Crush Letters Novels & Stories

Freda's words hung in the air, each syllable carrying a weight that I struggled to comprehend. As the truth spilled forth, a wave of shock and disbelief crashed over me, threatening to drown me in its tumultuous embrace. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat a resounding echo of the revelation that unfolded before me. "The alpha werewolf who bit you, Sandra... It was Victor, the alpha of our pack," Freda uttered, her voice laced with a mix of sorrow and understanding.

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As Liam pushed Axias's body backward, Axias' footing on the floor was pushed back even more, and suddenly– CRACK! CRUSH!

I hate Michelle Grande! My fists are clenched, teeth gritted, anger in my head. Okay Arietta, don't so something stupid, think about something that will calm your nerves. Think about Mitchell Grande being ran over by a truck. No a train is better, think about that and also picture yourself there to witness his tremendous death! I breath in and smiled at the beautiful and nerve calming image in my head.

My nose continued to grow with each text I sent. Me: Can't today. I've got plans. Lie. I didn't have a damn thing to do other than paint my nails and watch them dry. Collier: Okay. We'll get together this week then. Me: Sure thing. Sure thing. Who the hell says "sure thing"? I tossed my phone onto the couch beside me and reached for my latest nail color. "Got Myself into a Jam-balaya" seemed appropriate to start the week.

I wrote every word I could think of that fit the pattern. Chance. Chase. Crane. Crave. I stopped on that one. Looked at it. Crave was five letters. Too short. I kept going. Crowe. Five letters. C — r — o — w — e. I counted them. The first letter tall. The w compressed in italics, looking almost like two letters pressed together. The e at the end with its curved base. C — r — o — w — e. I stared at the word I had just written.

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“Lucy and I, Neo Biggs, were once best friends. Many times, other students thought we were in a romantic relationship and this relayed my confidence to ask her out. Even though she declined, I still provided her with support in comprehending mathematical problems due to my brother’s expertise in calculus. I made sure Lucy got better at mathematics. By encouraging her to study more, she was able to surpass me in class and even received recognition for her exceptional performance among her classmates during her first year of high school. But, as soon as Micheal transferred to our school, Lucy started to care for less. She stopped studying with me and Micheal’s hobby became her hobby too.” “Yo,

With wide eyes, a tightly clenched jaw, and both fists tightly clenched, Kenan walked quickly toward us. He threw a hard punch at Marko, making him stagger backward. Lenny and the other two girls immediately stepped back in panic. "Bastard! You dare touch her?!" Kenan snapped while giving another punch quickly toward Marko. Unprepared Marko again fell to the floor with a bang. He stood up quickly and tried to counter Kenan, but of course, Kenan was much faster than him. Kenan gave Marko a barrage of punches. Lenny and the others screamed in fear.

I growled in frustration because I could still hear his loud music so I just covered my ears with my pillow. Then suddenly, I felt something hit my feet. I slowly got up and saw that it was the crumpled paper that I threw on him. He threw it back at me! I picked the paper from my bed and opened it only to find words written on it. "Wifi password for a kiss?" What the fuck?! I felt my cheeks burning really hot and I just stared at the paper like I was a fool. I kept reading it again and again making sure that I wasn't dreaming.