Marry Your Fictional Character Online Novels & Stories

After returning from the matchmaker's house and entering the house, my sister, Flora Leeman, rushed to say, "Mom, I want to marry Logan Zigger, who's a farmer!" My adopted mother, Elaine Lucas, was shocked when her face went pale, and she cried out at Flora. I was there, and Elaine couldn't say it outright, but from her squinting and frowning, I figured she wasn't keen on Flora choosing Logan.

Of course, that left Grace devastated. "How much money do you need?" Noah asked. "Five hundred million," Grace replied. "Only such a small amount of money, but you didn't get a loan from anywhere?" Noah seemed to mock, saying, "I'll send it to your account right away, but after we get the official marriage certificate." "If you're saying it's only a small amount of money, why don't you just let me pay off my debt without doing this marriage? You know very well that we can't get married, right?" Grace tried to negotiate.

I've tried investing in game apps in the past, but LoveLogic is new ground for me—it's a dating app that mixes real life with make-believe. "You'll earn a percentage whenever a player purchases your character as their virtual boyfriend. Since the app uses your appearance as a reference, players get a realistic vision of the character. And if it goes well, we might even get some big-name stars on board." I winced, feeling uneasy. "Isn't that... creepy?" The thought of people idolizing a digital me feels uncomfortably invasive. Bronn chuckled. "You wouldn't understand this generation, President Cornell. Believe it or not, many people create imaginary characters because, let's face it, real peo

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With a few tricks, I registered and got in. I quickly found the user "Midnight_Howler". The title of the pinned post made me hold my breath: [I Finally Married the Girl of My Dreams] Shaking, I clicked the thread. "Six months ago, I married her. The girl I've loved secretly for years is finally my wife." "But I don't dare touch her. I'm terrified that if she sees the real me, she'll be disgusted and run away. I'm a beast. I'm afraid I'll hurt her."

[Are you still going to marry me tomorrow?] Rosalyn glanced at Julia, who was sound asleep, when she received the text late at night. She then replied: [Here's my address—come pick me and my grandmother up tomorrow. Just don't come if you change your mind.] [See you tomorrow, my bride!] Just seeing the reply left Rosalyn with swelling bitterness inside. She would be a bride soon too, but her groom was an internet friend whom she had never met.

My best friend was still looking down, but I became a bit excited myself at the possibility of her getting out of the arranged marriage chosen by her parents. “Wanna hear it?” I asked, excitement laced my voice. “It might help you.” She gestured with her hand for me to continue. “Let’s hear your idea. If it can help, then why not?” “I think it will,” I said firmly because I had experienced it myself. I scooted closer to her, and although the music was loud, I didn’t want anyone to hear what I was about to tell her. I whispered very softly into her ear, “You can hire a he-wolf to pose as your mate.”

Avan said quickly, panic flickering in his eyes. “How about this—we hold a small celebration first, then register the marriage after everything with the company is settled. I’ll give you the wedding you’ve always dreamed of, I promise.” “Let’s not meet again,” Laura cut him off, rising to open the door. She once dreamed of the day he’d propose, but now she realized he never intended to marry her. Chris’s impulsive marriage offer, even if meant to spite her, made her heart skip in a way Avan never did. She blinked back tears.

Selene watched in panic, terrified that I might drop another bombshell. Facing the guests and the cameras, I offered a polite smile. "First of all, congratulations to Ms. Liraine and Mr. Riverton on their marriage and future success in business." I paused, then reached into my pocket and raised a marriage certificate high for everyone to see. "Secondly, I'd like to clarify something. Half a month ago, I already registered my marriage with my wife, Aria Grant. I'm here today purely as a guest—to offer my congratulations."

"You're disgusting! Get out of my way!" He hadn't expected me to curse him out, and his face darkened instantly. Without hesitation, I shoved him aside, took Jordan's hand, and headed straight out. Livio froze, staring as we walked away. Then he exploded. "Diane Ward, this is pathetic! You really think faking a marriage will force my hand?" "Fake marriage?" I snorted. "Whatever you say." His lips pressed into a thin line. "This has gone far enough! It was just a dumb bet. Do you have to make a fool of yourself like this?"