The Wrong Blind Date Novels & Stories

“I—I don’t understand.” He leaned back slightly. “Women who agree to blind dates arranged by wealthy families usually have motives. I don’t like guessing them.” I felt my face grow warm. “I didn’t even know who you were,” I said quickly. “My father only said you worked at Newton Group.” “How convenient,” he said quietly. For a few seconds, I didn’t know what to say. His tone made me feel small, but I refused to stay silent. I’d spent years letting others decide what I was worth. Not again.

“He lost a bet to his pack’s delta, so he had to go on a ‘real’ date. No one-night stand or sleeping with the girl at the end. And I was the lucky she-wolf his best friend chose to be his blind date.” “Okay, that’s actually hilarious,” Blake says with a snort of laughter. “I mean, I know you were hoping to meet someone who could be a potential mate, or, even better, your actual fated mate, but getting to be the only girl the playboy of Crescent Lake has ever taken on a date is priceless,” she adds as she reaches for another slice. “Want some?” she asks, pointing at the bbq chicken pizza. “I just had dinner, remember?”

MEGAN ‘Marley…. I swear…” I gritted, my fingers digging into my hands, almost drawing out blood. She said her blind date was an ugly, trust-fund kid, yet, the smug, arrogant six-foot-four across from me was the total opposite. I sat upright and cleared my throat. Although, I was met with something unexpected, that didn’t stop me from starting what I came here for. Ruining the blind date. “I’m sorry for calling you an ugly alien. There was a miscommunication from my end.”

“It’s true that she is good at playing the piano, but she’s hideous and blind. No man would ever be attracted to her, so the cleaning lady kindly arranged a blind date for her. Even though the man is seven or eight years older than her, a woman like her doesn’t have many options.” Coldness flashed past Brendan’s dark eyes. The waitress felt a chill down her spine when she saw Brendan’s gaze and forced a smile. “What happened, sir?” “Where is she?” The waitress was stunned. Then, she pointed at the corner and said, “There.” Deirdre and the man were sitting in a blind corner that one would not see without paying close attention to the area. Brendan shifted his gaze to the man. One could totall

It didn’t touch his eyes. I nodded, lips pressed tight. Say something. Anything. Don’t just stand there like a mute idiot. “So…” I forced out. “You said something about running late for a date.” He rubbed the back of his neck. That motion pulled his shirt tight across his shoulders. “Yeah.” He said. “Blind date. My friend set it up. Swore that she was ‘prefect’” My stomach twisted in a sharp and weird way. “Same.” His brows shot up. “No way.”

she said lightly, swatting the air even though he couldn’t see her. “I have gone on a couple of dates,” he admitted. “One was blind.” “Oh, she was blind?” “No — it was a blind date.” “I take it they turned out horribly?” “What makes you say that?” “Well, for starters,” she began, flicking a leaf off her thigh, “you wouldn’t be flirting with me right now—” “Is that what this is?”

Henry’s POV “I’m your blind date,” she said smoothly, her hazel eyes sparkling in the soft light. A blind date? What the hell was she talking about? I came here for Aaliyah not some blind date. Confusion swirled as I stared at her. “You’ve got the wrong guy,” I mumbled tightly as my hands gripped the edge of the table and I leaned back, creating a distance between us. “I’m waiting for someone else. This is a mistake.”

"What's the matter?" Gabriella sighed inwardly. Colene seemed to be unaware of what transpired outside before. "My dad set me up on another blind date. He threatened to kick me out if I refused to go." Colene mussed up her hair in annoyance. "When is it?" "The night after tomorrow. It's at Paradise Bar." Gabriella frowned. "Why would it be at a place like that?" She wondered what type of person would decide to meet their blind date at a bar for the first time.

"It failed, Miss." "Huh ... how come?" Jessi got up and straightened her seat. "Firstly, I had the wrong guy, I thought he was going to be my blind date, but he wasn't. Secondly, it turned out that my date was an old man, the same age as my father." "So how did it go? I'm getting more and more curious Julie. Did you end up dating that old man?" "No, Miss, I didn't because he was too old for me."

“Games, gifts, or food?” I smiled, sipping my champagne. “Let’s start with the games! I’ve been looking forward to them.” Mary nodded. “Okay, ladies, get ready! First up, the ‘How Well Do You Know the Bride’ game!” Everyone gathered around as Mary explained the rules. Each of my friends had to answer questions about me, and whoever got the most right would win a little prize. The questions ranged from easy ones like “What’s Lyra’s favorite color?” to more personal ones like “Where did Lyra and Kurtis have their first date?”