Gifts For Crush Novels & Stories

Addy made a giant cake made up of like three dozen cupcakes that look like giant tulips in a ton of different pastel colors. I managed to order her, her gift which was delivered on Monday thankfully. I can't wait to give it to her, which I will be doing when I have her alone. Opening my dresser drawer, I pull out the velvet box before opening it to see a promise ring, it holds an opal with two tiny white sapphires, one on each side, on a silver band. My heart hammers in my chest as I look at it, praying she loves it as much as I do as I close the box before wrapping a white satin bow around the box then tuck it into the bag I have packed for us.

Krish wasn’t just pushing his luck—he was taking advantage of her being too kind to call him out. Her polite deflection was enough to make him chuckle and take a step back. “Perhaps,” he admitted, raising his glass in mock surrender. “But the truth doesn’t change, does it? I saw how you have grown into such a beautiful lady. You looked gorgeous, out of the world at the recent wedding. I wanted to compliment you then and there but since it was your friend's wedding, I did not. But I have not been able to stop thinking about you." What the hell?? Could he be that person, who was sending gifts?? He was flirting openly.

“So you don’t want me naked for this one?” “Not all your gifts are sexual in nature.” “Bummer.” “The racetrack gift certificate, for example.” He squeezed her and rooted on her neck with loud sloppy kisses until she giggled and squirmed. “That is a f**king awesome non-sexual gift, but afterward, I’m sure I’ll be pretty worked up.” “You can make anything sexual, Eric.” “You’re just figuring that out?” “Nope. I’m celebrating it.” She kissed him and squirmed out of his arms. “I’ll see you downstairs.”

“I already thought of it, but he, I guess, wouldn’t like it.” Elisa hummed. A while later, an idea popped in my head and I looked at them excitedly. “How… How about I gift him myself?” Both of them paused and they looked at me like I said some joke, and then Elisa laughed, but Mia rolled her eyes. “We don’t want that any sooner.” “Oh..” I sighed, and turned to think what else would be best gift. Mia snapped her fingers. “What about a watch? A nice and classic one.”

he replied, his attention shifting towards some group of boys from our college. “Ava, give me a minute” he said and I nodded as he walked over towards them. “So who’s Christien?” Stella whispered in my ear from behind. “Stop it!” I said jumping slightly “Don’t change the subject, is that who you have been thinking of all week” she grinned “No” I said immediately “That sounds like yes… so is he your boyfriend… a fling, one night stand?” “eww Stella, not everyone is like you” I said smiling

Crystal yelled with a big smile. "Why don't we go down and take a look?" When we got there, the birthday presents and decorations had already been put in place just like I instructed our helpers to do. Chris and Crystal started unwrapping the presents labelled with their names, excitement showing on their faces. "A new gaming console, a new bicycle, a new wristwatch, an illuminating sword, an iPhone, boxes of eclairs, my new roller skates!" Chris screamed as he opened them one by one. "An iPhone, Divine's autograph, a make-up kit, fancy bracelets, an autograph from John Justin, my celebrity crush, Barbie dolls! Dad, you're amazing!" Crystal said before flinging herself into my open arms.

“Yes?” Crane hesitated, then exhaled. “If you were me—hypothetically—how would you talk to a woman who’s ignoring you? One who doesn’t want to see you, speak to you, or hear your voice?” Yousef blinked. “...Did you mess up, sir?” Crane growled. “Just answer the damn question.” Yousef smirked and leaned on the table. “Gifts.” Crane blinked. “Try sending her little things. Sweets. Flowers. Things that make her smile. But not just random expensive crap—thoughtful things. Maybe something nostalgic.”

I chuckled, and he followed me inside, sitting beside me on the couch. "Thanks for the date," I said, breaking the silence. Alex smiled, suggesting, "I think we should do this more often." I laughed, teasing, "I don't want your crush to come biting me." But instead of playing along, Alex said, "My crush doesn't bite." My smile faltered, and a pang of unexpected pain hit me. I hadn't anticipated him saying "crush." It was as if he was rubbing it off on my face. I unwrapped the gift, curiosity building. "Unbox with me," I said, nudging Alex playfully. He smirked but remained silent.

I felt my eyes twitch as I gritted my teeth at him. "Storm doesn't seem like the kind of lady who's into big and fancy things. I think she would prefer something intimate. Maybe dinner at a nice restaurant." I brought out my jotter and started to write down his suggestions. "Dinner sounds nice. For gifts, I was thinking about getting her some customized jewelry and her favorite perfume. What do you think?" He stroked his chin, " Sounds like a good idea, you know this is your first birthday together, you don't want to go all out and then be short of ideas for the next birthday." He said.

Kieran sat beside me and started reminiscing on his own. "In high school, you were everyone's dream girl. So many guys had crushes on you, but Flynn was like a flyswatter—anyone who got close to you, he smacked them away. "He blocked every single guy who tried to give you love letters or ask you out for meals. If you were to tell me that he didn't have feelings for you, I wouldn't believe it for a second."