Quotes Love Crush Novels & Stories

“What? A crush? I'm a grown up woman, I don't do crushes anymore.” Romeo let out a soft chuckle as he took a scoop of his yoghurt. “I have a crush.” He confessed before taking the spoon to his lips. Her face reddened with jealousy. “Oh yeah?” She crossed her arms below her breast. “Care to tell me who this crush of yours is?” “You'll see her on our wedding day.” He responded then focused on his yoghurt. Cara felt her cheeks get even more red than it already was. Wedding day? Was he planning on marrying her? Did he love her that much?

“Don’t do this. Don’t do that. You can’t talk to this person. You’re too naive. You’re boring. You’re this. You’re that.” He looked stunned. “You’re so annoying,” I said, my voice shaking now. “Do you know that?” He ran a hand through his hair. “You’re drunk.” “You are lucky I like you, unless—” I stopped, swaying slightly. His expression changed. “What?” he asked quietly. “You like me?” I laughed. A soft, broken laugh. “Like you?” I whispered. “I don’t like you.” He didn’t move. “I love you.”

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.

Naomi changed the topic. “Not love, I just like him so much,” Julia says, not accepting that she has fallen in love. “That’s love. Trust me, I have read all my mom's novels. There isn't a big difference between crush and love,” Naomi says, “If someone could pull the strings of your heart in a strange way then that person could possibly be the one. Separating terms like crush and Love is foolish,” Naomi says. “You have feelings for him, that’s it.” “I know, I read those novels too,” They exchanged giggles.

“As a woman loves a man.” “You-” “No, stop,” she said, holding up a hand to quiet me. “I’ve had a crush on you since I was fourteen. An innocent crush. The kind of crush I knew would never go anywhere. I didn’t fantasize about you, or think up plans to seduce you or anything, because you respected me and I respected you, and your marriage. I just loved you and let myself sit with that while I tried to do normal teenage things. And I did! I didn’t try and save myself for you or anything crazy like that.

"But I realize that it was just a crush, infatuation. You're my ideal guy, and I chose the university we attended because of you. You were my inspiration in everything I did." He remained confused and surprised by my words, but he kept looking at me, listening intently. I shifted my gaze to the twinkling lights hanging from different parts of the tree and smiled. "But when I met Alexander, I realized the difference between crush and love. Liking someone is that intense passion you feel initially. It's like being drawn to someone's looks or a particular quality." I noticed how his eyes held sadness and regret.

I smiled innocently, “so mind to tell me who your lover is?” “Well,” Olive shifted in her seat, “it isn’t my lover though.” I nodded, waiting for her to continue. “I don’t know if you remember I have ever told you about my crush?” She said carefully, lowering her tone for an octave. “Yeah, I do. What about him?” “I don’t think I can win his heart. He has set his eyes for another girl. And I’m pretty sure he is the loyal type.” “Wait,” I turned my body facing her, “so your lover isn’t the same person as your crush?”

Soheila whispered to herself. (Do I have a crush on him? Well, my friend said that a crush is entirely different from what they call love. And one time, my friend told me that she had a crush on a man because of his looks.) "So, I might have fallen in love with his looks. However, that does not mean that I trust him 100%. He's way too dangerous and powerful. I'm too weak against him if one day he gets angry with me." (If I see him again, I won't let him take advantage of me. Hmph!)

I teased. She came closer, holding her hand to my mouth. "Shh, someone might hear you," she exclaimed, her eyes widening in alarm. "Is it not a bad thing to have a crush on someone?" I teased, playfully nudging her. "Lyra, it's not a crush. I love Zach so much that I can't explain it," she confessed, her voice filled with sincerity. "He makes me feel so many things I can't just explain. When I see him, he seems to light up my world even without trying," she said dreamily, lost in her thoughts of him.