A Thing Called First Love Novels & Stories

But still people continue to try, and they tried again, because having hope was a lot better than not having any. First love… It means to hurt and cause heartaches, having their hearts broken to bits, that aching pain in their chest, and never to have a way to avoid all of those pains. Because humans were made to love. To fall in love, it should be beautiful, romantic, but sometimes… tragic.

"The beauty of some people is visible from their face. So something from his body and his beautiful hair. So through the eyes of some. But the most important thing is that a person should have everything, only then he is called completely beautiful."The woman smiles and speaks while plucking leaves from the plants. Bella was walking along with that woman."And yes one thing no one else gets, this song is an important thing. The one who has all these things is very fortunate." After listening to Bela, the woman keeps social and says. "But those people are special, who despite not having all these things are called beautiful. I think it would be more correct to call they are lucky."

Anyways, someone once told me your first love is someone you never expected or ever thought of falling for—a little spark between you that draws you two together. Phoebe: Woo! That is so smooth. They both laughed. Eric: You? Phoebe: First loves are just tales of the first people who made us feel the sound of our heartbeat. The first to let us know how beautiful love is, the first to let us know what a heartbreak is, the first to let us grow out of our shells. We come to realize they may or may not be our soulmates or future wives or husbands, but a start of love that can never be forgotten for years to come.

"Yes." "What you and my brother have is amazing." "Hmm?" "I mean... Your love story is so cliché. Your first love was the person who was destined to be yours." She paused, "Kids, like me, usually fall in love with another person, specifically the famous and handsome guy in the whole school. Their personality isn't even in our option." True that.

She was holding a knife, her eyes wild and crazed as she looked at me. Sutton’s eyes were full of sorrow. "Queenie, stop this. From the beginning to the end, I have always loved Cheyenne. I admit, at first, I was attracted to her because she resembled you, and I couldn’t help but protect her like I would a younger sister.

If it were not for the fact that I ran into him at the hospital that day, holding Tammy's hand while she was getting her finger bandaged after accidentally hurting it while cooking, I might never have realized that the reason for his coldness was because his first love had returned. I stood at the entrance of the busy clinic, watching in a daze as he gently cradled Tammy's hand, filled with concern. At that moment, I realized John could show tenderness and care for someone. It was not that he was incapable of it—he just never cared enough about me. I was heartbroken as I returned home. I did not even have the appetite for dinner.

The autumn night was chilly, and Ryan sat on the balcony of his bedroom, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand, staring blankly into the void. Seven years had passed. He thought those unhappy memories had been buried with time, but now they were more vivid than ever. He remembered the first time he met Eudora. He was immediately captivated by her beauty. As they spent more time together, he was drawn to her gentle and caring nature. They were each other's first love, their excited and naive feelings, passionate and intense, like a powerful stimulant, something you never forget. If only that sweet love could have lasted forever. No misunderstandings, no seven years apart, no pain and humili

“It’s possible, but before you go that route, talk to Caleb. See how he feels. He’s aware something happened. He knows cameras were pointed at you before. And now the world is watching. He needs to understand.” --- That night, I sat on the edge of his bed after lights-out. Caleb stared up at the ceiling, wide-eyed. “Mama,” he whispered. “Yes, baby?” “Why did people want me?” I sucked in a breath. “You’re special, Caleb. But not because of something you did. It’s because of who you are. And some people saw that as a chance to experiment, to study not because they cared about you, but because they wanted what you have.”

Seraphina’s POV After bleeding for six hours in the emergency room because of the abortion my husband forced me to have, the first thing I saw when I woke up was his engagement announcement. The woman in Silas Wolfe’s arms was Evelyn Hart, his first love. The woman who abandoned him ten years ago and suddenly returned six months ago. My fingers tightened around the thin hospital blanket instantly as another sharp pain spread through my lower abdomen. On the television hanging across the hospital room, reporters surrounded Silas and Evelyn excitedly while cameras flashed endlessly around them.

Anabiya He hugged me I felt current all over my body. After 2 years he was so hell close to me maybe it was normal for him but not for me. She was the only person I went so close. Now after being so close to him my heart beat pounding very fast I was about to hug him back that my eyes stuck on a key chain which was hanging in his car. I push him away and took that in my hand "This." I was about to complete my sentence. "Yes it was gifted by my Mom." He says seeing that key chain it was gifted by me to him. It was a beautiful key chain made with two words N and A. But how can he say that it was gifted by his Mom.