Valentine Day Crush Novels & Stories

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

He finished the sentence and I nodded. “I know of a girl. She met her crush years back at a club and fell in love with him instantly. She secretly followed him that night and saw him making out wildly with another girl. She ran away but, unknown to her, the man saw her. He saw the intense craving in her eyes. That girl is sitting in front of him now, and he can still see the craving. It’s still there and even more now.” I watched with shock as the words flowed seamlessly out of his mouth. When he said the last part, I almost choked on my own tongue.

That day, when I got home, I secretly opened Nancy's WhatsApp chat history while she was in the shower. Derek: "Ms. Curtis, was I out of line today? I felt like Tyler was upset with me!" Nancy: "Don't worry about it. He goes around with a long face all day anyway!" Derek: "Ms. Curtis, I know it's not right to say this, but I have to tell you. I think I'm falling for you…"

"Valerie, I had a crush on you eight years ago. In fact, I already had feelings for you before Christopher did. Before I could make my move on you, you were already entangled with him. "Since you've already broken up with him, I don't plan on giving up on you again."

I asked irritated. Why the hell you gonna like my crush? The fuck.... Fisayo frowned at my change in tone. "What's wrong with you?" Fisayo asked. You freaking like my crush! That's what's wrong with me! "Nothing" I replied as I raised my hand. "Whoa! That's one hell of a support there" the guy said as he dropped Jesse's hand. He picked Victoria's hand and raised it again "For assistant class rep who's in support?" He asked.

Valerie drank, suddenly remembering her beast of a dead husband. "Never have I ever," Sophia continued, "had a crush on someone I shouldn't have." All three of them drank, and they looked at each other with interest. "Details!" Sophia demanded. "No!" Valerie bluntly refused. She wasn't even sure if what she had for Rick was a crush. "Please..." Sophia begged, trying to look cute. "Okay fine. You first," Valerie said, giving up. "Fine. My homeroom teacher in highschool." "What! that's totally off limits and forbidden." Valerie laughed.

"This is my life. It's how I love to live. So, what's the latest on your crush?" "She's more than a crush. I'm obsessed with her. I can't stop watching the CCTV camera, observing how she works with complete dedication. I don't think she's seeing anyone. I've never seen her making personal calls in her office. If she had a boyfriend, they would be constantly contacting each other. She seems too focused on her work. I've invited her for lunch three times already, and she's turned me down each time with respect." "She's playing hard to get. What's your plan that you mentioned to me yesterday about her?"

am coming with her CV so you can see for yourself, she said and ended the call before I could drop the phone she was already in my office,she walked straight to my deck smiling like she see her crush and dropped the CV on the table. I picked up the CV and I was shocked by the name I was greeted with.my long time crush, I have known and loved her since high school, but I could not bring myself to telling her she is one of the most beautiful girls I have ever set my eyes on, I still love her till now but I guess there will be a problem since I have some else now. and yes I told emma about her and I even showed her cherish's pictures. I got some of the pictures from her page on F******k and th

I sat up, the empty room enveloping me, reminding me of where I was. Leo's text appeared on my phone, succinctly encapsulating the previous day. [Staying late. Spend Valentine's Day on your own.] On impulse, I opened his Instagram without switching accounts, finding his latest post—#PerfectValentine'sDay. The image showed Elisa, her outfit barely containing her figure.

I was shaking in rage, and I nearly crushed the phone in my hand. The post was going even more viral online, and the comments section was filled with horrible, filthy sentiments. [Men truly come up with all sorts of ways to get their rocks off. It must be exciting to hire a prostitute on Valentine’s Day.] [He looks decent. Who would have thought he’s so lecherous? He’s even into sibling roleplay!] [He must’ve cheated so many times on his poor wife!]