Hamilton Pickup Lines Novels & Stories

She gave a small smile and mouthed a thank you to him. They all started to talk and joke around as they had dinner. Soon, the conversation was just between Roman and Rose as they both giggled and flirted with one another. You couldn't deny the chemistry between them. "The guy asked if I was a funny person and I nodded. I don't crack the best jokes but I know for a fact that I'm funny. He mentioned he's funny too and then he goes, since we're both funny, how about we funicate. He actually meant fornicate." She shook her head, getting angry all over again. "What sort of horrible pick up like is that?" Rose was telling him the worst pickup line that had ever been used for her.

He was about to go jerk off himself as well when the phone rang. "Hello?" he said, picking up the receiver. As he answered Stuart came out of the bathroom, that had been quick, Mike thought to himself. "Is that Sticky Situations?" asked the voice on the other end of the line. Shit! Mike kicked himself for forgetting, but strangely it was a male voice on the phone. "Yes?" he replied dubiously. "Great," said the voice, "My name's Damien Hamilton, I'm an agent for a number of actresses and I have someone who's interesting in the role you advertised in the paper."

“Apart from Ms. Hamilton, any of the Hamiltons who hold this fragment for more than three seconds will pass out.” “If the Feng Shui plate was still whole, any Hamilton who touched it for three seconds will immediately die.” Harvey said grimly, looking solemn. Scarlett spat, “Nonsense! What a joke!” Zina curled her lips, scornful. “Harvey, it’s alright to use these words to deceive a three-year-old kid. But we’re the Hamiltons! You must be dreaming!” Denver leapt out at this moment and echoed after Zina, “I don’t believe it. I want to see if I’ll pass out. Forget three seconds, I’ll hold it for three minutes!”

Then she ended the call. Calista sighed, wondering what her sister was talking about while she pressed on the message. “Have you seen this?” Frowning, Calista opened the link her sister had sent. As the page loaded, her stomach twisted in knots. The headline screamed at her, making her heart drop. ‘A FRIEND OR FOE? YOUNG MISS HAMILTON’S BEST FRIEND RELATIVELY TRYING TO SEDUCE HER FIANCÉ, MR. RANYA WINDSOR, WHILE ON A PLANE TO WASHINGTON.’

"Mr Hamilton…" His hands found their way down to my waist, pushing up my shirt slightly, making me shudder. His lips moved along my neck and then back up to mine. My breath hitched when I heard him groan against my skin. While I was trying to push him away, he continued smooching on my neck which made it difficult for me to do it. Someone honked behind us. Mr Hamilton looked behind and said to me, "Hold on." When he tried to get out of the car, I held his hand and asked, "Where are you going?"

I know he's Chase, one of the 'populars', so why is he talking to me? "What do you want?" I said harshly, but I don't think he got that I didn't want to talk to him because he just smiled flirtatiously at me. "Someone better call God, because I think he lost an Angel." he smirks at me. I give him a straight face. That's the worst pick up line ever. "No someone better call the devil because I escaped from hell." I said sarcastically "Hey baby girl what's your code."he asked

“We could do that.” “I love it when they’re so confident.” I shook my head, taking a deep breath in a bid to regain my bearings. And to think that was the dumbest pick-up line I’d ever heard. He wiggled the five hundred dollar bill in front of my eyes. “Um, hello? I’m not playing.” “Fine,” I groaned, snatching the five hundred dollars from his hand. “I will bet five hundred dollars on not getting your disgusting cock anywhere near me tonight.”

A rather loud, portly man of about forty was waving his cash as he glared around to see if anyone was going to bid higher. "Oh, dear," worried Christine. "It's that awful, Mr. Hamilton. He's always half drunk and bothering the girls when they stop at his business. He owns the music and video store on Main. He has great prices, but he creeps out the girls. I hate to ask you this, but do you have any money left, Mitchell? If you could save Maddie, I would be really grateful, and so would she. We'll pay you back."

Anastasia laughed. “No, mommy, he's taken aback by your beauty. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen,” Samantha praised. “Stop it, Sam. I'm not in for your jokes,” she laughed as she hit her daughter playfully while they both walked in. Mr Hamilton’s feet never left the cafe from that day on. He stopped by the cafe often to get coffee and to spend time with Samantha and her mother who soon got comfortable around him. Sometimes, he'll take them out for dinner, and he finally took them to his home one day. He was single, a man in his early forties.

"Look, if you want to go waste money on the slots, be my guest, but I'm tired. Once I lay my head on the pillow, I'm not getting out." Huxley stands behind me, placing a kiss on the space between my collarbone and neck. "I want to put something in something but it's not a slot machine." I laugh, my head bobbing forward and accidentally pulling away from him. "That is the worst pick-up line I have ever heard in my entire life."