Novel & Cerita Crush Story

Not so many people are at the beach. I guess it's a working day, which is why, but then it's Friday. I could see some couples having the time of their lives. One is chasing after his wife, and I picture Carlson and me in such a moment. “They are so cute.” He turns slightly, following my eyes. I nodded. “So tell me, have you ever been married?” He coughed like I just said the wrong thing. I'm curious to ask, neither have I seen him with a woman nor have I seen him talk about anything except for his high school crush, which he never forgets to tell me about.

He finished the sentence and I nodded. “I know of a girl. She met her crush years back at a club and fell in love with him instantly. She secretly followed him that night and saw him making out wildly with another girl. She ran away but, unknown to her, the man saw her. He saw the intense craving in her eyes. That girl is sitting in front of him now, and he can still see the craving. It’s still there and even more now.” I watched with shock as the words flowed seamlessly out of his mouth. When he said the last part, I almost choked on my own tongue.

Yvonne said, her voice laced with mockery. Clara and Yvonne had actually met way back in high school. She was her best friend, and while Clara had been dating Ken, she never knew Yvonne secretly had a crush on him. It caused a rift between them, only for her to resurface and be taken by Ken as his mistress. “Where’s Ken?” Despite the fact that her blood boiled and the urge to strangle them all held her in a chokehold, she kept up a tough skin. Yvonne giggled. “He’s right here with me, darling,” Yvonne drawled. “A shame he chose me over you for a baby that isn’t even his.” Yvonne laughed maliciously.

For all we know there could be another batch of hired thugs waiting somewhere. Crush follows behind the honey gold wolf, his coat picking up hints of light through the trees. The sun will be setting in a few minutes and it’s a wonder they didn’t wait until dark to strike. *Rogues are stupid, but Isaac wanted us to see him,* Crush warns. Sure enough, Hunter stops at a sheet of paper. Crush sticks his nose in it, though with a wolf’s eyes you can’t make out letters well enough to read. The stench is rotten, it reeks of cigars and grease.

It made her look like a drag queen the way her chest tried to escape that pitiful excuse for a top. "Yeah, except it's all rather deceptive, don't you think? Nothing like a foundation built on a pile of crumbling lies-that's stable. And let's not forget, he didn't kiss me back, V." She leaned back on the couch and understanding washed over her features-she finally got it.

I asked " Yes I have met you " she chuckled " and I know you have zero social life and that's why you have me, together we will rule the world. " She stated. " Uhmm psycho " I said. " You love me " she said " I love you too. Oh here comes Bryce, act cool " I said to her but I'm actually going crazy in my mind. My crush is going to pass here I got paired with my crush in my science project I wonder if we will make babies soon

“BUSINESS TYCOON JOSHUA HONG ANNOUNCED HIS SOON-TO-BE WEDDING WITH HIS BEAUTIFUL GIRLFRIEND FOR 2 MONTHS, KIM YOO-MI.” I crumpled the paper in my hand and threw it hard on the ground, stomping it with my feet. I rubbed my hands over my face, let my body fall on the bed, ran my hands over the cool white sheets. “Yoo-Mi,” I gritted my teeth, clenching my fists. I had convinced myself I’d never see her again. I figured it was for the best, that she lived her life without me, without the fucked up parts that can’t get it together.

Alex repeated with wide eyes. "Don't be angry please." "How old are you?" Alex asked. "Please don't get mad. "Matty said and crawled close to his brother. "How old are you?" Alex repeated the question. "S-seven." "Do you even know what crush means?" "I-I do." "Ahumm enlighten me please!" "It means you like someone so much and wants to be with them." "You like me and wants to be with me, do you have crush on me?" Alex asked. "Eww you are my brother Alex, having these feelings outside the family bond is called crush."

As Liam pushed Axias's body backward, Axias' footing on the floor was pushed back even more, and suddenly– CRACK! CRUSH!

she added with a sigh full of longing, still staring toward the dance floor like she was watching the climax of a romance film. I couldn’t answer her. I couldn’t even breathe properly. My hand was screaming before my mind caught up. A sharp, wet pain bloomed across my palm, and when I finally looked down, I saw the crystal stem of my glass cracked and blood beginning to mingle with the last traces of gin. A jagged shard had split off the rim, biting into my palm, and the clear liquid was leaking out slowly, along with a thin stream of blood. I had crushed it, just as I wanted to crush the image my brother with Abigail seared of into my mind.