Novelas y relatos de False Romantic

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

He hums. I continue speaking. “You know, almost the same thing happens in every romantic movie. Still, it’s just so…perfect. The whole meetcute, love at first sight, enemies to lovers, fake relationships. All those cliche troupes are the best. I just can’t get enough of them.” I continue talking. “Then something silly and inconsequential happens and they have a big fight.” Ronan mumbles.

“Did you just call me beautiful?” He didn’t even blink. “Even the blind could tell. So what’s your reason?” My voice dropped slightly. “School. Life. I’ve just been busy.” He nodded. “Makes sense.” I studied him for a second. “What about you? Do you have a girlfriend?” He scoffed. “I don’t do girlfriends.” “Oh, I see.” “Love. Labels. All of that. It’s a distraction. Romance is for people who haven’t figured out how fake it is.”

Pierce teased. “Hey! Don't be rude. Those people are real” “No. They are not real. They are stories made to fill your fantasy. I can make a story like that. Anyone can! It doesn't make it real” Rosa sat up, glaring at Pierce. How dare he call the movies she spends every night watching fake? “Pierce, like it or not. At almost every minute people fall in love just like the movie says and “That's a lie,” he said, dismissing her ideas. “The only data that says such a thing is that every moment someone dies and a little baby is born.

Someone inside seemed to ask a question, and then: "Well, of course he's only having fun with her! Joseph's always been in love with that girl, from when we were in high school together! We were all roaring for him to go for it! I mean, can you imagine any girl saying no to this pretty face? But he was so serious about the whole thing, it was unbelievable! No experience, he said! No experience flirting with girls, or being in a relationship… or having sex! He simply refused to court that girl until he was sure he wouldn't mess things up… and that's why he picked up some other woman for a few years: it's all just for practice!" "And now, guess what? The girl of his dreams will be returning fr

which somehow sounded even worse than it already was. “Tyler,” I interrupted at one point, “picking a girl up princess-style does not prove you’re in a relationship. Nobody even does that anymore.” “It’s romantic,” he argued passionately from the driver's seat. “Girls love that stuff.” “I’m not about to start researching what girls find romantic.” Especially not Riley. “Fine,” he sighed. “Then hug her. Or kiss her forehead. Hold her hand at least.” “You do realize this is a contract, right?” “Okay, but give me something to work with here.”

“That’s enough for today.” His face fell. “Why not?” “It feels personal. I….” “Is this because of my confession? You don’t have to answer now. No pressure. I just want to keep showing you how much I love you.” My ear itched in a discomforting way. “No, Liam. I don’t think I want that sort of relationship with you. Being friends just feels great. Trying to be romantic might ruin things.” Liam stared with a blank expression. “Why would it ruin it? Friends become lovers.”

I smiled because I refused to let any woman, especially this one, dig that deep. I stepped closer. “How about we don’t go looking for other people. We do it between us. We fake a relationship. We date like we mean it...whoever falls first belongs to the one who doesn’t.” She frowned. “That’s too easy because I don’t fall in love. I fall in lust.” I kept smiling. “And I don’t fall in both ways, I’m neither cold nor hot.....Do you take the deal or not?” She looked at me for a long second. “You’re actually making a contract to fake-date me?”

As far as I know, we had nothing further to discuss, so him calling me here made no sense. He nods, "Yes, I would like to revise our agreement." He answers. I blink at his words, then frown. "Our agreement, sir? I wasn't aware that we had one?" Reid chuckles at my words, then leans forward in his chair. "Our fake romance agreement. I'd like us to renew it." He says, but for some reason, his answer still confused me. "Why? What would be the point in continuing with it?" was all I could get out. We were getting too close to one another; us going for another round of pretend love wouldn't be good for either of us.

I walked to her and looked at her right in her eyes. "You read too many romance novels and watch too many romance movies.. Let me tell you something, Kamerie, everything you watch in romance movies.. they're all fake and there's no such thing as true love and spend your whole life with that person. Be realistic.. Tatiana." I said as I caressed her cheek with the back of my fingers. "You're a fucking asshole!" She hissed as she pushed my hand away. "You'll see.. I will make you regret picking me!" She pointed her index finger at my chest and then turned her body around.