Picard/crusher Fanfic Novels & Stories

My childhood friend, Flynn Carter, is the college's undisputed ice hockey star and campus heartthrob. Too bad he has a secret no one knows about. Because he's "allergic" to women and hates physical intimacy, he's stayed single well into adulthood. Over time, rumors have spread around campus that there's something wrong with him in that department. But no one will ever guess what this cold, unapproachable god is like once he comes home. One night, I return to the apartment we share after my evening class. I walk in just in time to see Flynn holding my freshly washed bra in his hand, a faint crease between his brows as he asks, "Why do you even have pink ones?"

I hated that sister of his more, because had it not been for her, everything would have been okay and that guy wouldn't have slapped me. Weirdly, the more I regretted everything that happened, the more my crush on him kept on increasing. I didn't even know how that was possible. It had really started to get out of hand. I must stop all these. I couldn't let this crush turn into something else. I must start hating that guy. "Arhhhh!!!" I exclaimed and sighed, frustratingly. "I must hate him, I must make sure that crush fades. I must make sure the memory of him turns to ashes." I chanted.

----------------------- CRUSH by David Archuleta -------------------- I hung up the phone tonight Something happened for the first time deep inside It was a rush, what a rush 'Cause the possibility That you would ever feel the same way about me It's just too much, just too much "Ohh, it's the same song from the hospital," Marian mumbled and grinned over the speakers as she glanced over the lovey-dovey couples over the seats on the far right of the room. She smiled as she glanced over Justin again. "Yeah. It was the same one over there," Justin muttered as if agreeing to what Marian had said. As she glimpsed outside of the coffee shop, she started a conversation with Justin about his painting

She found her way down to her room like a souless body where she broke anything she could lay her hands on and scream to her satisfaction. "He never kiss! I ..... *Crash*..... have.....*crash* never seen him kissing anyone! Why her!? Why her?! Because she's busty? I can enhancement too! Why won't he look at me like that?!" Fyre was devastated but was also making up her mind, she quickly pack up a suitcase. "I can't leave them alone. I must make her leave " the evil glints in her eyes were getting deeper than usual. *****

Lila instinctively retreated a step. He was terrifying to look at; towering and intimidating with his bald head shining under the garage lights and his dark face disfigured with deep knife scars that made him look more monster than man. “This is her,” Damien said coldly, his words carrying a warning meant only for Crusher. “And remember everything I told you, if you don’t want to die an early death.” “Yes, boss,” Crusher replied quickly, his voice low and rough. Damien turned to Lila. “Lila, this is Crusher. From now on, he’ll be the one following you around instead of Graves.”

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♡VIRANICA POV♡ I came back to home from hospital once again my attempt to death gone in vein and I met a worst guy ever I'm throwing all the things away in my room I'm sitting on bed while my hand turned into fist I stood and went near window I punched the wall to suppress the feelings inside me What the hell is happening in my life what sin I did to suffer like this loosing my people isn't it enough this milan wants to marry me and that guy whom I never seen or met speaking rubbish about me

“I find it funny that the two of you talk so tough when you are in no position to do so. If I do not get word to the man on the other side of that screen by the designated time, he will begin removing pieces of your friend. He’ll start by taking his toes, one by one, before moving his way upward.” “I don’t know anything about a book,” Cutter said defiantly. “And I say you’re lying. You have twenty-four hours to bring it to me or Warthog is dead, and you can look forward to finding pieces of him in your mailbox throughout the year.” “It’s the gift that keeps on giving,” Crush said, smirking. I went to hand him back the tablet but dropped it on the ground just before it reached his oversized h

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.

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”