Playpretend Stories

Across oceans and hours, little heartbeats were once written in the quiet space between sunrise in the Philippines and sunset in the UK. What she thought was tenderness, what she believed was being seen, turned out to be an illusion carefully timed and conveniently placed. These pages hold the voice of a woman who mistook consistency for sincerity, attention for intention. She believed walls were coming down, only to learn that some people don't knock to enter, they slip in quietly, rearrange the furniture of your heart, and leave without saying goodbye. What felt like safety was performance. What sounded like care was rehearsal. Each letter began as gratitude and ended as reckoning. A slow, painful understanding that being chosen is not the same as being kept, and that some connections exist only to teach you how deeply you can feel... and how quickly it can be taken from you. Hello from Your Favourite Time-Zone Problem is no longer a tribute. It is an autopsy of a love that never lived. A record of how easily hope can be manufactured, how intimacy can be faked, and how a woman learns, too late, that she was never a destination, only a stopover. This book is not for him anymore. It is for the woman who survived the truth, closed the door without apology, and finally chose herself when the illusion shattered.

"Miley! Miley Elizabeth Woodstock!" and something about his voice, the way he said her name; made her remember a life she had once lived, but lost the memory of. < <love is known to be complicated, but not as much as theirs.>> 2017 Copyright Reserved.

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As a girl whose parents rose up the ranks quickly, Y/N has trouble fitting into her new standards. The one solution she's been able to put to use every time is just to play pretend, but it all goes to shambles at the touch of one white haired boy.

[TAGALOG / ENGLISH] How to fall in love....?

From the moment Satianna Roagh witnessed her mother in a stunning satin wedding gown, her love for weddings became an unshakable part of her identity. Even after experiencing her mother's divorce and her own cancelled engagement, Satianna's passion for weddings remained unwavering. Channeling her love into a profession, she embraced the role of a wedding planner and found joy in turning dreams into reality. However, her world takes an unexpected turn when she receives a Friday afternoon call from potential clients-Alora and Liam Grahams, her ex-fiancé. Caught in a web of conflicting emotions, Satianna hesitates, torn between personal history and professional opportunity. Encouraged by her financial manager, Kennedy, who insists this could be their big break in the industry, Satianna reluctantly accepts the Grahams' request. As a firm believer in compartmentalizing personal feelings, she steps into the role, unaware that among the potential risks lies a threat to her own heart. Little does she know that the professional challenge she signed up for might just transform into a Planning Catastrophe, where the lines between past and present blur, and matters of the heart take center stage. In a world where love is both her profession and her potential downfall, Satianna must grapple with the unexpected twists that unfold as she orchestrates the most important day of her ex-fiancé's life.

I used to believe that I could get away with everything. I used to believe that everything should get according to how I want it. Until I met someone. Someone that I'm required to be close with. As hate flooded my career, I needed to do something that will distract them from the rumors spread about me. Thus I seeked the help of someone. We got into a deal. It was going really well. Everyone was fooled. But what if I tell you... That I, myself, is also starting to get fooled by my own stunt. The line between reality and acting started to get blurry. It was not going according to my plan. And I am not sure if I could get away with this one.

A girl who tried her best to fake the person others perceive her as, backfires at her in the most gruesome, yet satisfying manner ever.

just raw hartbreaking feelings

Neveah Prescott, a sassy girl needing to deal with her problems Sebastian Richards, a billionaire and soon to be heir of his fathers company What happens when one day these two end up colliding with each other and discover that they can help fix each others problems, simply by playing pretend.

"Don't love me because you have to. Love me because you want to" Sequel to Play pretend

Prologue Avonlea, nestled on the picturesque shores of Prince Edward Island, was a place where time seemed to dance gently with the rhythm of the seasons. The rolling fields, speckled with wildflowers and bordered by whispering woods, held stories as old as the island itself. In this tranquil setting, amidst the familiar hum of village life, hearts were quietly unraveling and new tales were waiting to be told. In the small town of Avonlea, nestled beneath the graceful shade of towering maple trees and under the watchful gaze of the starlit skies, there is an enchanting story of two souls navigating their way through a world where love serves as both a sanctuary and a profound awakening. This tale encapsulates the quiet strength and unwavering optimism of its characters, unfolding against the backdrop of a timeless landscape where the whispers of bygone eras reverberate through the fabric of the present. Awae work in progress Hey everyone, this is an Anne with an E fanfiction, added an Original Character and the main change is she is gonna be Gilbert's love Interest, English is not my first language but bear with me I'm gonna be doing my best! (you don't have no know anything about Anne with an E to read this and understand!) I'll be posting it on tumblr, wattpad and ao3 and I hope to have your support!

Cerita tentang sisi lain dari diri sendiri. Hal-hal yang tak sempat terucapkan saat terpikirkan satu pagi cerah, 1 November 2017 : 1.40

"Then be my fake girlfriend."

Because the best lies are those with an ounce of truth in it.

["Semi-Soet" but make it...✨American✨] A driven advertising executive Juliette Bennett is invited to South Africa to pitch to a prestigious, family-run wine estate. To impress the clients, who value stability and tradition, she hires a charming stranger to pose as her fiancé. But the plan begins to unravel when she discovers her pretend partner Jake Parker is, in fact, the very businessman (known as the "Jackal") threatening to take over her company. What follows is a journey that's part bitter, part sweet. Much like the perfect glass of semi-sweet wine.

It was a calm morning at Nevermore preschool, little outcasts running around, everyone having a blast; except for one particular girl. Wednesday Addams was not your typical little girl, she much rather play all by herself in a dark corner than running around screaming. She's more than content being on her own. Other kids irritate her, especially one bubbly blonde girl. ~ Follow along this two little girls on their daily lives! • -Wednesday AU, wanted to read something like this so i wrote it myself!! Any ideas are more than welcome. • These are children and children only, therefore i won't be shipping any of them romantically, no matter how much i love wenclair. <This fic is also posted on ao3 under the same name and same user!>