After My First Love Novels & Stories

The anger, hate, all the bad things I felt for him were being replaced by a new feeling but it was too soon to put a name to it. “I will consider it. You were my first love, and there’s no way to forget one’s first time.” I confessed. He finally closed the small gap between, his hand brushed my cheek and I leaned into his touch. Sparks and tingles surged my body, renewing my heart with hope.

Her eyes widen and I fucking pull myself together and thrust into her again. "You do?" She whispers. "I do with my heart I thought was fucking dead to love. With every fucking fiber of my being." She gasps as I angle my thrusts higher but her eyes still show incomprehension, like she can't believe the words I just uttered. She lifts up on her elbows and clasps my neck, drawing me closer. "I fell in love with you before you did, and I'd probably always love you because you're my first love."

The entire church was silent as they waited for my first words. I cleared my throat, “To the man standing in front of me right now, I hate you,” I started off, which made the crowd chuckle. “You might all be thinking that I’m joking, but I’m actually serious. You were my first love, my first kiss, my first everything, and even my first heartbreak. I thought that I was done with you. I hated you and vowed that I’d never fall in love with a man like you anymore. But I swallowed those words pretty quickly because even when I hated you, my love for you was still greater. You took all of my firsts, and now I wish that you’d also be my last. We will have good times together. And we’ll also inevita

"Yeah. Atasha Valverde. She was... my first love." The phrase hit me unexpectedly. My heart gave a small, irrational sting. First love. There was a weight in those words, a kind of tenderness you could never quite replace. I took a quiet breath, willing myself to stay composed, but jealousy brushed faintly across my chest like smoke.

he don't want to ruin her happiness so decided to sing after five years this is the first time he again holded mic to sing he started singing first love song by Kari jobe I'm returning to the secret place Just an altar and a flame Love is found here In our sacred space I hear Your Voice I see your face You're still my first love You're still my only one There's a table just for you and me Break the bread and pour the wine Perfect union Nothing in between I am Yours and You are mine I feel my heart beating out of my chest I wanna stay forever like this May the flame of my heart always be lit I wanna burn forever like this Your love is wild Your love is wild for me Reignite the fire

“I promise to love you, to honor you, and to cherish you, every day of our lives. I promise to stand by your side, through joy and sorrow, through triumphs and challenges. I vow to be your partner in all things, to share in your dreams, and to support you in your goals. I give you my heart, my soul, and my life, knowing that together, we can face anything that comes our way.” She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath as she looked into Ethan’s eyes, seeing the love and devotion reflected there. “You are my first love, my true love, and my forever love. I am so grateful to have found my way back to you, and I know that together, we will build a life full of love, laughter, and joy. I love

I stared at her in silence. “You already know how the two of you met,” she continued patiently. “Use those memories. Remind her of the version of you she first fell in love with. Make her doubt everything she believes now. You're her first love, Corvin.” A slow, calculating smile spread across her lips. “And first love rarely dies completely.” The room became quiet again. Her words echoed inside my mind. First love... Could she really still have feelings buried somewhere beneath all that hatred? “Are you sure it'll work?” I asked cautiously.

Unlike before, Rave arrived early at the place where he and Rhea last met. While waiting, he sat on the same bench they used to share. As he looked around, memories he had long tried to bury slowly came rushing back. All the laughter, the small fights, and the moments he once thought would last forever. After all, she was my first love... and also my first heartbreak. It’s true what they say—first love never dies. After a few moments, Rhea arrived. She was wearing a simple sunflower dress that brought out her natural beauty. From a distance, he immediately noticed her approaching, her expression uncertain yet determined.

“How did we even last for ten years if you could not get the name of my first love right?” “Sean De Marco.” She pouted. “What?” “That’s the name of your real first love.”

"That’s one of the things I want to apologize for. Because I know in my heart that I still loved you when we were together. But I’m not sure. Maybe it would be rude to tell her that. I just pray she’s happy now." I didn’t say anything else and just hugged him. There was so much more I wanted to know, but I held back. I had already promised myself that I would trust him from now on. And if I kept asking questions, it would be like admitting I couldn’t do that. We fell asleep that night at peace. I didn’t want to leave it unresolved until the next day because, otherwise, neither of us would’ve slept well. We both have work tomorrow, after all. But I guess I enjoyed our first date since we got