Crush Letters Novels & Stories

My legs are shaky, but my mind is crystal clear. Crack eighty. Crack eighty-one. I pull my torn skirt together. They are running out of ways to hurt me. And that means they are running out of power.

Selin’s word echoed in his mind, slow and deliberate, each letter landing like a hammer on glass D… I… E… He refused to believe it, even as the words burned into his consciousness with every sip of whiskey. His grip on his glass tightened until his knuckles bled white, the crystal threatening to shatter in his palm. His jaw clenched so hard he could feel his molars grinding, the pressure building until he thought his skull might split. With a guttural roar that cut through the bar’s chatter, he drained the last of his drink and hurled the glass across the room.

My younger brother, Victor Bishop, has a silver tongue. That's why our parents, Paul Bishop and Jenna Cole, treat him like a treasure. I am socially awkward and blind to social cues, so they send me to the countryside to train. They even say there's no need to treat me well. They feed me scraps and make me sleep in the barn. After I turn 18, they put me in the family company to test me. Because of me, the Bishops become the richest family in Caldera. But Victor teams up with our parents and steals the credit that should've been mine. Everyone in the business world treats him like a star. Later, a building he cuts corners on collapses and kills dozens of workers. He makes me take the

one two three four five Lila couldn't help but grit her teeth when she had finished the letter in front of her, resisting the urge to crumple the sheet up into a ball, before unrumpling it out to rip into shreds then set on fire for good measure. one two three four five She, personally, thought that she was well justified in feeling this way. one two three four five

I whispered. And then— I pressed Send. The email disappeared from my screen. My heart was pounding so loudly it echoed in my ears. It was done. I leaned back in my chair, breathing heavily. Tomorrow— Everything changes.

I move the mic piece closer to my mouth so that my lips are almost buzzing against it when I speak. “Tips speak louder than words,” I remind my suitors in a low, smoky voice. Ding, ding, ding! Notifications pour into my ears as more members join the chat and start sending small but heart-skipping tips. Five dollars here, ten dollars there. Most of their money comes with a request, but some of it is just like confetti raining down. “Oh, you want to see a little more skin?” I tease. The screen is filled with messages like:

Killian replies to himself, taking Sebastian stunned silence as a no, not that Sebastian is in any position to contribute to the bizarre list. Killian finishes his apology, no, desire letter by some more ridiculous words that warrant another round of blush from Sebastian. I, therefore, pray and hope that you would be kind enough to grant me the permission to fuck you. Sincerely Your Barbie Sebastian is harshly pulled back from the shock when he watches Killian raising his hand in the air, gaining the teacher's attention. "Done with the letter, Mr. Jeffery." Sebastian looks horrified at Killian's announcement. "No." Sebastian slowly breathes out, shaking his head in disbelief. "You aren't tur

He was about to say something before he corrected himself. "Still you didn't have to take me home. I never asked you too, so stop sounding so annoyed as if I was such a burden." "That is exactly what you are! A huge mother fucking burden, always has been since you were twelve. You are so unbelievable." Mason yelled in a hushed voice so Asher wouldn't hear him. Instead of crying in front of him, I sat up straight and poked my chest out. I was so mad and hurt, I can't believe I have a crush on him. Without saying anything to him at all, I walked away. I grabbed my pills and water and walked out of the room. I quickly walked to the bathroom and started the shower. I swallowed my pills quickly,

And his puzzle pieces are real people. Because everything is just a game for Roland Yates. He clenched his jaw and crumpled the letter. *** “Mother are you drunk?” Celine asked when she heard her mother’s slurred speech. “No-hic, just upset, darling” Minerva said in between hiccups. She continued to complain about the marina project and how big of a loss it would be for them. Celine just put her on speaker while continuing with her work. “Are you listening, Celine?” Minerva asked when she didn’t reply.

a nerd OMG, how can a nerd actually had a crush on me, well I am ladies type every one of them want a piece of me, they all earn my touches like you do nerd He said arrogantly, but what can I do about you nerd, I am sorry I had to break your heart, but I am not interested in you and stop having a stupid crush on me because it's can never happen between us, and you ain't my type to begin with he smirked as he continues You are so ugly, you dressed so poor, had a lot of Wrinkles like an old woman with your round ugly glasses, gosh you are so disgusting, well I don't really hate you neither did I like you too but having a crush on me is ridiculous, it's cool if you are just day dreaming it's ne