Quotes Love Crush Novels & Stories

"Yeah, i kinda want him to stay even though he had always being bothering me. Please tell me, what's wrong with me?" "Just a simple explanation. You are in love with him," "No, no, no...at all...I have no crush for Ryan. He is so so above my level. Please, be serious for this once." "But I am being serious. You are in love with Ryan. It's just that you can't see it. You kept claiming that you don't love him, but you are crushing on him," "You must be crazy," "But I am not. Girl, that's how lots of girls says whenever they are crushing on a guy. You are in love with him."

Venus said as she wiped the tears in her eyes. "But my situation's different. This is not just a mere crush," she said. "Yeah. Maybe that's what you call the ultimate crush," Venus added. Natasha didn't respond. She wanted to tell Venus that what she feels for Clyde is love and not just a mere crush. Why is no one believing her every time she says she's in love with Clyde? Shirley and her grandma laugh at her as well every time she brings up this matter. Anyways, what's important is that she knows and she's sure of what she's feeling.

I whispered sadly. He stroked my back comfortingly, "I woke up screaming "I love dicks! In an auditorium, in the middle of a very important lecture. The girl I liked was there, the most embarrassing moment ever. Saddest, the years I didn't know your name or what you looked like." "Oh," I murmured. He laid down straight, still maintaining our eye contest. "Your first crush, like, kiss and love?" "One girl named Coral in third grade, my fourth-grade teacher, a random girl I met in a club, and Sinead," I ran my eyes over his face and then studied his eyes to see so much hate replaced the lust for me. He really hates her.

Daisy spoke emotionally while taking his hand. “I know we have just met but in these couple of weeks, I realized the difference between a crush and love. You are the one, who showed me what true love is! I don’t think I can afford losing you now. Werewolf or not, I think I am in love with you. I might not be able to fight physically besides you like a true Luna but I will never leave your side in any situation, I promise. It’s selfish of me to ask you this but can you please be mine?” She asked in a nervous tone.

"We love each other." "No. I love you more than he loves you. I'm willing to do anything for you." Alan raised his index finger in the air to counter me. "We're childhood friends, Clark. I lived my life with him first. Maybe it's just a matter of delayed fate." "No, no, no! Love doesn't care who meets first." He waved his index finger again. He seemed adamant about his own beliefs. My eyelids fluttered once again. Yes, I'd often heard such phrases in women's magazines.

On the day we took our college graduation photos, a chubby girl holding a bouquet of roses stepped in front of me. Her voice was trembling with nervousness, "Alex Quinn, I like you!" I stopped in my tracks and gave her a smile. "Thank you for liking me, but I'm not interested in dating." I glanced at my reflection in the glass door. Tall and slender, with a fair complexion and smooth features, I was dressed in a gray tracksuit and sneakers.

All, except Tyson. " But I don't think Oscar is some undeserving nobody," Emerald argued back, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion with a tinge of contempt concerning our opinions on Oscar. " That's because you're blinded , with infatuation," I conclusively pointed out my hypothesis that help a bit of truth than fiction. I read somewhere that a crush is just a lack of information. There's really no such thing as 'love at first sight'. Maybe we are all just in love with the idea of someone. All, except for me. I was slowly falling for my best friend's mother and no one knew about it. Seeing her last night in that night gown/lingerie.....definitely umpted things to a hundred.

Damian stroked his beard thoughtfully “that’s true. Who told her? Could she have been working with them but had a change of heart?” “Hmm,” “I guess, it’s something that we have to look into,” he said seriously, and I nodded. I know Stephanie is my sister but if she had anything to do with the assault, then I want to know. “So,” I cleared my throat “you’ve been crushing on me for how long?” “Crush?” he laughed dryly “maybe it was a crush at first sight, but over the the years I fell deeply in love with you,” I gasped, and couldn’t help the tears that streaked down my cheeks “You are in love with me?” I stuttered. This feels like a dream. My head was spinning. I just may be dreaming, I pinched

Sensing his tension, Coco hugged him back and said, "No. I don’t feel anything for Loke anymore. In fact, my crush on him back then was nothing. Now that I think about it, it’s not a crush that involves my feelings at all." "Really?" Lucas stared at her intently. "Yeah. I didn't really know him back then. I saw him in the library and projected my ideal comic male lead onto him, which led to the crush. When I realized he wasn't someone like that, the crush ended naturally." "But even so, it still... makes me jealous. Even if your crush was nothing more than that, you were still attracted to his appearance," Lucas said sulkily. Coco almost laughed at his jealous tone.

The water cascades over us, oh it’s hot and relentless, steam curling like smoke in the dim bathroom light. “Just a Fan” by Teezo Touchdown hums faintly from my phone on the sink—slow, sultry beat syncing with my racing pulse, just the right kind of music to set the mood. Christian’s soft lips are on mine, gentle at first, always gentle at first, but I feel the hunger building, his tongue slipping in to taste me deeper, like he’s drinking me in.