Novel & Cerita After My First Love

My heart feels like suddenly held by her hand and she's being careful holding it that it might break if she doesn't. “Me too.” I say. But it seems like I find no more words to say except these two words. Because “me too” feels safer than to say nothing at all. She's my first love. The first girl who ever saw me. The first girl whom I ever kissed so sincerely that I was afraid of ever let go. The first girl who loved me tenderly and without anything in between. It was real. The love between us. And I hope this thing right here with me and her, will never end.

Kathryn was my first love. Not the childish kind. The real one. The one that painted the world in color for the first time. She was the girl who made me feel love not as something soft and safe, but as something fierce and hungry. The first girl I ever touched. The first girl I ever made love to. I closed my eyes and let the memories come.

Cresia notices me but still continue to kiss West. And West didn’t do something. “Savanah?” she acted innocently and like she regrets it. I look at West. I just walk upstairs. I have so much today. I smiled bitterly; he still loves Cresia. I think, I am the one who will make distance from now on. First love is hard to beat, because they already engrave their names for each other. I remove all of my things and decided to go back in the room where I stay in the first night.

Kian was only putting the jacket on her but Mina went crazy thinking that he was actually hugging her. He stepped back and moved his head, signalling her to leave. But Mina remained standing in front of him. "I bought that... For you." Mina could not believe her ears. Her tutor bought her a book? That meant a lot! Her eyes got teary when she looked at it, My First Love that Blooms in Spring. ------------ Saturday. BX Bio, one of the leading pharmaceutical companies in the world. And it's having a business conference in Liez Hotel for a week.

She gave him her cold stare. “You leave me no choice.” She replied as she walked towards the door, leaving him for real. Good bye, Ibrahim. People often say that first love is unforgettable. I met this man when I was very young, and I don't even understand what love is. I just happened to know that! I liked him, and I wished to see him again one day. God granted my wish, and I met him. He made me love him, and then he broke my heart. He is my husband. Oh, no, he was.

I kept moving in and out of her while pinching her nipples hard and right when I thought I would take her one bud into my mouth, I released my seeds into her while she shivered as she released her cum. "Damn... this was hard..." She said while catching her breath. "Indeed it was..." I chuckled. She cupped my cheeks with love pooling in her eyes and kissed my head, "Ash, I will never stop loving you. No matter how much we fight, where we go, and... whatever relationships we have or share... Nothing can change the fact that you are my first love and I love you to the moon and back. I didn't start loving you after becoming your mate, I started loving you when we were kids. Nobody can take your

"What?" "The truth is my feelings for you never really died," I continue, forcing the words out. "Yeah, I wanted Nath because he's richer. He has the big company, he's a chairman. I knew all that from the beginning. But the reality is you're the one I've always loved, Mike." Mike's face lights up like a kid on Christmas morning. "Really? You mean it?" "Of course I mean it," I lie, making myself smile wider. "You should know you're my first love. The first man in my life. How could I ever stop loving you? First loves are special. They stay with you forever."

Title: Last Year, First Love CHAPTER 1 Annie’s POV If I’m being honest, high school has never been my idea of a fairytale. I’m not the girl chasing popularity or caring what anyone whispers behind my back. I’ve mastered the art of staying in my lane, avoiding drama, and focusing on one simple goal: survive senior year, graduate, and get the heck out.

“Back in like, fourth grade? Yes, I remember. Why?” “And you got up there and sang it. You’d made up your own little song about it. Remember?” Maddie blushed. “I remember. Why are we talking about this?” “Well,” Mason said as he took her in his arms, “we’re talking about this because I’ve loved you since that very moment.” Her eyes went wide. “You have?” “I have. I just never had the courage to act on it, until now.” She tilted her head and looked up at him.

After his initial shock faded, he let out a dry laugh, as if this situation were some kind of misplaced joke. “Casandra, just listen first,” he said while straightening his wrinkled shirt. “Vivian is my first love—you know that. But you… you’re my wife who stood by me through hardships. I just want to have some fun with Vivian. Once I’m satisfied, I’ll come back to you!” I was stunned, speechless at the twisted logic coming from the man I had respected all this time. “What do you mean, Bastian?” Bastian looked at me as if asking for understanding—a manipulative gaze I had never noticed before. He glanced at Vivian briefly, then looked back at me.