Fictional Couples Novels & Stories

That didn’t sound like a question and even if it was, we had a rule right? “We don’t get to talk about family,” I rudely muttered. “Do you have any more questions?” “A bunch of them actually,” he said and scrunched his nose. “What’s your sexual life like?” “Personal.” “Not the type of response I’m expecting,” Morgan said. “For the records, I should be able to answer questions about your sexual life.” “What the hell has that got to do with our fake marriage?” “It has everything to do with it, Winter. Real couples share their wildest fantasies and that’s what we need to appear as; a real couple.”

The best part, though, was the couples that were in sight. June talked about the first pair we saw before I did. It was a girl in a bright yellow beanie leaning against the library steps, her boyfriend (I assumed) tugging at her scarf with this goofy grin plastered on his face. “Okay,” June whispered dramatically, grabbing my arm. “Here’s the story. She’s a math prodigy, spends all her time calculating probabilities. He’s the captain of the lacrosse team and doesn’t know how to spell probability. But one day, she tutored him, and bam…they fell in love. Isn't that lovely?”

Prestine! She pouted. "Alright, alright I'll shut up now. But you know, there's nothing wrong if something ever happens between the two of you. I mean, technically, the two of you are a married couple." "Come on, he's not even my boyfriend." "But he is your husband!" "My fake husband." "That still counts. You can still do whatever a couple usually do." I shook my head. "B-By the way, why did you ask me to go here?"

they said that the marriage was not going to last longer than a year, that they would just marry them and when they're ready to leave they will leave. They say they're going to end their relationships with their wives and be with each other, they were supposed to run away together, yes I mean leave both families and run away, but Dad again, a fucken coward refused, this causes a serious fight between the both of them, mind you they were still fucken while they had gotten married to both our mom's, and even had kids, and their whole best friendship was a fucken scam, they weren't best friend, they have always been secret lovers. But it seems like they couldn't run away together and that's wha

He exhaled quietly. “As far as the official narrative goes, they’re married. Legally recognized. Documented under the same household for a period of time. Everything aligns… if you stop there.” A pause. “But we didn’t stop there.” My fingers moved slightly against the desk. Once. Continue. “They share a history that goes back much further than any marriage record,” he said, voice lower now, more cautious. “Same town. Same environment. Multiple overlapping connections. Witnesses who recognize them not as a couple… but as something else entirely.”

Of saying things she couldn’t say with words. I took a bite of pizza, and it hit me. I don’t want this to end. This fake marriage, this setup—it’s starting to feel… real. And that scared the hell out of me.

They came to the conclusion that it was proof that Damian and Chelsea were a real couple. In reality, they were just having some harmless fun. But then reporters started screenshotting the new avatars and firing off blog posts in the middle of the night. "Shocking! Top Execs Switch to "DamSea" Avatars at Midnight to Back DamSea—It's Real!" "Unbelievable! The Bigwigs Are Basically Forcing Everyone to Ship DamSea!" "DamSea Emerges and Execs Declare Them a Perfect Match!" "DamSea Secrets Unveiled: Top Execs Claim They're About to Tie the Knot!"

Continuing it might just kill me. "But she's back, meaning the myths are true," Raelynn said, sounding like a crazy person. "What myths?" I asked, suddenly curious. She had my full attention now. "Tristan and Tina were the greatest power couple. It's said they've been dating ever since they were in high school, down to college. Everyone dreamed of having a perfect relationship like Tristan and Tina's, and they waited for the day when Tristan would kneel down on one knee and slip a ring through Tina's finger, making her his bride. New York waited for the day their queen would walk down the aisle, and the day did come..." Raelynn paused, leaving me in suspense.

Their love story, born from a chance encounter in a library, had blossomed into a beautiful testament to the power of fate, the magic of connection, and the enduring strength of love. Life as a married couple was a delightful whirlwind of new experiences. They navigated the joys and challenges of sharing a home, learning to compromise, and appreciating each other's quirks. Their apartment, once a solitary haven for Hazel, transformed into a shared space filled with laughter, shared meals, and the comforting scent of Alex's favorite coffee brewing in the morning.

We composed ourselves after deliberately talking about the consequences of all this.We knew we accepted the deal more to explore than the blackmail.We agreed and confide ourself always like a team.The fear is still there especially that I know how submissive my wife can be.And Amellia being a captain has a dominant personality.