Letters To Crush Novels & Stories

The girl leans into her as the guy Jonny stares down at Loyalty from the stage, and starts to sing out the lyrics to David Archuleta’s song ‘Crush’. My internal rage grows as he reaches this one verse, “why do I keep running from the truth? All I ever think about is you. You’ve got me hypnotized, so mesmerized, and I just got to know”! Yeah, I have to know too, buddy, because if she is returning those feelings I’m going to have to murder your ass! “Do you ever think, when you’re all alone, all that we could be, where this thing could go? Am I crazy or falling in love? Is it real or just another crush? Do you catch your breath when I look at you, are you holding back like the way you do”? Yea

The gift that he crushed. “No,” he says again, collapsing on his knees to pick up the box. He opens in, and a string of pretty folded cranes fall out, some of them well destroyed. A crumpled letter rolls into view, and he opens it frantically. “Allie… my sweet Allie….”

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."

I wrote every word I could think of that fit the pattern. Chance. Chase. Crane. Crave. I stopped on that one. Looked at it. Crave was five letters. Too short. I kept going. Crowe. Five letters. C — r — o — w — e. I counted them. The first letter tall. The w compressed in italics, looking almost like two letters pressed together. The e at the end with its curved base. C — r — o — w — e. I stared at the word I had just written.

ERIN The letter crumbled in Marty's fist, paper cracking like bones. From where I stood, I could see his knuckles white with pressure, veins standing out on his forearms. Marcus moved closer to him, the only wolf brave enough to approach. Whatever Marty whispered made Marcus's face go pale. Then, in a move that shocked everyone, Marty straightened his shoulders, smoothed out the letter, and tucked it into his pocket like it was nothing. Like his world hadn't just imploded.

His shoulders twitched as he moved, muscles clenching by each movement. Come on Phoebe, you can do it. “uh..Conrad?” my eyes flustered shut impulsively. “I'm Phoebe…uhm fifi, I've had a crush on you for years, I wrote this for you…” My hands trembled as I held out my letter, my eyes still closed. My heart tightened as he took the letter, a small smile forming at the side of my lips. This was it. He would read my letter and understand how deeply in love I was.

she’d said, "they mean I can forgive you sixty-six times. But if they ever run out, I'm leaving." I had kissed her. I had promised her. "They'll never run out," I'd sworn. "I will never give you a reason to use them." But this past year, I had dismissed her pain, again and again. "It's just a crystal. Crush it." "There are plenty more where that came from." "Feeling hurt? Crush another one. It's what they're for." I thought they were infinite. I thought she was infinite. But now, sixty-six chances had turned to dust. And I hadn’t even noticed they were dwindling.

“In one month, you’ll stand beside me and smile for the world. And whatever ghost of love you’re clinging to will die the moment they seal our vows.” When the door shut behind her, Leo’s hands were shaking. He reached into the drawer beside his desk and pulled out a half-written letter - the one he hadn’t yet sent. Cris, If laws won’t have us, I’ll break it myself. He stopped there, staring at the words. The ink bled slightly from the tremor in his fingers. Then he folded the letter and sealed it with wax - his own crest this time, not the royal one. He opened the window, letting the cold wind strike his face. Somewhere beyond the courtyard, thunder split the sky. He didn’t know if Cris coul

When Esther rolled it down and looked at her, Amelia continued, “Open your eyes and see how confident a woman can be when she earns money on her own!” Esther: “...” Confidence? Yeah right, what a dumbass! Adrian must be blind or stupid to have a crush on such a frivolous woman! No way, she had to bring him back to his senses. As she got out of the car, Esther found Adrian on her contacts and sent him a message: [Stop crushing on that woman—she’s already got someone she likes!] Insulting someone’s crush would normally annoy people, so maybe this was better. After sending it, Esther added: [Don’t waste your time chasing her—go find someone else to crush on!]