Wedgie Stories Fake Novels & Stories

And I— I pressed my fingers against the windowsill. You are a contract wife, I told myself. You signed a document. You have a clause. You are here for five thousand dollars a month and your mother's debt and that is the precise and total extent of what this is. But there was Kai's voice in my head — he's better when you're here — and there was last night, the hotel room, the wine and the laughing and what if I'm not faking — And there was the way Zane had looked at her.

The two of them were completely oblivious to the rest of us. Vanessa gave me a sidelong look, “Oh, don’t mind these two.” I smiled deeply. We ordered a few drinks and then resumed our chatter. “So,” I said, “This is exciting, huh? Getting engaged and then moving all the way to L.A!” “That’s not even the most incredible part,” said Vanessa, “Just wait till you hear this.” She dropped her voice a note. “A few weeks ago, a woman came to me and asked me to fake her pregnancy reports!”

“I’ve been busy with my stuff. I haven’t paid attention to anything else.” I haven’t really even talked to anyone else lately. The only thing I’ve been thinking about and working on is this agreement with Alpha Trevor and my other smaller side project, but that has taken a nasty turn for the worst. Just thinking about the latest disaster has my blood boiling. All the money I’ve paid them over the last couple of years, and for it all to be a complete waste. Cole sits up straight. A small spark shines in his eyes as the corner of his mouth curls upward. “The latest rumor is some people have spotted a white wolf. Do you know what that means?”

It was the top trending topic and every platform and page had its own version of the story. Scorpion: This must be fake news and spread by someone who is coveting Mr. Wilson's position in the society, else, why hasn't any member of the Wilson's confirmed the news publicly? I don't believe this, Mr. Wilson is too powerful to be killed by an ordinary car. He's definitely relaxing somewhere or on a long vacation. F&G: Mr. Wilson is not permitted to die yet! He's too handsomeness to die and can't even die until he births my children. I refuse to give up now. He must live and make my dream come true. He can't die even if he wants to!!

So, simply removing some papers from his jacket he forwarded them to her. Her eyes grew wider looking at the paper type, and she shockingly blurted out, "We didn't plan on getting married for real. It was supposed to be a fake marriage, wasn't it? " It made him sigh whilst rolling his eyes lazily. Raven unfolded the papers and showed her the title that read, 'Marriage contract'.

Her expression darkened, and she said through gritted teeth, "Benjamin, I'm not pregnant. And that woman on our wedding night? She's an IVF coordinator I hired to get you up to speed." I didn't even have time to process that before a voice carried across the room, and every head turned. Kayla turned toward the sound, and whatever color she had left drained from her face completely.

She even messed up my hair so it looked thin and greasy. "Okay, script is ready," the girl with the laptop said. She handed me a few pieces of paper. "I used all the buzzwords. Betrayal, Father’s Love, Billionaire Bully. I also wrote some fake stories about how you used to buy Leo toys with your last dollar." "I never did that," I muttered, reading the lines. "Doesn't matter," Adrian snapped. "The internet doesn't want the truth. They want a story. They want to hate a rich guy. And Julian Vane is the richest guy there is."

And he, being the pack Alpha, may be the one we had an issue with… If this man, who I assumed was called Zeke... Alpha Zeke, did not approve of the situation we were placing in front of them, as false it may be, then he may not allow Zaine to take me as his chosen mate. Zaine was going to do all he could to portray us as a very much in love couple, I knew that. A long-term relationship. Like he had my own parents. Anything to make them believe the story we were weaving, to allow him to gain his title. But, if his father did not approve, then all our lies, our plan would have been for nothing. And that look within that man's eyes did not fill me with hope.

whispered Ricardo. Helena leaned back in her chair, her mind spinning at high speed. The investigation she had started to protect herself from Caio was revealing something she never imagined finding: Caio Moretti, the man who preached total control as the only form of security, was being robbed and used as a shield by those he trusted most. The rumors of serious irregularities emerging in the market weren't the result of Caio's master plan to illegally crush the competition. They were evidence that Caio's control was, in large part, an illusion sustained by falsified reports that his own generals delivered to him.

his mother called, but Wade had had enough. Pulling Delanie along with him, he stood at the center of the exquisite room and announced, “Therese is my wife. Lexi and I are in a fake marriage, and now it’s over.” One could hear a pin drop due to the sudden silence accompanying the information. Lexi looked like she could kill someone, and her father could not take the shame. “At this moment, we are ending all partnerships with the Thomases.” Wade’s mother was broken and cried, ignoring the shocked gapes of the guests and business partners. “After all we did for you, you couldn’t do one thing for us.”