Crush Letters Novels & Stories

“If you like girls who eat more slices of pizza than you do, then go for it, man.” Fuck you, asshole! I knew the type of girls Roland liked, and I’d tell you the idiot had a type. They were all the kind who wouldn’t give a shit if he wasn’t in the Hockey team. The best word to describe his type of girls was “Shallow.” “Aren’t you body-shaming her?” I looked at the others, ”And you guys are just going to shut up?” No one said a word so I picked up my lunch and started to leave when Roland opened his mouth again.

I asked irritated. Why the hell you gonna like my crush? The fuck.... Fisayo frowned at my change in tone. "What's wrong with you?" Fisayo asked. You freaking like my crush! That's what's wrong with me! "Nothing" I replied as I raised my hand. "Whoa! That's one hell of a support there" the guy said as he dropped Jesse's hand. He picked Victoria's hand and raised it again "For assistant class rep who's in support?" He asked.

It was his resignation letter. "I'm sorry," he said in a hoarse voice. "I was too stupid. I got affected by someone else's words and let the malicious comments get to me. "I never should have doubted you. I also never should have…liked that comment behind your back." Dustin then inhaled deeply, like he was mustering the courage to speak, before finally looking at me. "Actually, I wasn't just affected. I'll admit that I was jealous of you. I was jealous that you kept thinking about building your ideal, dream company, with your head in the clouds, while I was stuck with numbers and figures all day, thinking about how to turn a profit.

Sandy was having a girl crush, she was absolutely stunning. Deep inside, she was crushed. These are the kind of women John was surrounded with every other day. She started to sink inside herself, second-guessing her own judgment. Maybe she was rushing into things because of how infatuated she was by him. She started to think that she might be biting more than she can chew. **********

At the beginning, she thought it's just a Crush but when she realises it's not just a Crush and she had fallen head over heels for him her life turns upside down . When he's her crush , she didn't expect anything from him. She just wished to admire him. But when they are in love , she expected him to pamper her , love her and respect her. Both are poles apart. He's an extrovert who mingles with anyone easily while she's even unable to mingle with his friends. He's not that possesive type , while she's extremely possessive on him . Amidst the differences in their nature , it's their love that kept them together. What happens when an incident changes everything? Will they end up together or fa

My nails dig into his skin, leave deep trails. He slams his forehead into mine. The crack echoes, blood blinds me. The world swims but I don’t let go. I drag his face down and smash my forehead against his in return. We both stumble, glass crunching underfoot, the table collapsing completely as we crash to the floor together.

Whoosh… Crack… Smack… Whoosh… Crack… Smack… Drip… Whoosh… Crack… Smack… Drip… Whoosh… Crack… Smack… SCREAM!… I tried to hold in that scream but as the iron-infused leather whip that’s now laced with a weak version of our Prides Deaths Door serum lashed at my sore, bloody and damaged back, cutting into more of my skin as Graves pulled it back this time, I just couldn’t.

After my wife, April Carter, gives birth to my child, I'm forced to quit my job and become a full-time stay-at-home dad. Before long, I spiral into severe depression. Countless times, I press a knife to my wrist, only for her to desperately throw her arms around me as I break down in hysterics. "Don't do this! Think about the baby and me! We're right here with you!" My brother, Lucas Getz, and my best buddy, Thomas Balfour, each grab a knife and press it against their own wrists. "If you want to die, we'll die with you," they declare. "Are two lives enough for you?" After that day, I fully commit to my treatment, determined not to let anyone else get hurt because of me. But just when I

Hills crying into her husband's arms while he had tears in his eyes. Just then, Shelley's phone announced: "Big Crush Bruno's Birthday Tonight!" Shelley's eyes widened, as did Jessie's and her parents'. Shelley knew what was coming next and ran to turn it off, but it was too late. "Don't miss it! You gotta confess your feelings!" She got to the couch and closed her eyes tightly before canceling the reminder. Slowly, she turned and saw the faces she expected to see. "You had a crush on Bruno too?" Beauty asked.

Kieran sat beside me and started reminiscing on his own. "In high school, you were everyone's dream girl. So many guys had crushes on you, but Flynn was like a flyswatter—anyone who got close to you, he smacked them away. "He blocked every single guy who tried to give you love letters or ask you out for meals. If you were to tell me that he didn't have feelings for you, I wouldn't believe it for a second."