Crush Series Novels & Stories

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.

Ethan was the center of everyone’s attention in high school. He was handsome, had good grades, and won practically every competition he took part in. Plenty of people had a crush on him, but most of them did not dare to confess. I was the only one who did and continued pestering him even after he rejected me multiple times. In the beginning, he rejected me by saying that he wanted to focus on studying, but later on, he got annoyed by me constantly bothering him and blatantly stated that he was irritated by my very presence.

"Things between Juliette and me aren't what you people think. It's not just some shallow, physical thing. If there's nothing else, I need to get ready for the game." With that, he walked away. After a few steps, he glanced back at me over his shoulder. He mouthed the words, "Wait for me." Once Flynn disappeared into the crowd, Savannah collapsed into her seat like a punctured balloon. She'd always acted like she was so much better than everyone else, yet now she'd thrown away all her dignity for a man. The game started, and the crowd's attention was quickly swallowed up by the action on the ice rink. Only Savannah stayed silent, not saying a word.

Times will change,enemies will strike. Bloodlines will be questioned and wars will ignite. But the question will still remain. Will winds of time and weights of crowns make them unite as one? Or will Daniel always remain his stalker's crush. "Crushing on your majesty was my hearts untamable compulsion, While loving him, my life's first and last obsession. -Evalinge " ..................... Chapter 1............... "I didn't knew what crush was , till I saw him with my eyes, Strengthening the belief of what they called,

I should’ve seen it coming, but even I didn’t think she was this stupid. Janie flew up from the chair in a rage and went after Elena, talons bared and teeth gnashing like something out of the wild. And before I or either Jared or Travis could reach them, Elena swung and knocked her down with a punch to the face. The screeching was almost unbearable in the empty room as it bounced off the walls like an echo.

"My favorite team has a bout tonight. It's actually a double header, but I wanted to go to see High Rollers battle it out against Bone Breakers." "I take it you're a High Rollers fan?" She blushed a warm shade of embarrassment, and her eyes softened in the cutest way. "Actually, I'm a Grim D. Mise fan. She happens to be a High Roller." "What's a Grim D. Mise? Keep in mind, I know nothing about roller derby."

He was about to say something before he corrected himself. "Still you didn't have to take me home. I never asked you too, so stop sounding so annoyed as if I was such a burden." "That is exactly what you are! A huge mother fucking burden, always has been since you were twelve. You are so unbelievable." Mason yelled in a hushed voice so Asher wouldn't hear him. Instead of crying in front of him, I sat up straight and poked my chest out. I was so mad and hurt, I can't believe I have a crush on him. Without saying anything to him at all, I walked away. I grabbed my pills and water and walked out of the room. I quickly walked to the bathroom and started the shower. I swallowed my pills quickly,

"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.

***Scarlett*** James ducked, dodging the incoming punch with a speed nearing that of lightening. His feet smashed into the man’s chest. The cracking sound gave way to a terrifying groan. The second guy runs to his friend’s rescue but James was too fast and didn’t grant him that privilege. “If you had listened to me. Your friend wouldn’t have ended up with broken ribs.” James snapped his neck so effortlessly that I began to wonder if he snaps necks every day.

He fell right into their plot, exactly as planned. The impact was devastating. His company was blindsided, left floundering and utterly unprepared. Almost overnight, the tides had turned. The once-powerful Hood Group was thrust back into the dire conditions it had barely escaped five years earlier, but this time, no one was willing to help them recover. In his desperation, Jeffrey called me. His voice was fraught with panic when I answered. "I need 30 million. Now," he pleaded. The audacity of his request almost made me laugh out loud. Tears of incredulity filled my eyes.