Pretend Synonym Novels & Stories

“Yes, we do.” “No.” I slammed the knife down too hard. Mayonnaise splattered across the counter, and my voice shook. “What we need is to pretend. Pretend everything’s fine. Pretend she’s not here. Pretend you don’t look at me like you’re in love with me. Pretend I don’t look at you the same way.” My voice cracked on the last word. “Pretend until it kills us.” He didn’t even blink. He stepped closer instead, his gaze fierce and unrelenting. “Don’t say that.” His voice was low, dangerous. “Don’t you dare say that. You know this isn’t pretend.”

About halfway through class she turned to him and smiled devilishly. "Hi there." She didn't speak out loud, her lips never moved and he instead heard her voice inside his head. "My name is Syn, you must be new at this." The voice giggled a little. "You can't even Whisper yet, can you?" Syn noticed the perplexed look on his face. "It's like ventriloquism, but at ultra-high frequencies. Just hum a little, keep making it higher until you can feel it." Mike followed her orders until he reached a frequency that no human could her. "Now just talk."

I ask mockingly. #############

There's a fine line between pretending and not telling anything. With no telling, it would be easy to just shut up and change the topic, but that would be called avoidance, and my Aunt doesn't like to be evaded. On the other hand, if I play pretentious, I might get caught in one wrong move, but I could also hide how I was really feeling. So upon arriving home, I pretended to have a happy mood and told them that I had fun and would love to see Matt another time, then gave them the excuse to go to my room and change.

“I have faith this will work.” He kissed her on the mouth. “So do I.” * * * * Mercedes took a deep breath and steadied her shaky limbs. Pretend you are Kat. It shouldn’t be that hard—after all, she’d started to portray her sister when she first arrived in Dorchester. But this time was different. To play the part of her sister, she’d donned one of Kat’s immodest dresses. And Heaven help her, she would flirt like she’d never done before. The plan must work! Both Gabriel and William’s lives were at stake.

Both of us pretending we felt nothing. So why did it feel like I'd just made the biggest mistake of my life?

Most of the company's contracts were even retracted. My name and photos were used by others to slander me hurtfully. Just as the internet got heated with this discussion, Ivana suddenly appeared teary-faced. She shared a video that declared her real identity. "I'm Summer Lang's best friend. My name is… Summer Lang said she didn't want her husband and son anymore, so she approached me." Ivana paused, her eyes growing even redder. She covered her face while sobbing. "She threatened me with her parents' money and paid me a hundred thousand dollars to seduce her husband! Summer pretended to be blind in order to successfully catch her husband cheating…"

When Malcolm saw it, he froze for a beat. It was pork stew with pears. Pear, as in "pair". I used to joke I'd make it the day we stopped being one. Without noticing the subtle shift in Malcolm’s expression, Ashley had already taken the stew. She'd barely had a bite when she jolted and dumped the plate on me. I stood there, a mess, stew dripping off me, while she covered her mouth like she hadn't meant it. "Oh, no! I'm so sorry. It was too hot, and I wasn't holding it properly…"

she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.