Faking Straight Novels & Stories

"Fake you broke up with me on my way to the airport." "What did fake me say?" I asked, playing along with the new name. He looked up as though thinking. "Something about leaving me and not wanting to hear from me again," he explained as his eyes came back to me and his eyebrows furrowed down. "How did you know it wasn't me?" He ran a hand through his hair as he already smiled with his answer. "Fake you said I had a tiny dick, and I knew I was the biggest dick you had ever seen."

Now, because of him, I was placed in a room for a talent I did not possess and I was not getting out of it anytime soon. “You are very beautiful.” I jumped at the sound of the guy who had just walked in. His smile was bright and his eyes matched his face – breathtaking and celestial. His accent made his whole being even more magnificent and for a second, I forgot I was supposed to be a boy. I ogled him, and maybe even drooled. “Has anyone ever told you that you look a little bit like Felix from Stray Kids? Well, except that you aren’t Asian.” This British god-like creature started to unpack his bags and that’s when it hit me.

Almost too perfectly timed. Then a voiceover. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” It was Marla. One-half of the snarky influencer couple who’d always seemed suspicious of them. “But what if I told you it wasn’t real?” she continued. “What if they weren’t a couple at all… but two strangers who faked everything to win a fifty-thousand-dollar prize?” Gasps. Lake’s stomach dropped. Ivy stood, eyes wide. “No…” she whispered. The video kept playing. A voice recording—not clear where it had been taken, but unmistakably Lake’s:

"This guy wrecked wines and impersonated..." "Impersonated whom?" Pauline interjected sharply. "Enlighten me. What does my fiancé and Janet Lane's only son need to impersonate?" Her frosty gaze swept across Mark and his crew, settling on Jessica, who was stepping forward to explain the situation. Her timbre dropped to a menacing whisper. "How dare you treat him like this?"

Tiffany still didn't stop, she turned to him now “were you in on it too… or she manipulated you into this… for what? Your failing grades perhaps.” That sends a round of laughter spreading through the room. Jaxon ignored the sounds and voices looming around us. He looked straight into my eyes, “Stay with me okay.” Then he took hold of the microphone from Tiffany “Yeah…” He took a deep breath before continuing “It started fake.” Everyone went back to shouting and especially now that he just confirmed it himself. But he doesn’t stop. “But she didn't.” “That's a lie.” Tiffany countered him, trying to reach for the mic from his hands but he raised it above her

she looked at him “and we should give him exactly is looking for” “What do you think we should do” Faith scoffed “I thought you are smart, turn out you are dumbass” “Who said I'm not smart?” Warren asked. “You know it your self no need for some to tell you” “Continue talking and I will shut you up with a kiss” Faith glared at him “ We should prepare a fake investment” “We will fake it, it's an overseas business, no board approval, and it should be big enough that Marcus can not resist, and his greed will let him invest more than what we asked for”

“Why are you calling him Mr. Caleb? You should call him your precious son.” As he joked, he kept watching my face, waiting for my reaction. I didn’t say anything. But our classmates crowded around us, gasping and shouting. Phone cameras were already raised, their lenses flashing under the lights. “Oh my God, Caleb Moore, isn’t that your family’s housekeeper, Mrs. Zimmer?” “The real heir and the fake heir have been right next to us this whole time?” “Hurry, record this!” Countless looks of disgust landed on me. It was as if I really were the fake heir from some drama, the one who had stolen someone else’s place and used his parents’ love to get away with anything.

Follow me on I*******m to learn how to access Ream • THE MIDNIGHT MAFIOSO • What happens when you lie that a random stranger is your husband and you two have a son? ~`~ When Inna's parents mysteriously disappear, she is left to take care of her young brother. She runs out of money, and she is left with no option but to lie that a random stranger is her husband and the six-year-old brother is their son. She uses this lie to steal money from this random stranger, and she gets away with it. Or not… Later, she receives a call from an unknown number. A strange man calls her, demanding to meet his ‘son’ and get his ‘wife’ back.

I questioned her. She looked at me with uncertainty, took a deep breath and answered, "We need you to be a fake bride”. I released my hand from her grip but she continued, "It's less than two weeks away from now, I promise we're going to annul it. The only thing we need is your presence as the bride". I chuckled forcefully, "I have a lot on my plate and I do not have time to on a charade". I tried to open the car door but she held on to me tightly and started pleading. I wasn't ready to be caught in between the rich folks but she kept on emphasizing how I'd fit the role perfectly because I have almost the same body frame as Daisy.

I really don't want to do plastic surgery with this girl because I know it's the same for me. "Really? Why doesn't it seem like..." he said, frowning. Does it know that Zedrick and I are not okay? If he knows anything, then I won't let him steal my wife. I hooked my hand on Zedrick's arm, he was surprised so he turned to me. I just smiled and caressed his cheek. "My husband is really handsome..." I said, making Zedrick even more surprised. He just stares at me but he just lets me do what I'm doing.