One Sided Crush Novels & Stories

"She must have sensed your intentions, and the way you've looked at her in your office probably gave it away that you have a strong crush on her." "Crushing is an understatement; I feel like I'm entirely obsessed with her at this point. I couldn't even bring myself to go out for lunch. Just the thought of her satisfies me." "Do you think she might be in a serious relationship?" "There's no engagement or wedding ring on her finger." "Hmm... What's your plan regarding her now?" "I'm even feeling jealous of anyone else being near her. I've instructed everyone in my company to keep their distance and let her focus on her work. That way, I'll be the only person close to her, and I can freely invi

Thunder pounds in the sky, and the loud reverberation shakes me to my senses. Pushing myself off him, I side-eye him, wiping my hands on my shorts. He looks away first, pulling himself up out of the mud. I head to my side of the truck and climb in. That was close, way too close. Seconds later he slips in behind the wheel. The radio plays Jake Owen's latest hit "Alone With You."

I sprinted across the pitch, my focus sharp, unaware of the danger that awaited me. Mark, fueled by his resentment, seized the opportunity for a final act of aggression. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, Mark launched himself into a dangerous tackle, targeting my knee. The impact was brutal, my knee twisting unnaturally beneath the force. A sharp cry escaped my lips as searing pain shot through my leg, threatening to engulf me. Mark's expression twisted into a sadistic smile as he witnessed my anguish, his satisfaction evident in his gaze. The taste of victory fueled his cruel intentions, and he reveled in my suffering.

a nerd OMG, how can a nerd actually had a crush on me, well I am ladies type every one of them want a piece of me, they all earn my touches like you do nerd He said arrogantly, but what can I do about you nerd, I am sorry I had to break your heart, but I am not interested in you and stop having a stupid crush on me because it's can never happen between us, and you ain't my type to begin with he smirked as he continues You are so ugly, you dressed so poor, had a lot of Wrinkles like an old woman with your round ugly glasses, gosh you are so disgusting, well I don't really hate you neither did I like you too but having a crush on me is ridiculous, it's cool if you are just day dreaming it's ne

All narrowing into this one breath. “If we cross this line,” I said, voice barely there, “there’s no going back.” “Good.” His forehead touched mine. Soft. Intentional. I closed my eyes. For one second, the world outside that hallway disappeared. No cameras. No owner pulling strings. No fans picking sides. Just us. His thumb traced slow circles on my wrist. “You drive me insane,” he whispered. “You don’t make it easy.” “That’s not what I mean.” I opened my eyes.

After my wife, April Carter, gives birth to my child, I'm forced to quit my job and become a full-time stay-at-home dad. Before long, I spiral into severe depression. Countless times, I press a knife to my wrist, only for her to desperately throw her arms around me as I break down in hysterics. "Don't do this! Think about the baby and me! We're right here with you!" My brother, Lucas Getz, and my best buddy, Thomas Balfour, each grab a knife and press it against their own wrists. "If you want to die, we'll die with you," they declare. "Are two lives enough for you?" After that day, I fully commit to my treatment, determined not to let anyone else get hurt because of me. But just when I

My sister, Kelly Sutton, was totally lovestruck. The night her longtime crush finally said yes, she begged me not to tell our parents about their date. She stayed out all night, and I covered for her. Kelly was so happy, I couldn't help being happy for her. Three months later, she jumped off the roof of our apartment building. Dad had a heart attack and died on the spot. Mom never smiled again. Eventually, she ended up in a psychiatric hospital. More than a decade later, after I became a cop, I dug up an old case that made my blood run cold. Kelly's crush, Calvin Tilley, was a psychopath who used love as bait to deliberately spread HIV, destroying young women's lives. That was why my

he asked, trying to sit up. I was surprised he was asking for me while he away in pain. My eyes were still wide in shock. I couldn’t move or speak. “She’s over there.” Max nudged in my direction. “I think you need to shift so your cracked bone can heal.” Bryan pushed him out of the way. He tried to struggle back on his feet. “Hey. What are you doing?” Max yelled, surprised at Bryan’s action.

Once the knee was broken, it was basically scrapped. “Ah—! How dare you to do that?! Do you know who I am?!” The blond guy screamed as he desperately tried to dodge him. Alex asked, “Who are you?” However, as soon as he finished asking him, he applied force on the blond guy’s knee. Crack! It was the sound of a bone being completely crushed. As the bone was crushed into crumbs, the knee area of the blond guy collapsed weirdly. This time, the blond fainted right away from the pain.

Maybe a little shock that he showed. After being treated in the emergency room, Cheryl was finally allowed to leave and rested in the hospitalization room. Lucas approached her while putting both hands in the pockets of his material pants. The man with a beard filling his chin looked at Cheryl, whose eyes were still closed. There were several bruises on her face and a bandage around her forehead. Both hands were wrapped in casts. The doctor said Cheryl had fractures in several parts of her body.