After My First Love Novels & Stories

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his voice rough and low. "I’ll be gentle." That night, as he claimed me over and over again, Steve whispered between kisses that from the moment he first saw me, he too had loved me for five long years.

Of course, I still believed in Romeo and Juliet love, I believe in unconditional love, just the way I loved Christiana Salazar. “Okay fine.” She said after thinking for a while, “When I first met you, I didn’t love you. Not at all. I loved what you represented. Stability. Power. A life that people would kill to have.” Her lips curled into something like a smirk. “And I won’t lie…I still love that more than anything. But somewhere along the way, after the parties, after the headlines, after the nights when you actually looked at me like I was enough, especially when you thought I was your fucking first love. Cee? HAHA” she looked around, like she was looking for who was going to be her laugh

Our eyes locked as I slowly pushed inside her. The feeling was overwhelming. She was warm, tight, and perfect. Rachel gasped softly, her hands gripping my shoulders as I filled her completely. I stayed still for a moment, letting her adjust, letting myself feel every inch of the woman I loved wrapped around me. “I love you,” I whispered, kissing her deeply as I began to move. My thrusts were slow and deep, not rushed or frantic. This was not p**n. This was love. Every stroke was a promise. Every moan she made was answered with a kiss.

They knew I would not like them back or end up with them, they still threw themselves at me like the sluts they are. I enjoy the life I live so much, and I won't stop ladies from warming my bed, and that's because I do not believe in love. Heart breaks are real after all. After I decided to be faithful to one person, she broke me, so what else is there to love? I believe they are all the same, they are only after my money and I am after their body, it's vice versa, after being broken once, I do not have to open my eyes and see them cheat me again.

And the emptiness that I felt inside me started to emerge when Penelope and her female friends evacuated the store. Apprehensive simply because I cannot imagine how might Aiden feels and interprets the idea of the fact that his first love does not love him back. Instead of his older brother. Well. It is too early to get to conclusions. Aiden and Penelope are still young. A lot of things will change. All I have to do is to make the two closer to each other. Right. That would be the best thing I should do as the older brother. Feelings can be manipulated or changed in just a blink of an eye.

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?”

Why can’t I say a simple yes to her? Isn’t this what I have always wanted? Divorce Kaida and marry Audrey—my first love. Right? So, why is this difficult to answer? I closed my eyes and slumped my back against the wall. Audrey had been my first love. I met her in the first year I went abroad. Sweet, obedient, beautiful, and had everything I wanted, including a family background that matched mine. But—everything ended when I came back home alone and mistakenly had sex with Kaida, which resulted in pregnancy.

After the college entrance exam results are released, my childhood best friend, Lucille Kirk, and I celebrate with our families at a five-star hotel. Over dinner, our parents talk about how nice it would be if we applied to the same university. That way, we can continue looking out for each other, just as we have while growing up. I glance across the table at Lucille and ask politely, "Lucille, which university are you planning to apply to?" The moment the words leave my mouth, a flood of comments suddenly flashes before my eyes. "Oh, here we go again. I bet this pathetic second male lead is planning to follow the female lead to the same university." "I feel so bad for the female le

"The day you chose to pick that city girl over me we ended Damon!!" "But you love me " he said and stood up , Dwayne slowly moved aside as he watched with the most confused expression ever . Damon slowly raised his hands to my hair. "But you love me " he repeated and I slapped his hands away from my hair immediately. "Loved!, There's a difference " "I'm sure you know what they say , first love never really do go away" he said . "I'm married to Dwayne now and he's the one I love!" I said.

Silence fell between me and the woman who once owned every piece of me. My first love. The first person I ever let in too deeply. The first person who made me stop believing in love. At first, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me. But the moment our eyes met, every wall I had spent years building collapsed without a fight. Lorian smiled. The same smile. Not dramatic, not forced. Just a faint smile that used to break my self-control every time. And that day… it worked again.