Crazy Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

“Really? Who is a good listener? That’s your first question?” “What?” I said, smiling at her. “What would your number one question be then?” “Hmmm let me see. How about who has a bigger dick? Or Who is better at sex and giving head and who gives me more orgasms?” Jade laughed so hard she fell on the bed.

“You know that is not the answer you are supposed to give? Karen, you can talk to me about anything you know that right?” She hummed in response not saying anything. I thought of the best way to break the ice. “Random questions.” My wolf suggested. I snapped my finger in delight. “Okay, I think I know how we can get you in the mood. Let’s ask random questions while we share the whiskey.” Karen furrowed her brows. “How does that work?” “Just ask whatever comes to mind.” “Okay. So do you think you will ever be happy with Mark?” She asked.

"Are you crazy?" What exactly was he saying?

It is god damn hot. Kayley ~”Flirting is not getting your ass out of this one Jackson.” Jackson ~”Baby girl please let me explain before you get cross again.” Kayley ~”I want you to think very carefully how you going to answer the next question.” Jackson ~”You can ask me anything.” Kayley ~”Does that horny fucking ass of yours have any children?” Jackson ~”No baby.” Kayley ~”Thank god. I don't want some teenager calling me fucking auntie. Are you fucking her?”

, she asked, "Or do I have to wait till we get to the apartments?" "That in itself is a question, my dear.", he replied. "Do you have a girlfriend?", she asked. "No.," he replied. "Wife?", she asked. "No.," he answered again. "Crazy ex?", she asked. "No.," he again answered. "My turn. Do you have a boyfriend?" "No.," she said. "Husband?", he asked. "No.," she responded. "Crazy ex?", he asked. "Well.", she replied. "I'll take that as a yes.", he said as he laughed.

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“Not really.” I had more questions, but I didn’t want him getting suspicious, so I let them go for now. Instead I asked a different questions. “Why are you answering all of my questions?” I inquired. He looked over at me grinning. “If I answer your questions, I hope you’ll answer mine.” “Don’t hold your breath.” I rolled my eyes, yawning slightly. “Actually, Maybe you should, it would save me a lot of work.” They said that Cassar was just as crazy, killing his own father for the power.

In fact, she looks gobsmacked and takes a while to compose herself. “How many sugars?” I calmly ask. “What?” she responds, confusion in her voice. “How many sugars does Jacob take in his coffee?” I ask again. Her face turns red with anger. “I don’t have to answer you,” she says and starts putting on her heels. “It’s a simple question. Surely you must know the answer,” I say. “What’s his favorite color?” I ask. “What’s the first thing he does in the morning when he wakes up? Did you know that he’s allergic to pineapple?”

he asked the way he spoke gave out the red flag, that he was a mother fucking British man, I simply smiled when he asked that and he raised an eyebrow "Are you married?" he asked again the question somehow looked twisted, I didn't know the right answer to give, "What if he asks me about my husband's name?" I asked myself. He looked like someone who was anxious to know everything about me "no, I'm single" I replied "Alright then, I'm just going to ask some other questions aside from the ones you might be thinking in your head and if you pass them, you get the job," he said I swallowed my saliva and kept my smile, I didn't even know where this was going to lead me. He did ask me some odd quest

“How about we play a game? Something lighthearted. 20 Questions?” He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “20 Questions? What, like, we take turns asking random questions?” “Exactly,” I said, feeling my pulse quicken. “We ask anything—no filters, no restrictions. And you have to answer honestly. It’ll be fun.” He chuckled. “Alright, love, you’re on. You can go first.” I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the onslaught of questions that was about to come. “Alright, here’s an easy one. What’s your favorite food?”