Real Life Dating Games Novels & Stories

Tray explained. I blushed. “You get your gift separately since you’re with me.” He added, to the lady next to him, and she laughed. “Game one, eat a candy stick together. First to have the shortest candy stick win. Two, stare into each other’s eyes for a full minute, lovingly and convincingly. Three…” he brought out lipstick. “How many kisses can you plant on your partner’s face?” I covered my mouth at the games. Already my heart was beating hard.

“Ground rules?” He nodded, his eyes glinting. “First of all, no one can know this is fake. If anyone suspects that we’re not actually dating, the whole thing falls apart. So, we need to be convincing—like, really convincing.” She wasn’t sure whether to be intimidated or intrigued by the way he spoke, but she swallowed and nodded. “Okay. What else?”

Ronan's POV "What?" I repeated, because surely I'd heard her wrong. Sarra tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I said no." I stood there, coffee mug still in my hand, trying to process what just happened. "You're saying no to being my girlfriend?" "Yes." "But we're already—" I gestured between us. "We're already doing this. We're fake dating. How is real dating any different?" She wrapped her arms around herself. "Because fake dating has an expiration date. Real dating doesn't."

DELIA Both of them blinked. Carrie’s mouth dropped open. “You’re WHAT?” “Fake-dating,” I repeated carefully. They looked at each other, eyebrows raised, clearly not buying it. Shawn narrowed his eyes. “Delia. Sweetie. Who in God’s name decides to FAKE date you out of nowhere?” I shrugged, leaning against the counter like the world wasn’t about to eat me alive. “He… needed a woman for public appearances.” “Public appearances?” Carrie repeated.

Greg grins, "A little souvenir." I pick it up, It says Love Is A Game." Chase rubs his hands together. "Well, we're opening it." Within minutes, the cards and pieces are spread across the coffee table. The game turns out to be a mixture of fun questions, silly challenges, and guessing games for couples. It isn't embarrassing in the slightest—just wonderfully light-hearted. One round has Greg and me trying to guess each other's favorite desserts. "I know this one," Greg says confidently.

All they do is fight. "And now, it's time for the couple's game!" The MC announced as everyone cheered happily and clapped that Elizabeth wondered what the game was all about "I have a couple of games on my list and most of them were suggested by random fans so… We are starting with the couple's DRINK FOR YOUR THOUGHT, this is how the game goes. Couple take a sip from the apple juice and sincerely say whatever they wished to say to their partners!" The man announced as they all clapped, thinking of the game got Elizabeth worried that she'd be definitely trapped with the game. "Not all couples will participate in this game, Couples will be nominated" The man announced as Elizabeth face lit up

Harper's POV I hated that I was actually considering it, my head buzzed with the traitorous math about what I stood to gain. "What exactly does fake dating look like?" I asked. Ashton didn't hesitate. I could see the corner of his lips pull up. "You show up to my games. Sit where people can see you. We eat together twice a week minimum, somewhere public. You don't go running after Ethan in front of anyone and I don't entertain Sienna. We sell it enough that nobody questions it."

“But the answer will be no?” “I don’t date brothers.” “Not true.” He wagged his finger. “You did date the both off us last week.” “That was for a game that I chose to keep my heart out of. Dating you two for real would be too complicated and crazy. You two couldn’t handle it either.” “Jax and I are used to dating the same women.” “Yes, but that’s because your minds were in the game. Plus the both of your competition was all about sex and male prowess, not hearts, love, and the intimacy people develop from real dating.”

I chewed my teeth as she cut me off again. “This is none of your business!” she snapped. “As your husband , I think it’s all of my business.” She stood straighter and turned to face me and damn, was she tall? “Well you see then, James, that stuff is all fake and only for the public. In here, away from them, you are just James McKenna and I am Amara Livingston, two separate individuals who do not get involved in each other's lives. That was your brilliant idea or have you forgotten? And James? We're just engaged.”

Even thinking about Logan made my stomach twist. Inside the hotel, Ryan led me toward a quiet table in the corner. He pulled out my chair. “Thank you.” He smiled before taking the seat opposite me. A waiter approached, and we placed our orders. The moment she left, I looked at Ryan. “Ryan, your parents…” His phone started ringing. My heart jumped. Ryan pulled it from his pocket and looked at the screen. His expression hardened. “Speak of the devil.” He placed the phone face down on the table. I sighed. Of course. They were probably calling because of what he had done at the arena. “You shouldn't have done that.” “Done what?” “Everything at the arena.” His jaw tightened. “I told you. I don't