A Tough First Love Novels & Stories

She whisper quietly looking down at her lap. I frown . I put the brown box aside and sit beside her on the bed holding her hand. " hey....listen you don't need to ever feel guilty or embarrasse about money or asking me something. Do you get it." I said softly looking at her eyes. " Because my love , the money , the empire that I built , its all because of you. Because I want to spoil you so much. I don't fucking care if you don't remember me and my love , all I want is you by my side. You never have to be embarrass about not able to reciprocate my feelings, I am fine with it but don't ever force yourself."

I still remember the movie that accidentally took away my tears after all these years. Mat Biec is one of the hottest new films of director Victor Vu, adapted from the work of the same name by writer Nguyen Nhat Anh. First love once seemed like a lifetime. Ngan fell in love with Holland - her best friend since childhood, at first sight, from nostalgia, but only one person kept that nostalgia. Then one day, Ngan decided to leave his first love when he was over 30 years old. Experiencing the innocent impression of youth, experiencing the innocent love of childhood, then the love of adulthood, but the result the boy received was only bitter. Leaving in tears and the content of the movie made me

What kept flooding her mind was all the time she had spent with Uche. He was her first love. They had met on the eve of the new yam festival after she had danced with some of the virgins that were not betrothed. It was love at first sight. He too had performed that day. He had wrestled with Dinta—who turned out to be Nneamaka’s husband—and had lost. The villagers had been angry with Uche, for losing the crucial wrestling match. Most people called him a coward. But Ejima had seen his failure with one eye closed. Even though Uche had denied it, Ejima could tell that their bond had begun that night. The very first night they met. That was the first time they had spoken to each other. The first

“I know you wouldn’t understand any of this but I love her, she makes me happy and she makes me alive.” “And what does that make mom? Where you not happy in the times you were together? After 17 of marriage you’re just going to give up just for a mere fling?” “Myles, she’s not a fling… I hate to say this to you now but we’ve been together now for five years. She was my first love before I met your mother. She left me and I thought she moved on so I did, I married your mom and we had you but I didn’t exactly expect that she’ll come back and told me that she still love me. It just felt right… to be with her.”

She thought it is just one-night stand, why the hell did the doctor tell her that she is pregnant now?!

I know that he loves me, because he has truly imbraced the idea of the amore, but that does not mean that he likes me as a person. I find him in our room, he is lounging on the bed, wearing only sweetpants, he is reading a book with that sly crooked little smile I love on him face. I lean on the door frame, just enjoying the view of him lounging there looking all sexy. My body starts to react in ways I don't really understand. My heart is beating very fast, my stomach clenches... like there is an invisible hook that caught my stomach, through my vagina, and is pulling me towards Ansel. I want to follow my vagina over to him, like it is the leader and I am the follower, but I am so nervous. T

She was his first love that remains forever. ____THE END____

said Ansel. The man tapped Ansel’s shoulder again. “Pamper her with your attentions and gifts!” he suggested. “Will they work well?” “You’ll never know the results until you try them.” For a while there’s a silence between them. It seemed they were being swept away with the failure of their first loves. “The hardest thing in loving a woman …,” said the man. “… is to keep her feelings.” Ansel was stunned, but he said nothing. All the time, he just concerned about his feelings.

The command shimmered. For years, it would have worked. The first love. The Savior. The woman he had carried up the stairs while I bled on white marble. The beam waited. I waited too, hating that my heart still knew how to brace. Kael's answer came rough and quiet. "No." One syllable. No Alpha force. No beautiful speech. No apology dressed as redemption. Just no. Serena's face went blank. The shard in her chest flickered violently. The archive Leo inside it gave a tiny, broken laugh.

She said and hugged him to go and sighed saying inside her: "Yes, he loves me and he admitted that to me, but the question here is do I love him?" Shaking her head from the thoughts her father left her, she said, "What nonsense am I saying? I love him? Impossible, so what is this love that will come in a few months?" A whole week passed and Veronica received cold and cruel treatment from Kristen, which made her regret her stubbornness and insistence. She couldn't stand his normal cold, so what about this? 7