Short Quotes About Fake Friends Novels & Stories

Alina Sinclair was framed by the man she loved and left to rot in the world’s most brutal prison. Now, she’s out, but she’s living a lie. To get her revenge, she must impersonate Serena Campbell, the Perfect Luna, and marry the one man more dangerous than the prison she fled, Felix Night, the Alpha King. With a forbidden prisoner’s mark on her back and a fake scent in her veins, one mistake means a death sentence. But as the King’s suspicions grow, Alina realizes the only thing more dangerous than her secret is the fire he ignites within her. She came for vengeance, yet she might stay for Luna's throne. Will she find love? Or will she be caught?

To scrape together enough money for tickets home on New Year’s Eve, I took on a part-time job and accidentally entered a livestream where money was being thrown around. The boy on screen had fair skin and wore a high-end knit sweater, with a luxuriously decorated villa behind him. “It’s too boring being kept here. My sugar mommy gives me more money than I can spend. Let’s do some giveaways.” Excited, I grabbed several large cash drops in a row. The money for my girlfriend’s and my tickets was almost enough. Then the boy suddenly leaned close to the camera. “She keeps saying the tear mole under my eye looks like her boyfriend’s. What bad luck, sharing the same feature as some poor loser.” My fingers trembled. I had a tear mole in the exact same spot. A comment floated by: [How could a sugar mommy’s boyfriend be poor?] The boy sneered, running a hand through his hair. “She’s just playing around. Told him she’s a million in debt, and he’s dumb enough to work and help her pay it off.” My heart went cold. My girlfriend was also supposedly a million in debt. “The funniest part is, she just spent three days with me. When she left, I asked if she still had the energy to go be with him. “She said as long as she tells him she’s going to wash dishes at a barbecue place, that idiot will feel bad and go deliver food to make some extra money overnight.” Another big cash drop came in. I had enough now. My phone rang. Wren’s voice sounded tired as she said, “Aran, the ticket money isn’t enough… I made a little over two hundred dollars washing dishes. I’ll head home now.”

Salma Gascon falls in love with her best friend on the day he saves her at a frat party. On graduation night, Salma confesses her feelings and Brandon McLean admits he feels the same. By morning, he is gone and has erased her from his life. Weeks later, Salma learns she is pregnant. When she goes to him, she finds him with the woman who once hurt her. He rejects her and the child. At home, Salma hears plans to force her into aborting her child. She runs away without looking back. Years later, Salma returns as a successful surgeon and a daughter that looks just like Brandon. Brandon finds himself in need of her help but when they finally see each other, old feelings of lust, desire and also hate rise up. They become locked in a custody battle for their daughter, Leona. But Leona unexpectedly falls sick and they are left with a choice. To keep fighting their attraction for each other or to fight to stay together.

Ethan Fani, a rising star in the business world, finds his heart shattered after a betrayal by his partner. Desperate to see his son happy again and protect their family's legacy, his father devises a plan: pay someone to date Ethan and restore his confidence. Enter Anna Hobbs, a young woman thrust into adulthood by family tragedy. Struggling to provide for her father and sister, she's drawn to the promise of quick cash when she stumbles upon an intriguing job opportunity. But as she delves deeper into the charade, Anna realises that the price of easy money may be higher than she ever imagined. Can Anna keep her secret from Ethan, or will their burgeoning connection unravel everything? In a world where love and deception collide, Ethan must navigate the thin line between truth and fiction, risking her heart in the process.

When Elijah cheated, I didn’t cry or make a scene. I pretended not to know. When he kept Naomi on the side, I forced down the pain and endured it. After all, I had a lovely son with Elijah. He loved me, and I wanted to give him a complete family. It wasn’t until the day I found out that my son, Kai, had gone with Elijah to that other home and was calling Aunt Naomi with affection that I stopped wanting to endure it any longer. I told my childhood friend that I wanted a divorce. He looked at me deeply, saying, “Hazel, everyone in Neopolis knows that Elijah loves you with his life. His influence covers the entire city. Leaving him won’t be easy.” However, I replied numbly, “Then let Hazel die. Let her die in front of Elijah. Let him watch his wife disappear with his own eyes. From that moment on, there will be no more Hazel Foster in this world.” When I learned that Kai preferred Naomi, I realized that the past two years of endurance had been nothing but a joke. This time, I don’t want either my husband or my son anymore.

“This agreement states that Blake Monroe will act as Ethan Blackwood’s girlfriend for a duration of three months, in exchange for the sum of thirty million dollars, to be paid upon successful completion of the arrangement.” I dropped the paper. He watched me with that damn smirk. “Well?” I stared at him. “Are you completely out of your f**king mind?” Blake didn’t mean for it to go that far. It was supposed to be a quick one time thing one reckless plan. But she picked the wrong guy. Or maybe… the right one. Ethan Blackwood. The youngest billionaire in New York. And instead of pressing charges, he offered her a deal: be his fake girlfriend for 3 months in exchange for thirty million dollars. Thirty million dollars. Blake accepted with only one condition No sex between them. From the look of things she needed this money. She had just lost her job and home. Easy, right? Blake finds her self falling in love with Ethan who does not do love and doing the one thing she didn’t want to do in the first place. But when the lies start to feel like truth… What happens when the contract ends and she finds out the truth of her parent’s death? Will he love her back? Will Ethan still want her when this act is over? Or will she just be another deal he planned to walk away from?

Liiza and Zach have been friends since they were little. Their parents have been close for just about forever. When high school starts, Zach finds himself in a new group of friends who all end up in relationships, leaving Zach feeling a tad bit jealous. So, he does the most logical thing for that moment. Lie. Will Zach & Liiza get caught out in a lie? How will they, and everyone else cope with their muddled lives of friends and drama

“If you find yourself and your friends in a haunted mansion with sex demons, what would you do?” *** So, five friends, a couple among them, decided to sign up for CNC group sex to celebrate their 20th birthday. But as soon as they stepped into the haunted mansion, they realized they were trapped, and the hot strangers they came to meet were actually monstrous sex demons. These demons were all about feeding on their sexual energies as they helped them hit climax after climax. But at what cost? **** If you're easily aroused, grab a rose. If you're easily spooked, maybe snuggle up with a teddy bear before diving into this twisted tale. The journey ahead will challenge your senses and push boundaries, so brace yourself for an experience that’s as thrilling as it is unsettling. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Yuri's father calls and tells me to send his son, the Alpha heir and my childhood friend, home to meet his further mate. But Yuri Blevin is lying next to me, fast asleep and shirtless. Thinking it's just a joke, I nudge him and say with a light laugh, "Yuri, they said they've arranged a mate for you. What do you think?" He raises an eyebrow and lazily wraps an arm around my waist. "Then make sure you pick a nice suit for me. I trust your taste will impress her." When I freeze and say nothing, Yuri opens his eyes and lets out a carefree chuckle. "Hey, Ophelia, what kind of reaction is that? We're just casual lovers, right? Don't tell me you actually thought I'd make you my future Luna?"

In the tenth year of being the secret lover of Luca, a Mafia Don, I died. When the bullet tore through my chest, I used the last of my strength to dial his number. “Luca, I’ve been shot… Please, save me…” On the other end, he let out a careless, mocking snort. “Eva, is this another one of your tragic‑act routines? Helena’s waiting for me to have breakfast with her. I’m tired of this game. Stop bothering me.” Then, the call cut off without mercy, and so I closed my eyes in despair. When I opened them again, I had gone back seven days before the shooting. This time, with trembling fingers, I dialed a number I hadn’t dared to touch in three years. “Marcus, three years ago, you said you’d marry me. Do you still stand by it?” The voice on the other end exploded. “Eva! You finally called me! I’m in Sicily, clearing out an enemy faction. I can’t get back right now. “Give me seven days. I swear I’ll come back to you in a blaze of glory!”