Another Word For A Crush Novels & Stories

And she isn't your crush, I thought in my head. “She isn't his crush.” I heard Aiden behind me. “I don't think you know what crush means.” I said to them. “Oh, I know. When you like someone but you haven't told the person yet.” He paused for a while and looked at Caleb, who nodded for him to continue. “For example, Uncle Matthew has a crush on you, Mama.” “What!” I exclaimed, I wasn't done reeling from Aiden's words when Caleb spoke. “So, Mama, do you have a crush on Uncle Matthew or Daddy?”

he replied, his attention shifting towards some group of boys from our college. “Ava, give me a minute” he said and I nodded as he walked over towards them. “So who’s Christien?” Stella whispered in my ear from behind. “Stop it!” I said jumping slightly “Don’t change the subject, is that who you have been thinking of all week” she grinned “No” I said immediately “That sounds like yes… so is he your boyfriend… a fling, one night stand?” “eww Stella, not everyone is like you” I said smiling

I crave his touch so much that I can’t get enough of his dizzying kisses. Julian lifts his head, his long finger still clamped around my waist, and we both gasp. “Say, Anya. You said you’re my big fan. Did you ever think you liked me more than that? I mean, more than just admiration.” “I’ve already confessed I have a huge crush on you.” Julian smiles as he squeezes my thighs. “I know that young women your age have crushes. I’m talking about something more serious.” “Please stop saying I’m young.”

The low, rough voice that growled my name while he drove into me. Christian Knight. The pieces slam together in my brain like a puzzle I never wanted solved. Christian Knight = C.K. C.K. = Gwen’s lifelong crush. The guy she’s talked about since we were teens. The one she still sighs over in drunk texts. The same man I let fuck me senseless last night—loud, desperate, no holds barred—thinking it was just a one-time thing. My best friend’s family friend. Sitting three feet away. While she beams at him like he’s the answer to every prayer.

Fran caught me smiling and broke into a wide grin. “You look like you’re writing about your crush.” She remarked, and I turned red. “No way! What silly crush?” I retorted immediately, and she smiled even wider. “Denial. When denial is strong, it’s usually the opposite.” She told me, hitting her pen on my head. “No way. It’s not my crush. Do I look like I can have a crush? Girls like me do not have crushes.” I said immediately, but she shook her head.

Adrian with a nervous chuckle, cast a quick glance across the room, he spotted Ivy making her towards him and his heart began racing uncontrollably, and the only thing that managed to snap him out of his reverie was the sound of Mrs Gretchen’s voice, “She’s coming…” she teased. “Grandma!” Adrian whispered. “Welcome back, Mrs Gretchen.” “Adrian can you make a proper introduction? I want Mrs Gretchen to know me too.” Adrian smiled wryly, feeling his throat tingling with nervousness. “Did he really love her?” He wondered, glaring at her. “Love is too strong a word.” “Let’s go with “crushing”. I have a crush on her and that’s what it is.”

"No worries. See you around." Oh boy, I think I have another crush now aside from Tyler.

"Get his attention?" "Look, Vero. There are several common ways that people approach their crush. Some people are busy like peacocks; showing off their tail and dancing in front of the person they love—it's just an expression. Some devote their lives to those they love—like slaves, even they know that they are only being used. Some types choose to step back for a moment, wanting to see the reaction of their crush if they suddenly walk away—like your boyfriend.” "I told you, Dania. Stephen is not my boyfriend. N-o. No."

Before I can stop her, she's rolling backward on the bed, her legs kicking up in the air until she lands in a messy heap, grinning from ear to ear. "That's...that's interesting," I comment, a bit surprised to see Lina this giddy. “Can I tell you a secret, Mama?" She cups her hands around my ear and whispers, "He's my crush." "Crush?" I repeat, smiling with both surprise and unease. Lina nods. "Mhm." "Do you even know what that means?" I ask. She grins, revealing the gaps where her front teeth used to be. "It means best friend." "Ah, I see," I nod slowly.

Naomi changed the topic. “Not love, I just like him so much,” Julia says, not accepting that she has fallen in love. “That’s love. Trust me, I have read all my mom's novels. There isn't a big difference between crush and love,” Naomi says, “If someone could pull the strings of your heart in a strange way then that person could possibly be the one. Separating terms like crush and Love is foolish,” Naomi says. “You have feelings for him, that’s it.” “I know, I read those novels too,” They exchanged giggles.