Crush Novels & Stories

His first pick was a ball crusher, wood blocks and a tight screw. I’m laid back with my legs spread as ropes tie my ankles to the bedposts and pull me wide, my body opening without resistance, forced into position. My balls are pulled low in a parachute, leather straps holding weights that swing heavy, the stretch building slowly, tension creeping in with each second. The crusher blocks sandwich my nuts as the screw turns slowly, pressure building into a crushing ache that twists deep in my gut, each turn intentional and each second dragging longer than the last. “Beg for more

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To the dance floor. To the moment I'd seen another man approach her. To the brief second before Mason interrupted. To the irrational satisfaction I'd felt afterward. I set the glass down harder than intended. The sound echoed softly through the room. I frowned. Then picked it up again. The memory refused to leave. Ava laughing. Ava glaring. Ava refusing to look at me. Ava looking at me. My grip tightened unconsciously. The glass slipped. Time seemed to slow. Then…. Crash.

Then— CRASH. The plate slipped from my hands, shattering at my feet. Silence. They heard. They saw. *Fuck*

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.

"Not vodka. Anything but vodka." He laughed. "Two beers please!" He said, raising a hand to get the attention of the barkeep. "That's a better start than my last encounter already." "You mean that guy?" He pointed over the bar, where my former 'suitor' was already at work with another girl. Luckily, it seemed she wasn't having much of him either. "That guy's a prick. He's the whole reason I don't come to this place." I glanced at my new crush. "Yeah, I haven't seen you around before."

Before I could even think about pressing decline, he snatched the phone from my hand. CRACK. The phone smashed against the floor with a sickening crunch. I gasped, my heart lurching as I watched the screen flicker and die, shattered beyond repair. But Blaze wasn’t done. His boot came down, pressing against the ruined device, and with slow, deliberate force— He crushed it. The finality of it—the sound, the sheer dominance in the way he destroyed it so effortlessly—sent a shiver down my spine. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.

Crash! A sharp, violent crack ripped through the sterile silence of the office. The remote control, a sleek, expensive piece of brushed metal, flew from James’s hand with terrifying force. It spun through the air like a deadly projectile, arcing across the vast room before shattering against the far wall, splintering into a dozen jagged fragments that clattered against the marble floor. The sound, sharp and final, seemed to echo his internal rage.

Through hard force with rage within, she can't see herself bleed with the broken glass she crashed in her hand. Crash! "Ouch! Nooooooooooooo!" she shouts without hesitation as her boss leaves her alone in the room.

"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."

He landed a punch squarely on the sole of the attacker’s incoming foot. Crack! “Ahhh!!!” The sound of bones breaking echoed through the room, followed by a scream of agony. The attacker was sent sprawling to the floor, and his foot twisted at an unnatural angle. One of his legs was completely crushed. “What?!” The outsiders were stunned.