Crush Letters Novels & Stories

The shards of glass reflected light that fell through the walls onto Charlotte's face, making it look even paler than it already was. She read the letter faster this time. The words raced across the page but didn't get lost. Charlotte didn't need to read them more than once before they were embedded deep into her brain, forming an image that would last for weeks on end, even years. The letters continued to buzz through her mind like a swarm of angry insects, each word a painful sting that only fueled her rage. Charlotte clenched her fists, the paper crumpling beneath her grip as if it could absorb some of her fury. The threat looming over her business felt all-consuming, a dark cloud that wo

I didn’t know then that he would be my ruin. I crushed n him like a fool. Fantasized about him in ways that and my pillow my only witness. He had a jaw that could cut glass and my courage. It was fatal how he could suck the oxygen out of lungs leaving me gasping and yelping at his sight. A stupid crush, they’d call it. Anna warned me. Don’t fall for a man like him, Krystina. I didn’t listen that time. I was already writing him a letter. Not love, but a confession I wasn’t ready to say out loud. And Anna, the reckless little demon, forced me to slip it into his locker.

Amy Do you know what it feels like to have a crush on your bestfriend who's the Alpha Prince of your pack? Well that's my situation, my name is Amy and I happened to be bestfriends with the Alpha Prince of my Pack, the West wood Pack. Jade is known to be the baddest of the bad boys in West wood Pack and I'm his only female best friend in our friendship group and the worst part is that I have a secret crush on Jade that nobody knows about except me. I'm afraid of confessing my feelings to him, what if he doesn't feel the same way, I don't want to lose our friendship, I rather remain his best friend than lose him forever

I held up the letter for him to see as he nodded, "Yes and no. I don't know what he means in the message, but I know that he uses the Five Alpha's initials when he makes a plan on paper." Understanding washed over me as my eyes widened in realization just as Alpha Clause walked back into the room. He took the letter from me and looked over it as he said, "So C stands for Clause, S stands for Sloan, W stands for Wyatt, N stands for Nathan, M stands for Mason, and R must stand for Ross." "Yes, that's what I think." He replied, looking a bit nervous. "Then what does he mean to say? Why did he arrange the letters like that? And who does he want to receive the letter?" I asked, feeling confused a

she’d said, "they mean I can forgive you sixty-six times. But if they ever run out, I'm leaving." I had kissed her. I had promised her. "They'll never run out," I'd sworn. "I will never give you a reason to use them." But this past year, I had dismissed her pain, again and again. "It's just a crystal. Crush it." "There are plenty more where that came from." "Feeling hurt? Crush another one. It's what they're for." I thought they were infinite. I thought she was infinite. But now, sixty-six chances had turned to dust. And I hadn’t even noticed they were dwindling.

"You're a cripple now, so let's see how you're going to fight me now." Suddenly, his hand tilted, and the entire glass of scalding hot milk poured over my arm. A sharp, burning pain exploded through my nerves as I grunted in pain, and my crutch slipped from my grip. I lost balance and crashed heavily to the floor. A searing agony ripped through my leg, and cold sweat from pain soaked my back. But what broke me more was the music box that tumbled from my arms and clattered onto the floor with a crisp crack.

“I find it funny that the two of you talk so tough when you are in no position to do so. If I do not get word to the man on the other side of that screen by the designated time, he will begin removing pieces of your friend. He’ll start by taking his toes, one by one, before moving his way upward.” “I don’t know anything about a book,” Cutter said defiantly. “And I say you’re lying. You have twenty-four hours to bring it to me or Warthog is dead, and you can look forward to finding pieces of him in your mailbox throughout the year.” “It’s the gift that keeps on giving,” Crush said, smirking. I went to hand him back the tablet but dropped it on the ground just before it reached his oversized h

She scrunched her face, still hissing through her gritted teeth. “She’s with me now. Will you stop crushing my dream like that? Nothing happened between them.” “Yeah, for now.” Amy rolled her eyes upwards. “You can’t let your guard down with a harlot like her.” “Shut the fuck up, Amy. You’d better focus on your baby-making thing. Or should I replace you instead?” I forced a wry smile this time, managing to steel myself to counter her insults that I had been swallowing. Amy tightened her grip on her champagne glass. Oh no, don’t tell me she’s going to pour that champagne on me.

My heart thumped heavily. “Relax already. Your red eyes don’t scare me. We were just talk—” the words in Duke’s mouth died. Damian punched him hardly, making him to stagger. Blood streaked from Duke’s nose “You broke my nose!” He yelled and lurched forward to punch Damian. Damian caught his fist and punched him again. Gbam! Duke went mad. He lifted Damian and landed him on the floor. Kitchen utensils went flying. Damian was soon on him, and they started to exchange blows.

My mind jumped from one horrible thought to another, then I read the text below the clip. /SLUT! I AM SENDING THIS VIDEO TO YOUR FAMILY, FRIENDS, AND THE DEAN OF STUDIES, AND IF YOU DON'T FUCKING CORPORATE WITH ME, I'LL GO PUBLIC. STUPID ASS CUNT!/ The words were bold, and the anger that boiled inside of CJ exploded. "Fuck!" He screamed. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I collapsed into his lap. He held me tight, murmuring soothing platitudes and comforting words. The video showed a side view of the bed, a large chunk of my butt cheeks, and my face. We were in a doggy position and our faces were visible