Match Crush Novels & Stories

I spilt the tears. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I can't seem to stop replaying the moment. It was just too embarrassing that the person I've had a crush on since i first stare has his brown eyes, even if it was just for a short while, I still can't stop the memory of slap that still replay on my head. I just let my "pride" down and cry my heart out because it was just too hurt, not just because of the slap or the public but because I had a "CRUSH" on him, a crush on a lowful guy.

“The night Nate died, I had a meeting with Buzzer. He wanted to talk about problems he was having with the Reapers. They attacked the strip club, which you know, and eleven people died. Nate was one of them. The others were Reapers.” “Are you with those bikers? The ones that took over the club?” Klara asked him. “We’re friends, but I’m not a member of their club,” Jake said. “I’m not officially affiliated with any MC.” “They call you Wrath,” she said. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Klara, but I need to tell you something else first,” Jake said. “Okay.”

Eliana's POV “Strawberry is still the superior flavor of like, anything, especially ice cream,” one of the two best friends that I have, Kat, says as she bites into her ice cream on a cone. She was obviously daring Lucas, who is sitting opposite of her right now, to speak against it. And the latter did not let her down, contradicting her claim as soon as possible. “You misspelled mint chocolate, because it obviously is the top tier flavor of all. And is that a cone?” he retorted before taking a spoonful of his dessert from a cup.

“I was blind...” He did it again. “I repaid kindness with betrayal...” He did it once more. Blood seeped from his forehead. It was a gruesome sight. Juvelia lost her mind when she saw this.

"Your dad's still recovering from that accident? Maybe I should send him some chicken soup to speed up his recovery. "Jeffrey married you out of necessity, not choice. The company needed him. Do you actually believe he loves you? He's always been mine, so if you came here for money, don't bother—" I cut her off with a sharp slap across her face, my anger boiling over. "There's no need for chicken soup, especially not when it's filthy, stinky, and rotten. Only Jeffrey could stomach such garbage!" Melinda staggered back from the force of my slap. Before she could say anything, Jeffrey was already by her side.

"Sandra, you lost your virginity? That's...that's a huge deal. Who was it?" A thrill ran through me as I spoke his name. "Victor. It was Victor, my crush. We had this intense connection, and everything just...fell into place. It was magical." Sasha's eyes sparkled with intrigue, her voice filled with wonder. "Oh my, Sandra! That's incredible! How did it happen? Tell us everything." As I narrated the story, reliving the moments of passion and desire, my wolf stirred within me, mirroring my excitement.

she said, “everything will work out.” My pulse raced. “Thank you,” I breathed. “You have no idea how much this means to me.” Inside, something dangerous stirred. Odell Johnson, the king of campus and my childhood crush. And now… I was about to walk straight into his world. ……….. I finally settled into the room after everything quieted down.

“Well, I don’t know if you need to hear but as you can see, Lucy is my close friend and crush. Unfortunately, there’s no room for a new crush. I’ll advise you not to try anything stupid with her.” “What are you talking about? Me and Lucy? Yo, you know I don’t like that girl, what’s gotten into you?” Micheal said frowning “ I’m just saying,” Neo said “Yo come off it,” Micheal said as they both sat down to continue the game. The game was over and it was party time. Neo was happy he would be sleeping in the same room as Lucy. But after the party was over, instead of going to her assigned room, she went into the room Micheal was in. She had convinced the girl in Micheal’s room to switch sides wh

Alex fake claps without even an ounce of enthusiasm as he mocks Killian. "And how many scores did you have?" Killian bellows, folding his sleeves, ready to throw a punch. It's been a long while since he had a fight with Alex. Alex seems to miss it too much. Before they can break into a fight, Oliver takes up the position of the pacemaker, refraining them from drinking each other's blood instead of juices. Killian knew he would get snarky comments from people for losing the game. He always comes first when it comes to sports. It ought to spread a lot of rumours that he lost his first match, that too against a team which was anything but strong. He also knew Alex would be the first one to mock

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.