Great Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

He smiled heartily; “If I may ask, don't you notice something strange about me?” “Strange? Ugh! Not at all” I shook my head. He continued smiling; “You are so pretty, that I forgot my pick up lines. Oops! I… I'm so bad at pick up lines” He stuttered, feeling awkward. I giggled. He was only being dramatic. “Okay, here's one. If I had a rose for everytime I thought of you, I would be walking through my garden forever” He stated. I faked a smile: “That's…uhm nice, nice line.. uhm?” I felt so uncomfortable around him especially when I realised what he was tryna insinuate.

“You’re not any woman. I grabbed you because you’ve been in my head for the last damn month and it’s drivin’ me crazy. Who are you?” Macie snorted. “That is the worst pick up line I’ve ever heard.” Those blue, blue eyes narrowed. “That wasn’t a pick up line.” “Good thing, because it sure as hell isn’t working.” “Look. Let’s start over. I’m an artist. And I’d like—” “—to show me your etchings?” She snickered. “Har har. I really am an artist.” “Yeah? So was the last guy I was involved with. Been there, done that, have the tie-dyed T-shirt and the roach clip to prove it. Move along, Picasso.”

It looked like something out of a toothpaste commercial. “Was that a pick up line? I think I’ve been out of the dating scene for too long,” Ella said. The man chuckled and leaned back in his seat. “It was an attempt at a pick up line. I was hoping it would work, but I had to know that you are too beautiful to still be single,” he said. “It was a good attempt,” Ella said, smiling back at him. “What do you do? Maybe we can get into business together. I would be happy to see you around me for any reason,” he said.

Because I can tell that I am close to finishing this. The exposé. I hurried myself to put on clothes. Just the usual corporate uniform that I always wear inside the company. … The elevator opens. Hunter and I went inside. “You should join a cooking competition,” he burped. I fixed his necktie. “What for? It’s not my thing anyway.” Hunter smiled. “Who knows. Besides, your cooking skills is exemplary. Taste like heaven. Just like you.” My cheeks heated. Here he goes again with his cliché pick up lines that always gets me. “Oh, please. It’s just Fried rice and hotdog,” I said. It was the only dish that won’t cost much time to cook since we’re almost late.

he said, placing his hands over his heart. "Does this really always work for you??" She asked, shaking her head in disbelief. "What??" He asked "These cheesy pick up lines from g****e," Zada asked, genuinely wondering. "It's not from g****e," he said, frowning. "Well Fredrick. I happen to have a brother who used up all these pick up lines when he was in High School." Zada said dryly. "It sounds like your brother and I would get along very well" he said and that made Zada sober up.

He immediately took notice of the beautiful girl who was sitting alone. He quickly made his way over to her. "Do you like Star Wars? Because YODA only one for me?" "Excuse me?" Hazel scoffed. Carson flashed her his pearly white teeth. "Is your name G****e? Because you have everything I've been searching for." "Do these cheesy pickup lines ever work for you? Because they're not working now!" Hazel was not impressed at all. "You'd be surprised how many times they actually worked," Carson said proudly.

“Boring.” It wasn’t surprising that he was mocking them. The contents of these little notes were utterly unoriginal, filled with cheesy pick-up lines. Some asked directly for her contact details, while others were more detailed: “I’m the guy sitting at your seven o’clock. If you turn around, we’ll be friends.” There were even some who gave their phone numbers directly, listing their height, weight, and hobbies, and claiming they had no bad habits, no ex-girlfriends, and were as pure as a blank sheet of paper.

🎵 🎵 “That true love starts with friendship” 🎵 “A kiss on the forehead… a date night”🎵 🎵 “Fake an apology after a fight” 🎵 🎵 “I need a man, who's patient and kind”🎵 🎵 “Gets out of the car and holds the door…”🎵 🎵 “I wanna slow dance, in the living room like”🎵 🎵 “We're 18 at senior prom and grown”🎵

Immediately, that stranger aroused an immense dislike in me, as he looked down at my body in an undisguisedly malicious way, like the perverts who used to frequent my mother's house, from whom I had spent my entire life running away. — Oh my! Did I die, go to heaven and now I'm being welcomed by an angel? — he said, staring at me with perversion. Would that ridiculous pick-up line work on anyone? — Did you come to the party? — Party? Yes. Of course. A party is always good. — It's in the garden. I'll show you the way — I offered politely.

he smiled, “I have missed you. Surprised to hear me say that right?” Indeed I was surprised, but I’m not letting him know that, “why would I be surprised? It’s the normal pick up line for guys like you.” “Guys like me, you use that a lot and there are no guys like me. Maybe when you stop comparing me to other guys, you will come to know how cool I can be.” “I don’t want to know how cool you can be, in fact, I don’t even want to know you at all.” “But that’s not possible, pigeon, in case you have forgotten, I am your genie and I am meant to be wherever you are. It’s the natural law for genies,” he winked.