Title: My Fake Canadian Wife
Author: M. Hollis
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: January 7, 2019
Heat Level: 2 - Fade to Black Sex
Pairing: Female/Female
Length: 25600
Genre: Contemporary, LGBT, lesbian, student, waitress, photographer, holidays, immigrant, Brazil, Canada, fake marriage
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Synopsis
When Dora receives a letter from the immigration service in Canada saying she will be deported soon, as her visa is expiring, a friend suggests she marry a woman. Since she doesn’t currently have a girlfriend, faking a relationship might be her only option since she can’t muster the desire to return to school for advanced photograph studies.Abby is a reserved librarian who seems enthusiastic about helping with the marriage plan. As the two girls get to know each other through dates in snowy Toronto and meeting Abby’s family for Christmas, Dora starts to wonder how much of this relationship they are faking and how much is real.
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My Fake Canadian Wife
M. Hollis © 2019
All Rights Reserved
Chapter One
My hands shook around the letter, the words blurring before my eyes. This couldn’t be happening. Not to me. Almost two years living in Toronto, without any complications, and now I received
notice I was going to be deported. Thrown out of the place I was learning to love as my own. And honestly? I was to blame for missing the expiration date on my student visa.
notice I was going to be deported. Thrown out of the place I was learning to love as my own. And honestly? I was to blame for missing the expiration date on my student visa.
Now, I had to race against time to legalize my immigrant status, or I’d have to go back to Brazil. To a home I barely thought about anymore.
I sat on the couch, letting the letter fall to my lap. I was screwed. Completely screwed.
My roommate, Julie, came out of her room, stopping in her tracks to give me a curious glance. “Geez, you look like someone died,” she said. “Don’t you have to go to work?”
When I didn’t say anything, Julie gave up and walked to the kitchen. I heard mugs being moved around and cupboards opening and closing. A few seconds later, she came back, a small frown creasing her forehead.
Julie was a cute tomcat bisexual girl who was into indie movies, the ones with barely any dialogue, where one watched people live through a vintage faded screen. Some of them were actually nice, if
one was in the right mood to understand its meaning behind the many layers of subtext.
one was in the right mood to understand its meaning behind the many layers of subtext.
Technically, the apartment we shared belonged to her. She was the rich kid of a famous Canadian producer, and her mother was a well-known director in the Toronto film community, so her family
paid for most of her expenses. Or, well, now our living conditions. I couldn’t really complain since I had a bedroom to myself, a cozy living room, and a kitchen large enough for more than two people to move around comfortably.
paid for most of her expenses. Or, well, now our living conditions. I couldn’t really complain since I had a bedroom to myself, a cozy living room, and a kitchen large enough for more than two people to move around comfortably.
What more could a girl like me ask for in life?
Right, citizenship.
“Okay, please tell me no one actually died,” Julie said, her bangs falling in front of her dark eyes.
I shook my head, finally coming back to myself and jumped from the couch. “I need to go to work.”
“Well, you can still get there in time.” And then Julie was back to her morning coffee rituals.
I had a life to take care of. This situation wasn’t going to fix itself if I sat around, missed work, and stared at this letter all day. I moved quickly, shoved the letter into my backpack before grabbing my keys and my bike helmet.
“Have a good day!” Julie said from the kitchen as I opened the door. “And be careful with the traffic.”
I rolled my eyes at her worry. Julie had been struck by a car last year when she was biking around the city, and now she believed bicycles were monsters from hell, instead of realizing drivers can be
the real assholes. She even tried to get rid of my red beauty, but I obviously didn’t let her touch my baby.
the real assholes. She even tried to get rid of my red beauty, but I obviously didn’t let her touch my baby.
“Don’t worry! You have a good day too,” I said as I closed the door behind me.
Racing down the stairs, I almost tripped over someone. I took a step back, cursing to myself when I caught a glimpse of dark blonde hair. It was our neighbor from downstairs, Carol.
“Hi, Dora,” Carol said with a sly smile. “Haven’t seen you in a while.”
She played with her hair in a flirtatious way, leaning closer. I tried to get past her, but she was quicker and trapped me against the wall.
So maybe I had slept with our super-hot neighbor when I had just moved in and desperately needed to get laid. I still regretted the decision. Not that the sex was bad, but Carol didn’t seem to get
the message that casual sex with her wasn’t something I was going to make a habit of.
the message that casual sex with her wasn’t something I was going to make a habit of.
I pushed past her to gain a little breathing space. “You know how it is. Super busy with work and life.”
Carol’s mouth formed a little pout. “If you ever have free time, you know where to find me. I’m right under you.” She winked at me and waved before saying, “Bye, bye,” and walked the last steps to
her floor, swaying her hips suggestively.
her floor, swaying her hips suggestively.
I blinked a few times, trying to bring myself back to reality. Work. I needed to get to work. I ran the last steps, opened the garage door, grabbed my bike, and left the building.
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Meet the Author
M. Hollis could never decide what to do with her life. From the time she was a child, she has changed her ideas for a career hundreds of times. After writing in hidden notebooks during classes and daydreaming during every spare moment of her day, she decided to fully dedicate herself to her stories. When she isn’t scrolling around her social media accounts or reading lots of femslash fanfiction, you’ll find her crying about female characters and baking cookies.Twitter | Tumblr | Pinterest
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My Rating - Stars!
A cute fake marriage story
not too much involved, as it's a short story, but it's a fun one.
This one is a bit simplistic, but you can’t really get upset with Hale since it’s meant to be a short and not a full novel. She even managed to get a twist into this one, albeit predictable, but still a twist that was much appreciated by this reader.
This is my first f/f romance with a fake marriage trope and I was excited to read it. And though the story took some unexpected turns, it was a pleasant and sweet experience.
Dora is a very confusing protagonist and I’m not exactly sure what I feel about her. I could totally feel her anxiety about the deportation and about not wanting to go back home because she has already come to love Toronto like her own. However, she seemed very resigned to her fate and didn’t seem very proactive in trying to change her visa situation. I really liked Abby more and would have loved to read her POV. She could be both assertive and shy, and I could totally see that she was developing genuine feelings for Dora, despite Dora’s own cluelessness. And I just felt that Abby was more concerned about Dora’s visa situation than she was herself, which just made me slightly angry. However, I liked the way the uncertainty was resolved and the ending was very cute and optimistic.
The writing is very easy to read and I finished it pretty much in a single sitting. I think the author did a good job bringing Dora’s resignation (which almost felt like laziness) to life and then gave her that touch of inspiration to move forward with her future plans. It’s always great when the author is able to make me change my opinion about the main character and it definitely helped me come to agree with the direction the author took this story in. I also loved that both our main characters have supportive friends who always have their back. I always enjoy good female friendships.
Overall, this is a cute story of falling in love but I would have definitely loved to get to know the two MCs better. Give this a try when you want something short and fluffy.
This was a cute holiday romance.
Dora who receives a letter from the immigration will be deported. When her friend suggest she marry a woman.
Since she not in the relationship she meets librarian Abby who all for helping her out and when they go on dates to get to know each other and spend time with Abby family they start to wonder is this a real relationship or are we still pretending.
I like this story because it remind me of the holiday movies on tv which I find a bit hiarlious when they could easily to do a same sex couples in these movies cause let's be honest basically every holiday movie has the same premise
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