Inappropriate Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

But I just did, you idiot. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Devon." This guy had some of the most rinsed-out, clichéd lines. No one had ever taught him how to woo a woman? He chuckled. "I'm an aging squirrel and you're a tough nut to crack. Let me try again." He cleared his throat. "Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm deeply attracted to you, but you think I'm full of...poo?" A smile crawled onto my face as I shook my head. This guy…

It says, “Look, I hate to interrupt your night out, but what I have to tell you is important.” I respond, “Lol. Fine, I will play along for now. I am bored anyway.” He types quickly, “You have to get out of this bar now. Don’t look around, just go quickly.” Just who does this guy think he is? What the hell kind of request is that anyway? “Dude, seriously. You need better pickup lines. I don’t give a fuck who you are because you are not my boss, so go fuckoff.” Yeah, I might have been a bit rude, but seriously, who does he think he is?

“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.”

I genuinely adore this beauty, but there's something else that my eyes wanted to see, and I became quite bucked up when I saw a piece of paper. I opened it and read the notes. "Just like these yellow daffodils in an empty garden, your smile also paints my world with the brightest colors." I chuckled after reading that pick-up line. "I didn't know that he could be this cheesy." Yup! The Garren Montreal has been writing me some pick-up lines along with the flowers he gives me like a high school student who's confessing to his crush. It's cringe-worthy, but again, there's this weird, indescribable bliss that I feel because of these simple letters. It makes me desire to always look forward to th

‘Huh? Alex – ‘I am working on my pick-up lines. How is this?’ ‘Pathetic.’ I replied honestly. The swift topic change didn’t go unnoticed by me. ‘How about this – Are you Siri? Because you autocomplete me.’ I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at reading it. A billionaire working on pickup lines? Just wave some dollars in front of her and she’ll be all yours. ‘You can do better. Why working on it though? For Diana?’

“I would call this ‘a bouquet as beautiful as you’ but that would be a lie. This is just a formality. No flower can hold a candle to your beauty.” Nana bit back a smile while I facepalmed. Really, Curtis? Isn’t it enough that all the young women’s hearts are beating for you? Now you want to charm my Nana too? The strangest part was that the cheesy pick-up line was working some of its magic.

“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.”

“If you’re talking about the ceremony, it went great. You and your mother are now officially part of the family. No going back, so if you’re having a rethink, expel it from your mind.” He concluded dramatically. “Of course not. Why would I be having a rethink? I have you. You’re better than a rethink.” “Damn! That was some crazy lines. I could use that on a girl, you know?” “Well, without pickup lines, girls would certainly heed over heels for you.” His grin widened. “Yes, I am. You’re cute.” He frowned. “Eh? Me? Cute? I’m not a bunny, only bunnies are cute.”

I trailed his hand to his face, his very attractively punchable face. I sneered at him. He looked probably eighteen or nineteen. "Can I help you?" "No, but your gorgeous sister can," is that even a pickup line? I scoffed. I looked at Sapphire. She still had the fork in her mouth. She was staring at me as if trying to read my reaction. I frowned, my lips forming into a thin line.

How strange to feel it now with this man I didn’t know. “Hi, I’m Aidan, but you can call me tonight or tomorrow.” He smiled, introducing himself with a lame pickup line. “Seriously? That’s your pickup line?” I laughed. He laughed too, and well fuck me, that sound woke my pussy. How can a hot guy with an accent like that be here and single? I could understand if he was supernatural, especially a werewolf. A human-looking this good and being single? Something must be wrong with him. Likely, he’s a player.