Novel & Cerita Picard/crusher Fanfiction

Damien I slammed the phone down so hard the screen cracked a little at the corner, but who gave a shit. "That's gay," I muttered at first, then louder like the empty bathroom could back me up. "That's fucking gay, Lila, you stupid bitch." My voice bounced off the tiles and made my split lip sting worse. “Crush on Alex? Me? The guy who'd spent the whole year making sure that scholarship kid knew exactly where he stood which was nowhere near me.”

Messages stacking up. I glanced at the screen, already over it. All apologies. Sickening. My temper snapped. I hit mute. I got back to my parents' place and pushed the door open. Their smiles hit me—warm, familiar—and the tightness in my chest eased. I went straight to my room and dropped onto the bed. I'd barely caught my breath when my phone chimed. Unknown number. My chest tightened. Shaky fingers, I opened it. [Hey Sadie, I've been thinking. What you found wasn't just the consent form, was it?]

Does that make sense! I know he is handsome and I did have a crush on him but that doesn't mean I will be jumping excitedly that he married me. I don't give it a damn...! He spoiled my life. As I was standing behind the door, I have no idea why my rotten mind was making me recall those things that had happened yesterday. He was just an inch away from me and my whole body was stiffened. From that incident, I got to understand something so important. Crush is crush, but getting so close to a man is horrible. I was terrified yesterday. He wasn't gentle at all. No matter how gentle he looks but yesterday he was like a wild beast and I couldn't tolerate him not even his least touch on my body.

“Churros are my love language.” “Hands off,” Christian snaps, leaning back against the counter and giving Frankie a glare. Frankie, grimacing a bit, instantly drops his hands. I turn to smile at my mafia crush because…well. He might have declared me off-limits because I’m his “sister.” But no one has that much jealousy in their voice when someone touches their sister.

Alex slammed the door to his apartment. His jaw throbbed from Lucian's punch. The metallic taste of blood lingered in his mouth, but it was nothing compared to the bitterness that clawed at his heart. He stumbled into the dimly lit living room, dragging his fingers through his tousled hair, his mind spiralling with rage and humiliation. Krystie’s icy words replayed in his mind, each syllable cutting deeper than the last. "How did I even fall in love with a douchebag like you?"

Times will change,enemies will strike. Bloodlines will be questioned and wars will ignite. But the question will still remain. Will winds of time and weights of crowns make them unite as one? Or will Daniel always remain his stalker's crush. "Crushing on your majesty was my hearts untamable compulsion, While loving him, my life's first and last obsession. -Evalinge " ..................... Chapter 1............... "I didn't knew what crush was , till I saw him with my eyes, Strengthening the belief of what they called,

His cousin's office is the only place he can see his husband's face. " You marriage wrecker" Dr. Kriza hissed as she clench her fist. She really wants to punch his cousin on his face. She still believes that he is the reason that her marriage is falling apart. But she can't hastily punch his face for that reason. He is the only who can protect her from her other cousin or should we say to the others Monteverde's. " I still hate you"Dr. Kriza only replied as she harshly sighs.

"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.

Crusher and that lingering sense of satisfaction—knowing he had stepped onto Daniel’s turf right in front of him. His little stunt, however, would have bigger consequences than he expected. Once the gossip spread and reached his wife, all hell would break loose. Alice had always handled her husband’s affairs with dignity, if that was even possible, but she had her limits. “How can you be so disgusting?” “Leave me alone, Alice.” “Daniel Crusher’s wife—right in front of everyone! You have no respect for anything!” “We’ve had this conversation a thousand times. Why do you keep bringing it up?”

My younger brother, Victor Bishop, has a silver tongue. That's why our parents, Paul Bishop and Jenna Cole, treat him like a treasure. I am socially awkward and blind to social cues, so they send me to the countryside to train. They even say there's no need to treat me well. They feed me scraps and make me sleep in the barn. After I turn 18, they put me in the family company to test me. Because of me, the Bishops become the richest family in Caldera. But Victor teams up with our parents and steals the credit that should've been mine. Everyone in the business world treats him like a star. Later, a building he cuts corners on collapses and kills dozens of workers. He makes me take the