Crush Letters Novels & Stories

"You're a fucked up jerk, you know that?" "Listen, bitch-" "You listen." I cut, this burning anger flueing me with a courage I usually lack of. "You need to get over your stupid childish crush. She doesn't loves you. She never will and you need to let her off the hook for good because this," I slammed the paper on his chest again, this time harder and making him stepping back and taking it out of reflex. "Is a whole new lever of fucked up. An illegal level, I'm sure. And if she doesn't sue you I will."

Lyall took his turn. “Foolish” I chimed. “Fish” Crescent added. “Flush” Merida said. “Flash…That was easy mate” Kai stated. “Your turn love” Crescent said. Okay… What now? My brain wasn't thinking as fast as I wanted it to. “Starts with a letter R and ends with a letter S, not in plurals” I threw at them. “Radius” Merida chimed. “Recluses” Crescent stated. “Roses” Lyall hurried.

An Alpha. Finally free.

"Sounds like a lot to process. I'm off to the library to hit the books." I grabbed my backpack and bolted. Behind me, Amber's voice turned venomous. "Well, look at Miss Grad School, acting like she's above us. She'll just be another wage slave." Ruby piled on. "Total nerd. Aces tests but flops in life. If she's too cool for us, we don't need her."

In fairness, maganda sulat nung grade 6 na iyon Dear kuya Wade, Hi po! Alam ko pong magkaiba po tayo ng department, pero I just want to know po na crush po kita matagal na:") "Tch...." sabi ko at tiniklop ulit ang papel at inabot sa kanya "Crush ka nung batang yun" sabi ko at parang nag mukha syang bitter tone Naubo ng peke ang mga kaibigan namin, "Selos alert"

Natasha, however, was still feeling a little lost, as if the things that just happened hadn't fully registered in her mind. Only when Shirley shook her shoulders did she go back to her senses. "You're so lucky! Do you know that Kyle is my crush for a long time now?! Oh my God!" she was shouting at her in order for her to hear clearly. She only grimaced because of it.

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The code was clear: H-U-L-L--S-P-L-I-T-T-I-N-G. C-O-L-E--D-O-W-N. L-E-O--N-O-T--B-R-E-A-T-H-I-N-G. T-H-E--I-R-O-N--K-I-N-G--I-S--A-T--T-H-E--D-O-O-R.

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

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.