My Fake Wedding Novels & Stories

Lincoln said but I just smirk and raised an eyebrow at him. "Feral or not feral, they're all just the same rogues, Lincoln. But I'll consider your suggestion." I replied to Lincoln and fake a smile at him just to annoy him. "What if your mate turns out to be a rogue? If that day will come then I will thank the moon goddess for giving you the karma that you deserve, Michael." Lincoln said and then he went to the small garden located on the side of the packhouse, I saw him picked some flowers.

I'd been waiting for an opportunity to change that, but I never thought that would come while I stood at the altar. Armani barely nodded, adjusting his grip around my fingers. We glanced at the officiant at the same time, silently asking him to begin the fake ceremony. I wondered if it was real to him. The officiant cleared his throat loudly. "We are gathered here today to witness the union of the Cartelli and the Rizzo family." Not the loving union of two people.

Each step feels like a choice I’m making all over again. When I reach him, he leans in slightly, voice low. “You look… unreal.” I whisper back, “Fitting for a fake wedding.” He smiles, barely. “Let’s make it real then.” The words hit harder than they should. The officiant starts, his voice formal and calm, but I barely hear him. My pulse is too loud, my hands trembling in Damian’s grip. It’s supposed to be simple — read the lines, sign the paper, smile for the cameras.

I feel like a midget standing next to the two tall men. The wedding commences when Liam takes the microphone. Damien has a small smile on his face as he squeezes my hand. He looks genuinely happy to make me his wife. This feels so real. The clicking of the cameras is a brutal reminder that this is the fakest wedding I've ever attended. My own wedding.

I did before, but after hearing that my father would also be present at the wedding, all the joy in me died. We finished our shopping and headed to the car to leave. “ Hmm, Felix, don't you think you're taking these things too far? I mean, we should have a small wedding with just a few friends instead of lavishing money on a facade marriage. I don't think inviting Mr Clark would be necessary” I tried to sound convincing if Felix would see reasons with me on the issue. Felix hummed the car engine before he looked at me. “ It's a fake wedding, but I will spend my last dime to make it look real,” He said premeditatively without missing words.

Adele~ “So, when is the wedding?” Sarah waggled her brows suggestively. “Or should I say second wedding?” I dropped my head to the table with a groan. “There is no wedding! Not even a date… not a real one anyway.” Sarah gasped again – this time with a dramatic flair worthy of an Oscar. “Not a real one? So there was a fake one?” “Okay, that’s not what I meant.” I sat up, glaring at both of them. “You two are impossible.”

I was amazed that my mom finally agreed even though I already lied to Adriana that she already agreed. “Thanks mom, I'll be home tonight.” I said to her and ended the call. “Prepare, I'll be there till my wedding day.” I said to my Secretary and continued my journey to the room. “Finally she listened to me.” I muttered tiredly as I laid on the bed. I stretched my hand and grabbed a picture of my wife. “I miss you everyday.” I said calmly as I sat up on my head. The thought of the fake marriage makes me feel like I'm betraying her, but I can't help the situation right now. I just have to get a lady that'll stand in as a wife.

This feels surreal. “You're stunning,” Thalia, my cousin and my best friend, gushes once I'm all set. I wish I could give them a real smile, but this all feels wrong. Marriage shouldn't be like this, but I also can't let go of this opportunity. Just a year, Linnea. Just a year. “Thank you.” I give her the best fake smile I can ever form. “Linnea, I want to give you something,” Mum says, making me look at her. No, I don't want anything about this day to feel special. This day isn't special, and they need to understand that. This isn't a real wedding. It's a show.

I scoffed. “then don’t get too excited about this…all of this is fake! You don’t have to work so hard for the wedding, or prepare this much, it’s not real, none of it!” he said, I felt a stab in my heart, hearing these words from him, was like a slap in my face. I closed my eyes, “you don’t think I know this? but people don’t know it’s fake, that’s why it’ll have to look real. Unless you want people to think it’s fake…” I said, he took a deep breath.

So I pressed my forehead against his, sucked in a deep breath that completely had his scent then began to speak. “You and I are a team. We agreed to be one. To be there for each other. To help each other. And that is what I'd do. Marriage was never part of my life goals, just like being in a relationship. But like we are fake dating, we can simply fake marry…” “We can't fake a mating ceremony, Arwa.” “But it doesn't have to be real for me. I can do it, and when you find my family, I leave. Isn't that fake?”