Quotes Love Crush Novels & Stories

"Quite the opposite, I'm so freaking enthralled by you that if I wasn't straight and had a hot crush, I'll be begging you to kiss me." “Hot crush?”

He muttered, taking a step back. " You too sir. " I replied, a small smile on my face. He returned it, walking out of the store. I watched him go, staring until his car got into his street and disappeared. Janet arrived moments later and with the look on her face, you could tell she had seen Alex leave and was just as spell bound. " Damn... He is hot!" She squealed, hurrying towards me. " Who is he?" She asked. I glanced out, letting out a dreamy sigh. " That guy... Is my crush."

Do I show you my love song or not? "Aha." Ryder smiled realizing where Midnight misunderstood her. "Having a crush doesn't mean I like him. I have to know him and have feelings for him to be called 'liking'. Having a crush only means that I'm interested in him. That interest can lead to me liking him, being only friends with him or it can also lead to nothing. It depends on what kind of person he is." "..." WHAT KIND OF LOGIC IS THIS?!!! ... So.... You don't like him?

***ESTHER*** “You love that guy, don’t you?” Chris asks me as he takes the sip of his coffee. Love? Caden? Not even in my dreams. I am not mad to fall for the guy like him. I am not interested in guys in the first place and in the seconds place Caden isn’t the type of guy that I would like to have. “NO! That’s not it,” I open my both palms and shake it. “So, is he your crush?” he asks.

He knew very well what a young lady could do for her crush. "Get lost," Nadia spat out. Her anger was boiling over. Without another word, the man turned and left with the woman. As soon as they were gone, Nadia couldn't hold back her tears. Seeing her like this, Quinn handed her a tissue. "Do you want me to go over there and give him a beating?" Quinn hated to see Nadia cry. Nadia was such a pure-hearted lady. Nadia clung to Quinn while crying her heart out. It was over between her and her crush. He had a girlfriend now, and it seemed like she was his first love, the one he had posted on his social media. Nadia had seen photos of her before.

Enzo's eyes widened. “Don't tell me you have a crush on my man. Take your eyes off, Sarah. Focus on your old man," Enzo said, pulling the phone away from my face. I pouted. “So you like him?" I asked, narrowing my eyes. Enzo nodded. “First rule of crushes, that maintain eye contact shit? Nah bro, doesn't work. It nakes you look like a creep," I told him, shaking my head. Enzo laughed. “See, this is why I like you. We're like twins," Enzo giggled.

The low, rough voice that growled my name while he drove into me. Christian Knight. The pieces slam together in my brain like a puzzle I never wanted solved. Christian Knight = C.K. C.K. = Gwen’s lifelong crush. The guy she’s talked about since we were teens. The one she still sighs over in drunk texts. The same man I let fuck me senseless last night—loud, desperate, no holds barred—thinking it was just a one-time thing. My best friend’s family friend. Sitting three feet away. While she beams at him like he’s the answer to every prayer.

“I was supposed to give it to you yesterday, but I was a little angry back then.” The strange words puzzled me. But as he urged me to take the present with his eyes, I took it and found that it contained a sapphire necklace. This puzzled me even more, and I asked him what he meant by it. He stared at me, and red crawled all over his face. He even started stuttering. “It’s your p-present. I told you yesterday that I felt conflicted. I hated you for pretending to love me, but I couldn’t stop myself from l-liking you. That’s why I kept rejecting you. But I was also scared of you leaving.”

In my head, I’m clearly aware that I’m talking about Lance but that’s the part that I’m getting confused about. Crush is a word that has a broad meaning for me and while I haven’t fallen in love with someone else, I’m going to treat this word a little bit different than most. If I’m being honest, I really do adore Lance in many different ways. I adore him for being the most generous and the kindest person that I’ve met. I adore him for being this talented musician that’s able to pull my interest in music. I adore him for standing strong even after everything that he went through. “What? You like older women now?” Lance was shocked about my revelation when really, it isn’t much of a revelatio

I begged into his chest as he held me tighter and closer and I felt my body shake from the silent cries as I wrapped my own arms around my body to the point where I nearly suffocated myself. He eventually pulled away and looked down at me before he crouched down until he was at eye level with me and he held the sides of my face and made me look into his eyes, "I love you, Beauty," he said strongly, like he was trying to get the words from his mouth straight into my heart, "I love you so fucking much and it kills me more than it hurts you to leave you here," he paused and closed his eyes, putting his forehead against mine and I closed mine instinctively, "I fucking love you," he said as he he