Amazing Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

I tap his stomach with the wooden spoon and wink at him. He gasps and raises his eyebrows, "are you calling me 'fat'?" "No darling, I would never." I bite my lip, trying to hide the small smile from appearing and grab the pasta. Ready to set the table for dinner. "Bells..." He whispers as he laughs deeply at me. His arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me against his chest. "Josh! Look out, it's still hot." "Don't worry. You're way hotter." "Oh my God, that's even worse than the 'did u fall from heaven' pick-up-line." I laugh.

Every nerve in my body jumped. “You have the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen.” He must be drunk, or this must be his pickup line. I blinked at his words. He was just probably bored and wanted to waste his time with someone, and that poor someone was me for a moment, in this freaking break room. Great.

Just showing you horrible pick up lines I found on some lame website Feyi: Suuurrreee Ay, show me the better ones you can come up with. Ayo: Alright, get ready to fall into my arms baby. Feyi: Don't call me baby😬 Ayo: Of course 😂. I have 4 percent battery remaining. I chose to message you. Did I choose wisely? Feyi: For one, your phone is never below 50, and two, this is more horrible than the first one. Can I get a yes? Ayo: Nope. It's actually pretty good. Because my phone is on 49 percent and that's as good as it being on 4.

*we want you to be our runaway bride for the month* *Just an interview, miss Annabel, I will love to have you in my show * *oh my gee.... please can I have your I*******m number?" *I will love to see your face, I'm sure you are damn cute!" *Ahh, please show your face to us * *wow!.. please tell us your I*******m number* *Am sure you look like an angel * *Goodness lord,please tell us your I*******m number* Aish!

I want to keep her mind off of Stacey and the perfect opportunity comes up when I hear a guy spilling out one awful chat-up line to a girl at the bar. "did you just hear that guy?" I chuckle out to her. "no, what did he say?" "he just went up to that girl at the bar and said if I flip a coin, what do you reckon my chances are of getting head?" "oh no, haha, that poor girl!" her laugh lights up my world and I want to keep hearing it. "yup, what's the worst chat-up line that someone has used on you?" "hmm, Savannah, Mia, Paige and I went to Rogers bar a few months ago and a guy comes up to me while I was at the bar waiting for our drinks and said are you a parking ticket? because you've got FI

“Amazing.” He lifted his face and glanced toward my window, taking in the half a dozen dream catchers I had hanging there. When his lips parted with amazement, I touched his face until he turned his attention back to me. “I want it hard and fast and delicious. You think you can handle that?”

“Come here often?” I snorted at his cliché pick-up line and rolled my eyes. He would try one pick-up line per school year before he put on his overprotective, nobody fucks with my friend, armor on. “Oh yeah. All the time,” I deadpanned. “Well, damnit. Looks like I struck out again for the final and last time. My poor heart,” he wailed dramatically. That had me cracking up, to which he just winked. Then he reached into his jacket, bringing out some candy. He slid some over to me. I was a lover of all things sweet, so I grabbed a piece.

Her question broke the tranquil silence, and I couldn't help but chuckle softly. "Yeah," I replied, my breath gently brushing against her back. "Couldn't wait to be in the presence of the amazing chef who insists on making every day special." She smiled, her shoulder shook with my small compliment, as she turned around, letting our eyes met, "You're becoming very good with your pick-up lines these days Mr., I'm very impressed."- She spoke, as she threw her arms around my shoulder, grinded slyly. "Pick up lines? I never had to use these stupid pick up lines on another since my interest were never on another woman except my woman who is staring at me with all love in her eyes."

It was deep and masculine. I turned slightly to see a man, perhaps in his late forties, with salt and pepper hair and a goatee. He had deep-set, piercing dark eyes that any woman would find overly attractive, well, not me. I had a thing for blue eyes. A blue certain eyes that didn't even want me. "What's your name, angel? You caught my attention the moment you walked into the room with your friend." he smiled warmly at me, "You're gorgeous." I raised my brows at him. Was that it? His attempt to flirt with me. That was lame. It was the weirdest pick-up line I had ever heard, and it did nothing for me.