Valentine's Crush Novels & Stories

I would rather destroy the ring than give it to a heartless woman like Helen. I was about to rest after finishing my work when my friend suddenly sent me an angry message. "How shameless can Helen be?! Just check out her social media!" Out of curiosity, I tried clicking into her profile to take a look, but was unable to. She had blocked me from her social media platform. I explained the situation to my friend helplessly, and he quickly took a screenshot for me. Helen was smiling happily in her wedding gown while Zack held her hand. They looked good under the sun.

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

He asked while caressing her hair. “He's been my crush ever since sixth grade. We were schoolmates and he was with Valerie. They were on and off and in seventh grade, he pursued me and kissed me while we were guessing games, it’s like a prize. Unbeknownst to me, our friends filmed us. They showed it to Valerie. I nearly got scratched if it wasn’t for Ed. I realized that I was just a toy.” She chuckled bitterly as he hugged her.

Jessy paused to build up the tension. "When you dance with another man, BAM!, that's when his ego gets crushed. I'm sure he'll be upset, and that, my dear, will make him more eager to get you." I pondered all of Jessy's words carefully. "Is that why he rejected me at prom? Maybe he already knew I would confess my love to him and felt I wasn't a challenge anymore. We've also been friends since childhood, so maybe I was too easy for him to get, so he got bored," I said sadly.

On Valentine’s Day, Ethan Scott had a last-minute social engagement and left me home alone. Late at night, I received a message from him, telling me to meet him at a bar. Thinking he had finally remembered me, I rushed out the door, eager to see him. But when I came to the door of the private lounge, the scene before me froze me in place. Taylor Winston straddled Ethan’s lap, her silk camisole slipping from her shoulders, the straps barely clinging to her elbows.

she said, “everything will work out.” My pulse raced. “Thank you,” I breathed. “You have no idea how much this means to me.” Inside, something dangerous stirred. Odell Johnson, the king of campus and my childhood crush. And now… I was about to walk straight into his world. ……….. I finally settled into the room after everything quieted down.

His dirty valentine Intro- Eugene has always had a huge crush on Marcel, she was the shy and reserved type that couldn't ever make a move. They were neighbors and she always kept a look out for him to catch at least a glimpse of him. Even her wet dreams of him couldn't relieve her of her desire of him. It's valentine's day and she's lonely and horny! Will Marcel look her way. Eugene's P.O.V. I glance over at the clock on the wall. Shit!

No one wants to hear that the person they have a crush on, kissed someone. "It doesn't matter…” Valerie started, "I mean, if the kiss didn't knock me fully conscious, then it was definitely nothing.” “What if he was just trying to be a gentleman?" Zayden asked, and I couldn't be more confused about what was going on. Valerie laughed, “gentlemen? I doubt, and besides, we were kinda drugged and any kiss that happened during that time, definitely doesn't count as romantic or being a gentleman." Isla's brow furrowed, her eyes fixed on nothing in particular. “You have someone you like." She accused, pointing her fingers at Valerie, with a knowing look.

Two words were insufficient to express how she felt at the moment, and yet Valeria could keep looking forever and words would still not be enough. She clutched her chest, a silly attempt to control her crazy drumming heart. This was a feeling she knew and did not want to experience anymore. ‘It’s just a childish crush.’ It wasn’t. She knew it at that moment when it wouldn’t be more impossible, when she couldn’t be more unworthy of him than she already was. Valeria was hopelessly in love with Daniel.,

“Tell me, Travis bud, do you like that weird girl?” “Of course I don’t,” I denied immediately, even though I wasn’t so sure myself, but if I were to have a crush on Valentina, Ethan would be the last person in the world I’ll tell. “I just don’t appreciate us wasting our time, especially when we have other important things to do.”