Match Crush Novels & Stories

It was a message from a number she didn't recognize. **Ethan**: So... when's our rain check? Lena's heart skipped a beat. Maybe her crush wasn't as hopeless as she'd thought.

she gushed. Why did it sound like a threat? The atmosphere in the air thickened, and Susan and I exchanged stares. Possibly to clear the tension, Zara laughed and said “And you are not one of them, right?” Susan laughed again, “Of course, I'm just a fan”. Maybe I was just being paranoid. It’s Damian Delance, the Iconic Damian Delance. And of course I should know that most ladies would do anything to be with him. I smiled genuinely at them.

I said lazily. "Why? Are you guys still fighting? You guys still haven't made up? You guys might not be matched; isn't it better for you to find another partner?" Adipati exclaimed excitedly. "No kidding! Kenan and I have been through a lot, but we managed to get through it all and come back together. You can't underestimate our feelings!" I protested. Adipati chuckled lightly at my words; even so, his ridiculing look was very annoying. "Slow down; I'm sure as time goes by, I can win your heart!" Adipati exclaimed confidently.

Alex repeated with wide eyes. "Don't be angry please." "How old are you?" Alex asked. "Please don't get mad. "Matty said and crawled close to his brother. "How old are you?" Alex repeated the question. "S-seven." "Do you even know what crush means?" "I-I do." "Ahumm enlighten me please!" "It means you like someone so much and wants to be with them." "You like me and wants to be with me, do you have crush on me?" Alex asked. "Eww you are my brother Alex, having these feelings outside the family bond is called crush."

It began with a loud bang, the kind that echoed in the stillness like a gunshot. My initial thought was that it could've been the wind slamming a door shut, but something about it gnawed at my gut, urging me to stay alert. I held my breath, straining my ears. Then, I heard it—a voice. Deep, guttural, and laced with venom. "Greta! Cara!" the gruff voice roared, followed by another bang, this one louder and more violent. The unmistakable crash of glass followed, the shards likely scattered across the floor like a warning. "Craig!"

My nails dig into his skin, leave deep trails. He slams his forehead into mine. The crack echoes, blood blinds me. The world swims but I don’t let go. I drag his face down and smash my forehead against his in return. We both stumble, glass crunching underfoot, the table collapsing completely as we crash to the floor together.

Turner's Nordic blue eyes meet mine, and I wave nervously. He smiles, and I'm reminded of the huge crush I'd once had on him in seventh grade. Dolefully, his heart is always meant for Amber. "I got to go now," he says, kissing Amber on the forehead. "Okay." Amber's eyes closed at his kiss. "Since you're with us now, do you have a crush on any of the sports teams?" Amber turns to ask. I'm left speechless by her response, and then I answer. "Not right now," I say.

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I sighed and rolled my eyes as amara smacked his arm before scolding him. "Was she talking to you in the first place? And what's the 'girls and their problems' supposed to mean? It's not our business and problem that your crush doesn't like you back." Amara ended with sarcastic air quotes as she look him up and down from beneath her eye lashes before brushing him off like an annoying fly. She rambled on and on as I zoned out again day dreaming about Silas, like I always doing, consciously and unconsciously.

Peter hadn’t turn 16 yet and my brother well is my brother. My wolf turned around and we saw a black wolf with crystal blue eyes running towards us. No doubt he was Anton. So, the boy who I had a crush and broke my heart saying that he could never have a romantic interest in me, was my mate. Great, just great. Our wolves where playing and linking each other feeling happy that they found their other half. ‘’No stop, don’t play with him’’ I told my wolf and fought for control. She didn’t understand why I wanted to get away of our mate.