A Tough First Love Novels & Stories

she asked softly. “Now,” I said, meeting her gaze, “I want to give it a chance. The truth is…” I hesitated, fingers brushing hers. “I’ve never really loved anyone before. You’re my first love. And probably the last.” Her smile faded a little. “Probably?” I smirked. “You really can’t be pleased, can you?” That set her off. “I waited all those years, Renz! Do you know how hard that was? I couldn’t move on because of you—and you’re telling me you weren’t ready?”

Amanda tried to claim her child back with great sincerity. She thought I was in the dark. On the contrary, I was well aware of Greg and Amanda's actions. Jacob was my son—there was no doubt about that. Ten years ago, Dad had forced me to break up with my first love, Derek Stark, all because he deemed Derek poor and therefore not good enough for me. Dad passed away not long after I broke up with Derek. Drowning in despair, I agreed to marry Greg when he proposed to me. After all, he had been doggedly pursuing me for a long time.

He was already struggling, carrying Zon, and yet he managed to put food on my plate. It's like he's trying to make up for all the hardships he caused me before. "Of course, first love is always the best," the girl beside Francesca said, dropping a hint. I kept quiet, afraid I might say something mean. "You'll just call it first love, Erich? Love, huh? Because for me, at that young age, love wasn't a thing. It was just infatuation," a guy defended from the opposite seat where Francesca and her companion Erich were sitting.

“I know. It just feels like... I don’t know. Like I’m stuck in between. He’s getting married, and I’m just... here.” “You’re not just here, Lil,” Claire said firmly. “You’re building a new life. It may not feel like it now, but you’re moving forward too. You’ve been through more than most people your age ever will, and you’ve come out stronger because of it.” Lillian nodded, though the ache in her chest still lingered. “I don’t even want to be with him,” she admitted. “It’s just weird. Seeing him with someone else.” Claire smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind Lillian’s ear. “First love is always hard to let go of, even when you’re ready. It’s okay to feel sad about it. It doesn’t

To Natalie, he looked cute and she couldn't resist the urge to taint him. Natalie held his face and made him look at her "/if you're going to be with a lady this fierce, you need to up your game" Liam couldn't believe he was asking this while being shy "How?" "Good question, first kiss me" "But I don't know how to?" Liam was not lying, he really did not know how to kiss because he had never done so before "How can a hotel worker not know how to kiss?" she held his face and kissed him. At first, it was sloppy because he was a bad kisser, he kept on making mistakes but when he got the hang of it, he didn't want to stop.

Jake said. I knew he was saying this, so I can feel insecure, but why should I feed insecure, when Mavis already made me understand that I am the one he loves and not Ava. "You are wrong, Jake. First love isn't hard to forget" I said, and Jake looked at me. " Meaning" He asked. "You were my first love, but I have forgotten everything about you, including the moment we shared together. It hurt when you first love breaks your heart, but I was able to overcome the pain.

He still couldn't do anything too strenuous, though. Still, the first time we went hunting together, he gave me a proper demonstration of just how fierce he really was. A wild boar—he'd torn through its throat in under a minute. That night, I finally tasted meat again after so long. I roasted the pork belly over the fire—the sizzling fat gave off an irresistible aroma. I ate until my face was covered in grease, then asked Edward which pack he belonged to. His eyes dimmed. "I don't. I have no pack."

And what about the damage done to me? I'd worked so hard at this marriage, tried to be a good wife—did that effort not count for anything, just because it had been destroyed too? If they wouldn't own up to it, who was going to stand up for me? "I stand by every word I said." I kept my voice level. Silence on the other end for a few seconds. His breathing had gone heavy, somewhere between impatient and exhausted. "I don't get it. When did you turn so vicious?"

" Indeed, I had once thought that letting go of this relationship would be impossible. After all, we had known each other since we were kids, and she was my first love. Loving her had become an absolute habit, etched into my very bones. That was why her blatant favoritism and intimacy toward Nathan had cut me the deepest. Yet, she had done all those things naturally, without a single shred of hesitation. I stared into Daphne's increasingly agonizing expression. Her lips trembled as if she wanted to defend herself, but no words came out. What could she possibly say? How could she even have the nerve to say anything? She had simply taken my feelings for granted, fully convinced that since I ha

“It’s… just okay.” How was I supposed to explain that I had completely ruined things? “Sir, she’s back, she’s back!” Lewis rushed in excitedly. Even Mrs. Thompson dropped her cleaning cloth and ran out. So this was the charm of the first love! The front door slowly opened. A middle-aged, elegant woman appeared before us. She was indeed beautiful enough to be someone’s first love. However, her age didn’t quite match. “Mom, welcome home.” David stood up to greet her.