My Secret Crush Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Chapter 4: Jealous Games Alex POV Max’s text sat on my phone like a live grenade for the entire weekend. Every time the screen lit up with a notification, my stomach lurched, expecting another message from him. “I know your secret. Tell them or I will.” The words burned behind my eyes even when the phone was face-down on my nightstand. I didn’t tell Kai right away—I couldn’t bear to see that flash of violence in his eyes again—but by Sunday night, the weight of it was crushing me.

She stood up, kissed me deep so I could taste myself, and whispered hotly in my ear: “This is just the beginning, baby. I’m not done with this pussy tonight.” We stepped out. The other girls stared, horny and shocked. The energy in the room had completely changed. I had no idea my secret crush was a filthy lesbian too… but I was about to find out just how nasty she could get.

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.

I've been hiding my excellent grades from my childhood friend, Oliver Barton, for years because of his jealousy. A day before the college entrance exam, he comes clean to me and admits that he's been taking private tutoring lessons without my knowledge for the past three years. His grades are good, and he plans to go to an elite college after graduating high school. I stand there, stunned, listening to his every word. "Viv and I both have excellent grades. There'll soon be even more in common between us both after we go to the same college in Haven City. "Once we're in college, we'll tutor you seriously so you can also get into a better college after you repeat your year." He and my bes

His hands trembled slightly as they traced the edges of her lace bra, marveling at the way it contrasted against her pale skin. “This is insane,” he muttered, though his actions betrayed his words completely. “I am your boss; you are my secretary... We should not be doing this in my office.” Despite his protest, his hands continued their exploration, one sliding around to unhook her bra with practiced ease. The garment fell away, revealing the full curves of her breast to his hungry gaze. “Fuck,” he breathed out, his eyes darkening as he took in the sight. “You are perfect.” His head lowered to capture one nipple in his mouth, sucking gently at first before growing more insistent. The wet he

Right now I was in the library, it’s funny because I had never seen Chase there before, or even had his guards over here. I was reading a book, it was about two teenagers who fell in love and hid it from everyone, they had the perfect secret love and it was going well, until someone ruined it. A common friend but somehow they found themselves again, and I was in the chapter where he yearned for her so much that he travelled just to see her. The female main character was one that was quiet and reserved, she didn’t move with everyone, she was labeled but someone they found each other. I loved their slow burn, I loved how they found themselves even when someone tried to ruin them, it was so swe

He had long ago guessed that the contents of the folder w rea book, what the book contained, however; he was about to find out. He sucked in a deep, unsteady breath before he flipped open the leather cover. The first thing that appeared was a photograph that he recognised instantly, it was of himself leaning against his beloved red, Ford Granda. The photo was taken three months into their relationship; he went to pick Aria up from court one day; she sneaked the picture while walking towards him leaning against his car. His fists clenched as a myriad of emotions swept through him, the logical part of his brain was screaming at him to toss the book into the fire and never think of it again, bu

Who I realize is staring right at me, his mouth slightly open in shock. And as the blood rushes from my face, he very deliberately moves his eyes first to Christian’s hand, and then to Frankie’s, and then back to my face. I say perfectly still, trapped and caught, with absolutely…no recourse. Nico continues to gape at me for a second before he starts to shake his head slowly from side to side. And in that instant I know that I am caught. And screwed. Because if anyone is going to spill my secrets for his own means, it’s definitely, definitely Nico. And he’s got a big one now – which means that I am absolutely under his thumb.

I planted a small kiss on his neck; his cheek was out of reach. Apollo sought my eyes, my hands sought his chest, and his lips found mine. And I went flying across the world, the stars returned to my eyes, and the familiar heat was there, burning me, making me burn. And I couldn't hold back anymore; the words started to spill out. The sweetest revelation of my life.

She smiled and I smiled too, hoping that she wouldn't expose the fact that I had a crush on Mavis. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks because of what she said to me. I knew she was trying to make me feel uncomfortable, and I hated that she knew about my secret crush. But I couldn't let her see how much her words affected me, so I forced a smile and nodded in agreement. "You're so right," I equally whispered, my voice sounding fake even to my ears. "Mavis is such a great guy."