Novel & Cerita Timmy Turner Crush

Panic clawed at me. "Oh come now," Timothy crooned, backing me against a tree trunk. "You didn't let me get you yesterday so I've come today. I know you have feelings for me, I've seen how you look at me during gatherings. This little mating bond with the Jeremy means nothing." He barked. I spit in his face. "You're delusional. I'm bonded to Jeremy in unbreakable ways. Now release me!" Timothy's brows slammed down, his fingers biting into my arms. I saw madness and obsession swirling in his eyes. Bile choked me as his hands roam over my body.

"Ahhhhh! Serena, did you see it?! Celia’s crush is actually Xavier!" ***

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!" Timothy stared at her, shocked she could become like this because of Pierce. When everyone else saw her as an obsessed bitch, he thought she was a woman willing to go far for the man she loves. But now... he couldn't say the same. She's freaking out of her mind. Betty raised her head, breathing hard, her eyes staring at him intently. "Tell me you're still working on the plan." Timothy sighed, exasperated. "Of course I am."

, Anna explained with a sigh as she pulled at her fries "Intimidate Vanessa? Last?", Kaylee repeated in disbelief "I am not trying to intimidate Vanessa or anything. What's all these?", Kaylee asked dropping her cutlery loudly on the table She looked at Anna when she did not reply and found her smiling in amusement. "What are you so amused about?", Kaylee asked before looking in the direction of where Anna was looking. A grin appeared on Kaylee's face as she teased Anna. "You have a crush on that guy, don't you?", Anna turned to face Kaylee and she met her raising a brow at her with a smile on her face as she teased her.

The only way for me to escape this family was with the help of others. The best person to seek help from was Winona. She was rich and would owe me a favor if I saved her. This was the reason why I did not hesitate to approach her. She said, "I still don't believe you. Why would Yvonne want to hurt me?" I looked at her calmly and said, "Because Yvonne has a crush on your boyfriend, Sean Graham, and you're standing in her way." It could be the seriousness of my tone that convinced her slightly. Winona was silent and said nothing.

RACHEL'S POV “He took the pictures?” she asked Max over the phone. “Yes, he did. I told you the boy is smart.” Max said with pride in his tone. “And who is the boy in the picture?” Rachel asked. “Timothy McVeigh. Her best friend. But, Oscar thinks he has a crush on her although he has not proven it yet” Max explained. “This is getting more interesting. I need him to find out if they have something going on. This hug of theirs is too passionate for them to be just best friends.”

Not that she needs to do that, her one look of approval is enough for him to get the message across. They spend another few minutes in absolute silence. She offers him one of her airpods as she listens to some music. “I'm not into either metal or breakup songs.” She rolls her eyes at his pathetic attempt at making a joke. At the end, he is the one who lets out an awkward laugh and not her. “You are a diva. It's annoying.” Now it's time to roll his eyes. She isn't done insulting him, she goes on to say, “I don't know why I had a crush on you in the first place.”

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.

Stella asked. I didn’t have to be with her to know she was on the verge of screaming. “No, of course not,” I said, pushing Davis away. “Who’s she?” Davis asked, and I signaled for him to keep quiet. “Ava, stop lying. I can hear his voice,” she said, and I hung up. “Who was that?” Davis asked. “One of your admirers,” I said. “What’s her name?” Davis asked, a smile appearing slowly on his lips.

I would let her shine for just this time. "Erica Johnson. She's the perfect match for you!" I gritted my teeth. Again??!