The Wrong Blind Date Novels & Stories

“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 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."

“ So, how come you’re on a date with someone you don’t seem interested in?” Vincent asked as the waiter left their table to place their orders, “It’s a blind date. Something my mother had been pushing on me since I broke up with my ex,” Aira explained wondering if the situation could get any more confusing, She was having dinner with a man who wasn’t her blind date, but her client from work whom she had met in a car accident and who might know about the embarrassing scene where she found her cheating fiance.

“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?”

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

Friday night Jenna receives a message with a golden ribbon to her app from aka Angel of Desire from BLIND DATE Dear Angel of Desire Your appointment has been assigned for tomorrow Saturday 6 pm at the address mentioned above, attached you will find a map to move through the corridors and get to the designated room as your anonymity must be of maximum security, you will enter through the red door and enter another room where you will dress with the mask, the red dress, red high heels, red panties and red bra, you must remember not to take off the mask, you must not speak any word

“Are the blind dates matched based on the customers’ original preferences, or based on your random matching after the participants register for it?” Ginny said, “It’s based on the customers’ original preferences, but…” She pushed her glasses up her nose bridge, and went on, “Due to my boss’s mistake, this time round, some blind dates didn’t make it in time. Unfortunately, we couldn’t get the list of absentees as my boss was drunk. Because of that…” “You arranged some couples at random?” Ginny nodded, then shook her head. “Some were arranged at random, but we had no choice. Also…”

She meets him where he's at and starts texting. "You know this is the start of every horror movie right?" she writes. "What's all this even for?" "The date," Max explains. "I promise, I put a lot of work into this. But the date will only start once the blindfold is on." Elena doesn't sigh but she does put her phone away. She had been wondering how her husband planned to hold another date—apparently blindfolding his wife was the answer. Slowly, Elena lifted the blindfold out of the box. The fabric was thick and dark. The second she placed it over her eyes, her vision was completely obscured—she couldn't even make out any lights or shadows.