Male Celebrity Crushes Novels & Stories

And unexpected, he crashed his lips against mine as he kisses me breathlessly. “I love you, Tamara,” He said with so much sincerity after we unlocked from the intense kiss. “I love you more, my celebrity crush,” I replied and we both erupted in deep laughter. . . . The End.

I held my breath until we were completely out of his line of sight. The moment we stepped into the main ballroom, my jaw dropped to the floor. I never knew this part of the world was breathtaking. Sparkling crystal chandeliers hung from the ceilings, champagne towers glittered under the lights, and everyone moved with this rich people's elegance. It was everything my actual life wasn't. Every single celebrity I had ever scrolled past on social media or seen on TV was just... standing there, laughing and breathing the same air as me. My face actually started hurting from how hard I was grinning. I probably looked like a mad person, but God, I didn't care.

He asked. “Well the name seems familiar but I don’t remember where I heard of it.” I honestly answered. “You must live under a rock then. I thought all the girls in New York worship him. By the way he owns Cage construction and Cage industry and also is the sexiest man of the year!”. Jo introduced me. Now I remember where I heard his name from. Lisa and Unice are crazy about him. I can’t believe I am married to their ultimate crush. They will be so green with envy.

A blonde girl snapped a picture, and I caught Sandro mouthing a single word: bye. The girl grinned widely, unaffected by his abruptness, and then she slipped into Lincoln's winding line. Without wasting time, I clicked my microphone before Kaleb could boast about the success. "So, let me get this straight. The guy known for being elusive can blow off his fans, and none of them even react? If others did the same, Celebrity Crush would be calling them rude bitches and assholes." Davin chuckled. "Looks like you've become a publicist." "Sucking Ashton's dick must give you superpowers," Perry blurted out without thinking.

Those who were more popular were dressed more tastefully, but they showed off their cleavage—squeezing it into existence even if they had none, as if they would be executed by shooting if they did not show it off. It was not just the female celebrities. The male celebrities were the same. There was this male celebrity from Daiuan, whose popularity had soared in Chinea recently. He was handsome and sunshiny with charismatic eyes that even Javier, as a man, had to admit he was handsome. He was truly good-looking, the type that his fans would faint with a wild thump of heart, drooling and exclaiming how fine he was once they met.

But after all, I know even though I always hate morning class, maybe this semester won’t be that bad if I know I have a chance to see him every Monday morning. I had been having a secret crush on that guy a few months before the last semester ends. Actually, I am kinda reluctant to admit to anyone that I liked him because it sounds too common. I bet a quarter of the total people on this campus have a crush on him, not only students but lecturers, librarians, administration officers, cleaning services, and cafeteria workers of any gender. Since I usually loved being a one-of-a-kind and unique person, I hate to be on the same side with the majority this time. I never want to be the mainstream

Mark Fuentes, on the other side, has the most attractive and has big body like a black belter man, he is a young CEO and heir and most of all he is my ultimate crush that I don't want to tell anyone because I'm afraid of what will happen to me when those who like him find out that I like him too. What can I be proud of and against a rich man like him, and the son of a well -known businessman. I am nothing existing his world, in his eyes, ‘I am MISS NOBODY’. Even though I love him, I can't directly tell him that I like him, my life will definitely be even more chaotic when he finds out about how I feel. And the one closest to me right now, he’s Sean Clinton the well -known ice king of the cam

And there he was, standing close to it, looking effortlessly cool. As I laid eyes on him, admiration, love, and an overwhelming crush washed over me. Even though we had been together for some time, seeing him in this moment made my heart skip a beat as if it were the first time we met. Victor's presence was magnetic, and I found myself captivated by the way he effortlessly exuded confidence and charm. His dark hair, his intense eyes that seemed to hold a world of mystery, and that charismatic smile that could light up any room—it was all so mesmerizing.

Her passion and dedication shone through, earning her the respect and admiration of her colleagues in less than a month. Meanwhile, Mr. George made it a point to have regular one-on-one meetings with Lucy. He provided guidance, shared valuable insights, and encouraged her to reach new heights. His attention and mentorship made Lucy feel both grateful and conflicted. She appreciated his support but couldn’t help but question the blurred lines between their professional and personal relationship.

My attention was momentarily diverted from Mariselle when CJ walked into the room. "Dad, you might want to see this. They used a very attractive picture and caption of you on TV," Mariselle sneered mockingly and CJ's eyes widened when he caught sight of his face on the screen, and then he burst out into loud laughter. "What's funny?" Marielle and I snapped simultaneously. "Well, well, would you look at that? We're famous now, baby. Who would have thought?" "This is a serious issue, CJ. Can you stop trying to downplay it?"