Crush Heart Novels & Stories

It was so black, and it looked like someone might die from taking it. Sherman looked upset. If Elijah had not been so impressed by Chase, Sherman would have suspected that Chase was trying to poison him. Chase said impatiently, “Are you taking the pill or not? If you aren’t, I’ll leave.” He had cultivated the pill, and it was called the ‘Heart Molding Pill’. It was used to cure congenital heart failure. If it was auctioned, one pill would be worth tens of millions. “I’ll take it, I’ll take it.”

Her beauty pisses me off. The pain you feel when the person you want doesn’t want you back—that moment when your heart feels heavy, like a stone sinking in water. I don’t know if you've ever felt that way. That was how I felt when I was rejected by the person I had a crush on. It’s as if my heart were a cracked vase, leaking tears instead of water. How do you feel about that one person who made your crush reject you? Hatred right? Yes, because I despise her so much.

With a sudden, violent movement, his fingers clenched into a fist. Crack. The sound echoed in my chest. He didn’t just break the card—he crushed it with so much force that his own skin split open. Blood dripped from his palm, bright red drops staining the cold pavement beneath him.

] [It's an A-rank cursed item that targets congenital weaknesses! [These players are disgusting! They exploited her kindness!] [It's over. They're going to use her heart condition against her!] "Hand over your Tarot cards and those artifacts," Brad threatened. "Or this 'Heartbeat Hourglass' will make your heart explode." "We did our research on you," another player sneered. "Congenital heart disease, right? This item will put an infinite strain on your heart." "Why?" The word was a choked whisper. I stared at them, my heart shattering. "I thought... we were friends."

You're once the ultimate crush. Yikes. I hate that. . c.m. louden

Herbs that would help with inflammation and pain. I gathered them together, grabbed a cup and crushed the leaves with my hands. I was barely done crushing the leaves when he started shaking. His heart was failing. The machine beeped loudly, signalling the crisis. I placed my right hand over my left and placed it on his chest, giving him CPR to help make him stable. At first, it seemed as though nothing was happening. His heart was in shock and was failing due to the severe injuries his body survived and the severe pain he was feeling.

| said in a 'duh' voice, and tried to sidestep him, but he only blocked my way again. "Girls aren't allowed," he looked me up head to toe shamelessly, "especially weak ones." That was it. | fumed with anger and punched his jaw with all the force in me. His head whipped violently back and blood trickled from his lip. | kneed him in the groin and he fell to the floor, gasping and holding himself in pain. "Don't call me weak you fucking moron." Then | walked past him to the empty punching bag in the back corner.

His breathlessness intensified, each inhalation becoming a laborious effort. Upon witnessing Blaze slump to the ground, Dexter hurriedly approached. Blaze's rapid, irregular heartbeat echoed in Dexter's ears, creating a disconcerting rhythm. "Judging by the pace of your blood flow and the way your heart is beating right now, you are currently experiencing a heart attack. It appears a blood clot has blocked your coronary arteries; you would be dead in eight minutes."

There I go again. As soon as he stepped out of the Hummer, my skin went hot and cold, then back to hot again. I've been a mess all morning since he left, sometimes even coming close to tears. There was no denying it now; I have a crush. It's my first, and it's a doozy. I thought crushes were supposed to be flighty schoolgirl tingles you get for your favorite movie star or celebrity, not this heart-stomping gut-wrenching mess that felt like my insides were being ripped out by sharp claws.

. MORE THAN A CRUSH . . Written by Anjay. . . SYNOPSIS It's been six years since Sylvia last saw Alex and she can't wait to see him again. When he shows up unexpectedly at her shop, Sylvia's joy knows no bound. They come together and in no time rekindle the love they once had. Things seem to be going smoothly for them until an enemy from the past shows up and threatens to ruin the blossoming relationship. Can they ride it out or will the re-established love be stamped out? Only one way to find out... Through me. Or better still, read the story.