Lesbian Crushes Novels & Stories

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

Turning around, Liberty went back into the office. That colleague was still chatting away happily with the others. Liberty went straight to that person’s desk and only then did the colleague realize that Liberty had come back. The woman was a bit overwhelmed by the embarrassment of being caught red-handed while speaking badly behind someone’s back. “Do you have a crush on Mr. Lewis?” Liberty’s words instantly made the girl’s face turn red. “Of course not.” She denied it. “Then is it fascinating for you to spread rumors that Mr. Lewis and I have a secret affair? I heard the bitterness in your tone, so it’s clear that you have a crush on Mr. Lewis. That’s why you’re always targeting me.

At the welcome party, I was well-dressed. Word had already spread that Nigel’s crush was back, and people were curious to see the woman he had loved for so many years. I stayed close to Nigel and smiled gently. One by one, people came to congratulate him. “Mr. Jefferson, congratulations! You finally got back the woman you love most!” Someone even joked, “Now we see the difference. The real one is way more beautiful than all those lookalikes.” Nigel’s face turned serious. “Don’t talk like that in front of Olivia.”

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.

“You like your cute code boy. I can see it. It is written on your forehead. Big, sparkly letters: I like Bobby.” I folded my arms. “You do not know what you are talking about.” She tapped her temple. “I know crushes. I studied them. Practical experience. Many years.” “That is not something to brag about.” She only grinned wider. “When I met you I thought you were all straight lines and serious eyes. But look at you. Fluffing your hair for your Sugar Crush.” “I did not fluff my hair,” I hissed. “And stop calling him that.”

The one for him was always Jasmine. After groveling before rich scions—desperate to marry into wealth—and being cast aside because of her lowly background, Jasmine returned to Samuel’s side as his flawless, perfect crush. Everything about her was a noble sacrifice, a tragic circumstance.

Maybe Chelsea hasn't lost his spark yet after all. Leslie's laughter filled the room. "Oh, Chelsea, you're a charmer." She beamed at him "See, this is one of the reasons I like you. You're like Madison Grey and Chris Boon in one person." Chelsea's confusion was evidentiary. "Who?" Leslie's enthusiasm faltered. "The LGBTQ couple in Rocky Starters? Oh crap, why am I the only person who watches that show in this goddamn town?" Kai chimed in, dry amusement lacing his voice. "Because nobody watches shitty shows like you do."

You're once the ultimate crush. Yikes. I hate that. . c.m. louden

"What would he be thinking of me now? That I, his mate and daughter of the most respected Gamma in Lykoria Pack is a lesbian? No no no no. I can't let that happen. I need to stop this!" "You can't say anything anymore, can you? You can't prove me wrong because everything that's happening here only proves that I am right and none of what I said is a rumor. You and that bloody bitch over there are nothing but disgusting lesbians and we don't tolerate lesbians in this campus nor in this city!" She spat. Instantly, I stood to my feet, about to storm up to her and give her a resounding dirty slap across her stinking face but my whole body froze like an ice statue with my jaw dropped down in shock

Luster would say it’s just admiration, Seraphine would say it’s attraction, and Leilani would say it’s a crush. A crush... I have a crush on Seraphine Wildfrost? Me, Cassius Silverton? I let out a hysterical laugh, then I submerged myself in the bathtub. Nope. That thought should perish, or be buried deeply into the farthest part of my mind. I don’t have a crush on Seraphine. Only children do that. I’m not a child anymore. I’m twelve and soon to be an Alpha, and I don’t... A groan escaped me.