Faking Relationship Novels & Stories

“Mia and I have been… faking it.” “Damn.” Ryan said, looking a little uncomfortable. “Have you tried incorporating sex toys?” “What?” I said, with wide eyes. “N-no, not faking it like that! We’ve been faking a relationship.” “What do you mean, faking a relationship?” Ryan said, caught off guard. “Why would you do that?” “It’s complicated.” I admitted. “But the long and short of it is to make Lily happy.” “How would you two faking a relationship make Lily happy?” Ryan said, still not understanding. “Lily doesn’t even know Mia.”

My cheeks warmed, and I bit my lower lip. “Yes,” I told her. “So, it’s true then? What I saw on the internet… You and Kade are together?” “Not exactly,” I admitted. “It’s a fake relationship.” She stared at me for a beat too long. “A fake relationship?” She asked. “Why would you fake a relationship with him?”

I nodded slowly. But the warmth from earlier—the snuggles, the flirting, the soft “I do”—was already dissolving under the chill of that single text. Whoever “E” was… they’d just made this fake relationship very, very real.

I adjusted in my seat to listen more. “... no games and no faking anything. I’d just be the friend you call anytime you need anything…” he said again. I raised a brow, wondering what they meant by— Oh shit! I covered my mouth with my hands, my eyes widening in shock. Why was her fiancé saying he would be her friend? I replayed the confusing words in my head. Faking? Pretending? I sucked in a sharp breath. Were they in a fake relationship all this while?

"And I can definitely handle Asher. He’s mostly bark." "Is he?" Jax’s voice dropped, becoming a low, seductive vibration. He stood up, but instead of leaving, he walked around to my side of the table, his presence looming over me. "Because from what I’ve seen, he’s got his marks all over you. That 'fake' relationship looks a lot like he’s trying to claim something that doesn't belong to him." I stood up to face him, my back hitting the bookshelf. "Nothing 'belongs' to anyone, Jax. I’m not a trophy."

Thankfully, we were in a secluded corner and no one else witnessed that. “Wait, Nara. You were really in a relationship with Kain?” Leo asked and Jeffrey shook his head. “It was a fake relationship, wasn’t it?” “It was fake?” Emily asked, looking at me like she hoped I could confirm that and I did with a nod of my head. She took in a breath of relief. “So why won’t Kain let you break off the relationship if it was fake from the start, and why would you even need a fake relationship?” “Kain should answer that.” I said but the man remained quiet, just staring at me with an expression I couldn’t quite name. It felt strange that there was a trace of gentleness in his gaze.

I was sitting alone at the empty dining table when my phone buzzed. It was an anonymous text. No name, just a picture and a message. The picture was of Albert’s hand, a hand I knew better than my own. But the laurel wreath tattoo symbolizing our mate bond had been altered—a tiny letter ‘M’ was now etched into the design. The message read: All I had to do was ask, and he let me leave my mark on him. Another message came through. So what if the ceremony is fake? He told me that in his heart, I’m his chosen one.

"How could he not know? Even if he hadn't known before, they were just all over each other in front of him." "And he's just letting it happen?" "Who knows? But Mr. Ford has plenty of women on the side, too. Maybe their marriage was arranged by the families, so there are no real feelings between them." "That's possible. Maybe that's why they each have their separate love lives." No real feelings? Ethan practically fled back to his room. "Our relationship… It had a foundation of 15 years," Ethan thought.

Something colder. “What did he say?” “That I’m a user,” I said. “That this is fake. That I’m fake.” Alex was silent for a moment. Then he said, “Is any of it true?” The question stung. Even though it was fair. “No,” I said. “But I used to believe it was.” He nodded slowly. “That’s not the same thing.” I studied with him. “You don’t have to defend me.” “I know,” he said. “I want to.”

"Well, there's something about you that gives me confidence. I know you wouldn't go to the press right away. With news like that they would pay you a lot of money. Besides, my father also saw something in you. He practically told me that women like you I need in my life so that I can move forward. Wow, having said all that in front of that man had been worth it. But not only that, he had a chance to go back to college and all he had to do was put up with this idiot in one year. "According to this contract we would pretend that we are committed to everyone." -So is. Everybody. "Besides... would we get married?" -Yes of course. Three months after I asked you to be my wife. I swallowed thick. —