me that I should introduce someone as my girlfriend to them. It would calm him and he would be assured that I am not interested in his wife. So can you please pretend to be my girlfriend in front of my friends? " She was about to say something when her phone started ringing. She looked at her screen. Prachi was calling her. Her eyes started shining when she saw her name. She picked up the phone.

I swallowed the gasp threatening to slip out. “And this partner needs to be credible, public and someone who can handle pressure.” I had no idea where this was going. None. Then he said it. “I need someone willing to fake a relationship with me.” My mind blanked so violently I almost forgot how to blink. “A fake… relationship?” I echoed. “Yes.” “With you?” “Yes.” “For how long?” “Six months,” he said. “Public appearances, events, articles, photos. The full illusion.” I felt dizzy.

“Jessica, do you even hear how ridiculous this sounds?” She ignored him, flipping open her folder and pacing the room like a professor giving a lecture. “You see, when people fake a relationship,there’s always this tension before the first kiss. They freeze up.They second-guess. ‘Where do I put my hands? Which side should I tilt my head? Do I close my eyes?’” She mimed the motions as she spoke, gesturing loosely, her voice annoyingly calm.Lena sank back in her chair, crossing her legs and folding her arms.She just wanted desperately to crawl into a hole and die.

“It’s not like that. It’s just part of the act. Damon’s mom needed to believe he’s serious about someone, so he brought me in. End of story.” “But is it, though?” Yas asked, leaning forward with a wicked gleam in her eye. “Because fake relationships have this funny way of… I don’t know, turning real when you least expect it.” “Yas,” I warned, narrowing my eyes. “I’m just saying!” she laughed, holding her hands up defensively. “You’re spending all this time together, pretending to be in love. Feelings could sneak up on you. Happens all the time in those rom-coms you secretly love.”

"Uh… I just thought we could talk more about the details of our fake relationship. I've never been in one before, you know? I've never even dated for a long time. Christopher and I–" "There's not much to discuss," he said, sharply interrupting me. "We'll just pretend to be a couple, go on a few dates, and make sure my mom believes it." "Okay, that makes sense." I nodded. Lorenzo turned to leave again but then stopped and turned back to me. "Actually, there is one more thing." I looked at him curiously. "What's that?" Lorenzo smiled mischievously. "We need to make our fake relationship look convincing. So, we should probably practice kissing and stuff."

One minute he was asking me if I would still want to marry him because once he marked me there would be no turning back and now, he was talking about faking the relationship. Yes, the bond we were trying to create was fake and would always be fake but why… who was I kidding? He was clearly mating with me because he wanted to please Regina. What was I expecting? After witnessing the failed marriage between my sister and her fated mate, Alpha Clavin, I wasn't expecting a beautiful relationship with a stranger. I wasn’t expecting marriage at all s we might as well fake it and help each other escape external pressure. “That is a term I can agree with, Ayden. It wouldn't be a problem.”

"Compatible in what way?" "We want a fake relationship without a real commitment. If we work together, it'll be easier to convince others of our love's viability. And most importantly, I'm willing to help you get back at your family. In return, you'll help me look like I'm in rehabilitation. Isn't it perfect?" "You're a strange man." "Look who's talking," he said, taking another bite of his burger. I did the same. "Let's start with the obvious. The rules. We'll have rules stipulated in a contract that we'll follow. What do you want in it?"

, Matt asked, his voice devoid of any emotion. Then it was like this. I was caught up in a whirlwind of feelings, thinking that our relationship had reached a different level. However, Matt and Daren were showing the fleeting of this marriage. Ultimately, this relationship was coming to an end and this was a reminder again that I shouldn't fall in love with my fake husband. I just hope it's not too late for my heart to understand this. "I'll have to take a look at it later. Sorry, but I'd rather close one topic before moving on to the next one, if you don't mind. As you said, we still have some time". I forced myself to smile at them and started to get up.

“You will be pleased to know I just got married on my way back from the bar. Please meet my new wife.” Their eyes meet and they all shake their heads and laugh. “Hello.” They all smile. “Nice to meet you,” one man replies as he shakes my hand. I smirk as my fake husband’s fingers tighten around my waist.” “About time,” another guy says as he shakes his hand. “Congratulations, mate. What’s your wife’s name?” His eyes flick to me as he thinks before he smiles sexily again. “Blossom.” I laugh out loud. “Blossom?”

Melina’s POV I stared at him like he’d just suggested we rob a bank together using only plastic spoons and pure delusion. “I’m sorry,” I said slowly, “I think the tequila is still rotting my brain, because it sounded like you just asked me to be your ‘girlfriend’.” Jace didn’t blink. “Fake girlfriend. Sixty days. Strict contract. We sell it so hard the entire campus, the brand sponsors, and Tristan’s fragile ego all buy it.”