Wedgie Stories Fake Novels & Stories

Florence took a deep breath and put on her best fake smile. “What is it this time, Emma? Are you going to tell me that he has a hidden family in Thailand or that he has a secret son? These gossips are ridiculous, I don’t even know why you even listen to them,” Florence rolled her eyes and mimicked her friend’s pose. “No?” Emma sounded offended. “And I don’t believe these gossips either, it’s just fun to share them with you. Who would I talk to about this? Anyway, this is the real deal, came from an official source.”

Follow me on I*******m to learn how to access Ream • THE MIDNIGHT MAFIOSO • What happens when you lie that a random stranger is your husband and you two have a son? ~`~ When Inna's parents mysteriously disappear, she is left to take care of her young brother. She runs out of money, and she is left with no option but to lie that a random stranger is her husband and the six-year-old brother is their son. She uses this lie to steal money from this random stranger, and she gets away with it. Or not… Later, she receives a call from an unknown number. A strange man calls her, demanding to meet his ‘son’ and get his ‘wife’ back.

After the call, he turns his attention back to me. "Okay," he said, "I'll save your mother, as long as you fulfilled your promise." This is all for you mom, "I promise." •●• "You agreed to his proposal?" Zoe asks and I nodded "my friend you are getting bolder and bolder every day." He told me not to tell anyone that this is going to be a fake marriage, but I already told Zoe but I didn't mention it to him. "I happy for you," she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style."

"But we have a problem. A big one." He held out his phone. A news alert on the screen. Kade D'Angelo International Warrant for Association with Organized Crime Below it was a photo of Kade. Recent. Professional. Like something cut from official files. "What is this?" Kade took the phone. Read the article. "These charges are fabricated. I never did half of these things.” "Your mother's final revenge." Vincent said grimly. “She gave federal prosecutors years of evidence. Financial records. Testimony. Communications. All of it fake but convincing enough to be mistaken for the real thing by investigators who don’t know better.”

CHAPTER 115 — GOLDEN MORNING AFTER BRANDY’S POV The internet’s been doing what it does best—running its mouth. Apparently, I “faked” my own accident. Cute. Real cute. Some wannabe detectives on I*******m are convinced I staged the whole thing for clout. Others, the extra dramatic ones, say I “slithered” my way into my late husband rich friend’s love life like some kind of scandalous serpent. Honestly, the creativity is impressive.

my editor said without even saying hello, “Did you see the blog post on Watchdog Weekly?” “No. Why?” “There’s a story trending about a certain journalist who once falsified sources, got named in a hush settlement, and conveniently reinvented herself through dating a famous artist. Sound familiar?” My heart dropped. No names. But too many details to be coincidence. “Jesus,” I muttered. “They can’t prove anything—”

"Did you really dig up someone whose face wasn't even visible? You've got some skills. I'll give you that." "I'm a nurse at the hospital. I saw Giselle and the others today! They're stunning! They're even better-looking than in pictures or videos!" "Are you for real, or are you just making things up? I've seen like 100 eye-witness accounts already, and every one of them turned out fake." "I swear that I'm not lying! I'll curse myself to never earn another dollar again if I'm lying!" "Tell us, then. Did Mr. Fordham and Jonathan fight? I bet they did! Give me a video, then I'll believe you."

one subordinate reported, "our PR team has handled the rest. Vickie Donaldson won't get away with this." "Good." Marion nodded. The situation was under control, but he refused to let even a ripple of stress reach Debra. "Let's go." As his car pulled away, a notification flashed on his phone. It was a news article titled "Fake Heiress Exposed. Surgery, Lies, and Stolen Identity". He clicked the article. It detailed Vickie's cosmetic surgeries, fabricated backstory, and overseas aliases, complete with before-and-after photos and leaked documents. "Sir, should we intervene?" his aide asked.

There are such a large number of individuals traveling every which way in the downtown area, plus an enormous number of individuals spilling out, the vehicle can't pass through the group by any means for some time. Without saying a word, Jared leaped out of the vehicle and strolled around there with huge strides. As soon as he drew near to the surrounding region, he heard a great deal of furious voices. "Give us our money back! Pay us back These jewellery are fake!" "The omega company is a liar! Give us a refund!" "Besides the fact that the gems is counterfeit even the story about his wife is clearly false. He doesn't love his wife." " repay us our cash."

It wasn’t rocket science, anyone could see that he was responsible for this damage. I had to give him credit. He was thorough, making sure to include a set of fake documents showing the agreement of a contract marriage, complete with forged signatures of Hazel and I. The whole thing was stupid, we weren’t even in a contract marriage, it didn’t make any sense. It portrayed me as the exact monster the world expected of me. Headlines about a speculated inheritance. Interviews from soon-to-be ex-employees claiming my relationship with Hazel came out of nowhere, since they had never seen her before they heard news of our wedding. There were even sonogram photos of a child who sure as shit wasn’t