Crush-to-love Novels & Stories

What kind of a mess was I, truly? “What do you want from me?” I bit back the hurt in my words. “I can’t… I can’t keep doing this, Ace, I can’t.” I can’t keep loving someone who wouldn’t even see me. I can’t keep letting you stop every progress I make towards finally getting over this stupid crush, just to… just to make me fall for you all over again by being kind to me. I fucking… can’t. He straightened, his throat bobbing and jaw clenching. As though heard me. Heard my thoughts. But that couldn’t have been possible, right?

"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."

Alessandro ☩══♛══☩ Love’s fucking cruel. People talk about falling in love like it’s some fairytale, like it’s soft, like it catches you but no one ever says what really happens. No one warns you that when you fall, you don’t land—you crash. You hit the ground so fucking hard it shatters you from the inside out. And you don’t even realize it at first, because there she is, looking at you like you’re everything, whispering shit that makes your head spin, pressing her lips to your skin like she owns you.

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."

“Marry me. All I ask for is three years. If after three years, you still don’t love me and want a divorce, I’ll give you half of everything I have.” “No...” I was startled by his seriousness and pushed the papers back. “Felix, don’t do this.” “Please don’t reject me,” he said earnestly, a hint of vulnerability in his voice. ...... The next day. I stared at the marriage license in my hand, feeling like I was in a dream. How did I agree to this last night? And didn’t my mom cut up my ID? Where did he get a new one? Despite the dark circles under his eyes, Felix seemed energetic as he handed me my ID. “I saw yours got cut up, so I had it replaced in a hurry.”

Clearly this damn crush wasn't going away anytime soon. __________ There comes a point in a person’s life when holding on hurts more than letting go. Olivia had always believed love was something you fought for. Something you watered. Something you chose every day, even when it wasn’t easy. But tonight, sitting in front of her bedroom mirror with nothing but the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the weight of her own thoughts, she wondered if love was also something you were supposed to release when it stopped growing.

“Sofia no one loves a selfish person. Love is for everyone and you have to be ready to accept it, then and only then shall you receive it. A crush is what you had for my mate, I was never in the picture but I am his fated mate and there is no way I would give him up to you for this is not some possession that can be simply handed over to the next party when the latter is tired of it. Time and circumstances have taught me so much and indeed what we lose in youth we gain in wisdom… that is if you've paid attention along the way.

She looks like she's broken up with her boyfriend. Everyone who was not far from us immediately turned and looked at us with wrinkled brows. Oh, damn it! "I really have to be patient with you," I said, patting her back lightly. "Why is your love story so sad? It would be better if this was just a movie; we could bribe the director to get you two together!" Violet exclaimed amid her sobs. This girl is really ridiculous. "The director of my love story is God! Help me bribe God!" I said origin.

Her tears were still hanging from the corner of her eyes, and no matter how loud her voice was, she kept trying to let out all the pain she felt. "Why, Gery?! Why?! Why did you choose that woman over me? Look at me, Gery! I'm the woman you adore. She's just a new person in our romance!" She scattered all the makeup in front of the mirror onto the floor. Her chest was tight as if all the oxygen in the world was gone. Without realizing it, she began to hate mirrors. It wasn't for nothing that she was babbling like an amethyst drunk. Clark, who was supposed to spearhead the scenario of destroying Gery and Eve's relationship, failed to meet Cheryl's expectations.

Camellia called as she chased Crish into the parking lot. “Crish, I beg you, where are you who used to love me? Where’s Chris?” Camellia grabbed Crish’s hand which was about to enter the car, but Crish brushed it off roughly. “No, I don’t love you anymore. I Will start a new life, so don’t bother me,” Crish said one last time before he got into the car and hit the gas at high speed. “Crish… What did I do to you? Crish ....” Camellia was still trying to chase the impossible car she was chasing, until she finally sat down on the hard asphalt of the road, but not as hard as her destiny.