Pretend Lovers Novels & Stories

“We are both fine, darling.” I made a face at their cheesiness, already regretting my decision of coming over here. Even though they have been married for over 7 years now, Judy and Ryder are still very much smitten with each other like some teenagers in heat. They love each other and they are not afraid to show it either. Whenever I get together with them, I physically and mentally prepare myself for the amount of PG rated public display of attention I would get from both of them. They, however, manage to tone it down in front of their kids.

I asked, voice barely above a whisper, “How do we make this work if everything between us is built on manipulation and secrets?” He took a slow breath, his eyes darkening with resolve. “I want to set some ground rules. No more pretense—no more playing parts assigned by our families. We have to start being honest, even if it’s painful. I propose that we agree to meet every evening in private, to talk about everything. No more public facades. Just you and me, facing our truths.” I hesitated, the idea both terrifying and oddly comforting. “You mean… we’ll spend time together every night? In your room?” My voice wavered between hope and apprehension.

His hand slid down into his pants, wrapping around his already hardening cock as the fantasy took over. In his mind, they were alone in his dorm room. Lydia stood in front of him, biting her lip with a shy but eager smile. She slowly pulled off her top, revealing smooth skin and perky breasts with hardening nipples. Oliver stood up, pulling her close, kissing her deeply as his hands roamed over her body. He cupped her breasts, thumbs circling her nipples until she moaned softly into his mouth. He pushed her gently onto the bed, stripping off the rest of her clothes. Lydia lay there naked, legs slightly parted, looking up at him with lust-filled eyes. “Oliver… I want you,” she whispered.

I spat, my tone colder than the diamonds on my tiara. I ranted, "In case you haven't noticed, we're not in some kind of stupid fairytale. This whole charade is just a game for Eric. It is a business transaction, a marriage solely built on a contract. Eric doesn't love me and I sure as hell don't love him. So why do you keep pretending like this is some romantic affair? It's all a facade, it's all a game, Jamila and you seem to be enjoying it a bit too much."

he said, “after the gala… things will be different. We have to stay in character the whole time. Even when we are alone in the car. Even when we get home. Because reporters will be watching. And my family will be watching.” He took a step closer, invading my personal space again. “So, for tonight, Akira… pretend. Pretend very well. Pretend that you love me. Pretend that I love you. Because the world needs to see the perfect couple.” He lifted my chin with his finger, forcing me to look him in the eye. “Can you do that?” I looked at him, at his beautiful face, at his lips that I so desperately wanted to kiss. “Yes,” I whispered, my heart breaking into a million pieces. “I can pretend. I’ve ha

On their wedding day, right as Elena Emerton and Kyle Fenton were about to exchange rings, a woman rushed Kyle with a knife. Elena moved on instinct, throwing herself in front of Kyle. The blade sank into her chest, and she crumpled into Kyle's arms. As the woman was dragged away, she screamed, "Kyle Fenton, we're not done! How dare you get married?" That was when Elena recognized her. Allison Smyth. Kyle's sworn enemy for the past six years. Before anyone could react, Allison broke free and held the knife to her throat. "Kyle, I'm tired. Let's end this." Kyle's eyes went wide. He dropped Elena and rushed to Allison, catching the blade with his bare hand. Elena hit the floor hard.

I still intend to be the exception, as usual, as fucking my partner, or being fucked by them, is simply part of the game. Nothing wrong with that, but not everyone sees it this way. A few minutes later their scene ends just as I have guessed, and after Angelo is done with some preliminary aftercare the usual friendly banter and comments ensue. Bella seems a little intimidated by that but I quickly assure her that no one is going to judge what's going on, but like with any passionate hobby people just love to gossip. Once the crowd slowly disperses to give the now happy

Aileen suggests as all three of us walk out of history class. “I’ll be taking a rain check guys, got a date with Christian.” Kathie says with a cute pout on her face while trying to fake a sad expression. "You don't need to pretend lover girl," Aileen rolls her eyes at Kathie before shoving her books to her. "You might as well just help me place my books in my locker since you're bailing on us," Aileen immedately looks away as a smile creeps up her face, knowing Kathie was staring at her in disbelief.

Dark Louiz and I exchanged looks again. "What are you waiting for? You're just wasting your time, Dark Louiz. You begin courting my friend right now. Don't be so slow, you're not a turtle," she said with a joke. My three friends laughed. "You both love each other, right? There'll be no problem if you'll have a serious relationship with no agreement unlike before. From being fake lovers might possibly turn into real lovers without an agreement with each other. A playboy learns how to love again." I gasped. Dark Louiz looked at me again. His face looks serious.

pray it's really coming true the True Alpha and the Turned one oh the stories I heard as a child. The doctor looks so excited and he smiling and dancing now oh the joy you two will bring to our world. He stops and grabs her hands you must protect your child at all cost if the legend is true you and your family and children will bring peace to all of us. Tam stands up from the chair wait you belive I am the True Alpha and and he falls back down in the chair. It explains everything your connection too her while she was still human. Why you could never touch another female it all makes since. You two are meant to be its been told for thousands of years. I know I heard the stories as a child. S