Real Person Fic Novels & Stories

Vida yawned. "Did a certain Harry Fletcher keep you up all night?" Tessa asked suggestively. Vida sighed. How she wished it was that simple. So, she figured she'd tell Tessa about it, hoping that her friend would not freak out. "Okay, since you're my best friend, I'll let you in on a secret." Vida said. Her thoughts were consumed once again with the mystery man who made her feel things she certainly should not be feeling in a dream. Her heart was beating fast again as heat rushed up to her cheeks. "I had a realistic dream where I-uhm . . . I--" Vida looked around just to make sure that no one was around to listen, then continued in a hush voice. "I had sex with a guy. And I can't seem to tak

Making Felicia sit back in her place. "Usually that's how it is. You know the pharmacy guys here yourself. Many are pretending to be handsome when they argue that the amount is minimal. Pretend to change girlfriends, date a senior just for the sake of being assisted in assignments." Felicia quietly watched her surroundings, only rarely commented. After all, she once had a campus love story. Even the person is still here even though it's not a student anymore.

Disbelief crossed his features, quickly replaced by confusion and something more: guilt. He made his way across the room. "Sienna? What's going on here?" he demanded. Damien stepped protectively beside her, his expression inscrutable. Aidan ignored him entirely. "You're with Damien Cole? Seriously? This is a joke right? Is this some sort of game?" he questioned incredulously. Sienna straightened her back resolutely. "No, it's not a game. It's real," she asserted with confidence. Isabelle approached them with a sugary smile of feigned innocence.

My name was Germaine Shaw. I'd just graduated from college, and my plain résumé made my job-seeking journey challenging. I'd lost the only job I'd managed to get after the internship ended because I'd turned down my superior's attempts to harass me sexually. The difficulties faced in my job search got me down. I stayed at home all day, demotivated and depressed. One day, while doom-scrolling, a new game caught my eye. "This is a romance game where you have all the freedom you need. Meet your destined half in the virtual world—set yourself free and release your pent-up desires!"

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

It was a totally unrealistic scene, but there was something about it that was very hot. Another scene I found myself enjoying, somewhat disconcertingly, was one that involved fake incest. A "mother" was sharing a bed with her son in a hotel room. He had an erection that he kept "accidentally" rubbing against her. Each time, her protestations grew weaker and eventually they were fucking. Again, it was a totally unrealistic (and poorly acted) scene, but there was something about it that turned me on. Although I could have held out longer, I was nearing the 50 minute mark and not certain any other good clips were on deck, so I let myself come when the "son" did.

A very loud round of applause welcomed us as we entered a room. Camera flash but it hurts my eyes though. I never thought… I will be going to engage in this kind of program that Jeoff never told me. Official introducing his fake wife. Yeah Jeoff! FAKE WIFE! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL

“And what do we tell him? That we’re still going through with the wedding for real, or that everything ends the moment the truth comes out?” Christian crossed the room slowly, stopping in front of her. His eyes searched hers, something soft and unguarded flickering there. “I don’t know anymore what’s real and what started as part of the plan,” he admitted quietly. “That kiss in the car wasn’t fake, Jessica. Meeting you at the cafe wasn’t the first time I felt something I couldn’t explain. Somewhere in these last three days, this stopped feeling like a contract to me.” Jessica’s breath caught. “Christian—”

He didn't look at me as he placed his hand on my lower back and started leading me inside. Once again, it seemed like it was settled on Wes and I being nothing more than friends, simply being flirty and faking the romance to sell our fake relationship. That was answer enough for me to know I had to get a grip on the situation and stop letting my judgement get clouded. We had walked back inside when I ran into Mirah. She sighed as she took a look at me. "Seriously, Fia? Is it so hard for you to control yourself?" "What?"

I have to tell the story I made up about how we met and fell in love, then I have to talk about how nice he treats me, trying not to choke at the amount of lies coming out of my mouth. I think I'm a good liar, though, because everyone believes me. Except Remy, of course, but he keeps his mouth shut. "Is he a good fuck? He looks like he's really good," Felicity, one of my friends, blurts out, looking at me with sparkling eyes. Lucia next to her hits her arm with a nervous laugh, "Sorry… I just want to know." My face gets hot and I guess red too, because everyone laughs at me.