Pretend You're Mine Book Novels & Stories

Most of it was Tiffany’s. I put on a long-sleeved top to hide the cut. I didn’t want questions. The sky glowed as twilight approached. Leaves rustled softly under my feet as I walked. A library. Of all places. The warm light shimmered softly within. I walked in, scanned the room. No Darius. I satZ I waited and waited. Eventually, disappointment pressed me into resting my head on the table. Then. A knock on the table. I looked up, and it was Darius. He smiled, a subtle, melting smile. I pretended not to feel anything. “Good day, Mr. Darius,” I said, straightening myself.

Probably I should deny it wasn't mine. I turned off my laptop and placed a book to my face pretending to be reading while I wasn't. “Hey” James greets while I look over my book with a serious expression even though my cheek is a mask of embarrassment and my heart can't stop beating so fast. It's just simple, deny it and move on. That's all. “I'm guessing you dropped this” “Umh… no… that's not mine, you're mistaken” “You mean you prefer this more than my own shaft. You haven't gotten a taste of it to see how good it is”

Only chosen people can open it, and if my mate is one of those people - then it will answer her question by yes or no. The whole aim of this book can serve me as much as it can serve my mate. I mean, if she ever thought about asking if she could trust me or not, for sure the answer would to my favor. I went back to my mate's room while holding that book between my hands. I was expecting to see her, but it didn't happen. She was showering, I put the book in the middle of her bed, then I left. I wanted to stay there and wait for her, but I have a training session with my worriers. As an alpha, I shall be strict with standards.

I said, to which he bowed and left. I sat down gently on the bed with my hands placed on my laps as I looked around. My phone then vibrated in my pocket which made my heart lurch. With a hand cradling my chest, I swiped it open, and smiled. My bank account had been credited with five million dollars just like Roman had promised, and now, the game of pretense had officially begun.

"You have to pretend to be my girlfriend, Peaches. You will be you, and you will become my pretend girlfriend in front of my father and everyone else," I breathed, my eyes locked with hers.

Lucinda is very excited to be moving out of her parent's house at the same time she is fighting the thought of leaving her parents.Mom and Dad I will miss you so much ,she hugs them with love .Mom can I take the pink blanket with me Lucinda asks her mum already holding the blanket ,yes you can her mom replied.I am ready to go Lucinda says as she caries some of her bags outside ,Lucinda can you leave me your black T-shirt Daren asked standing by the door way holding Lucinda's black T-shirt ,yes you can Lucinda smiled at him thank you Daren said as he rushed to put it on.

"I will move things to protect the Empire though. The Empire you do not care for..." "That is fine." Ren moved his hands and pulled her face level with himself. "What you have done and plan on doing, does not bother me. I am enjoying myself so keep doing that. But be careful. I have rules in place for a reason. They will clash with what you believe to be best for the Empire." "Yeah.. then I must make you fall in love with me." Melinda said with no shame. "That book you had in your den said men and women do stupid things when in love."

Mine is Scott by the way, no matter how stupid or dumb he is, he is still kind of cute Till later humans 💙💙 See you when I publish the next story💙

How could I tell him there was no one in the whole universe, except him, who could ever touch me. Suddenly, Phill appeared from behind, once again. I was a little relieved but then everything turned upside down. Phill grabbed me by my waist, squeezed me, pulling me away from Jake. " It's mine! ” I felt like someone dropped an atom bomb over me. Jake almost stumbled behind. My hands immediately reached out to hold him. But he ignored me. I could see his eyes turn blood red as he glared at Phill for a few minutes. Then he slowly turned towards me, "Are you going to just stand there and not even try to deny it? ”

And I couldn’t believe it; it was my book. It was the first book I ever published, “My Hero in the Dark.” A smile crept on my lips; he was reading my book, “Coffee?” “Burgundy,” he called, pulling me out of my daydream. I cleared my throat. “What?” “Do you want coffee?” “No…just my money.” Liam nodded, picked up the book, and continued reading like I wasn’t here asking for my money. Was he seriously going to pretend like he doesn’t owe me?