Cinta Pertama Novels & Stories

"Mom, I miss you so much. You're my mom, aren't you?" She peeked at Amanda meekly. Then, she stated, "Mom told me that I will be healthy again if I call you my mother because you're rich. I'm always sick, but Mom never cares for me. I'm dying." Charlotte earned my sympathy with her words. Whether she knew the truth or not hardly mattered; at the end of the day, she was an innocent victim. "I—" Before I could reply, Amanda started to cry.

*** GABRIEL *** She took my challenge to heart and blew my mind right out the top of my head. The emotion that flowed between us was real. One of the most genuine things I’ve ever felt. I could feel our bond being forged stronger even though there was a little voice in my head telling me to pull back. But as always, I put her first, not willing to hold anything back, not willing to shortchange her even though part of me felt guilty. Guilty because I knew what she wanted, even what I wanted to give her, and yet knowing that there was a whole other side of me that wouldn’t allow me to.

I'm an actress, and a very good one at that, and my career is just as important as yours! All the words and scenes swirled through her mind; the delirium of love, the disillusionment, the broken dream. It had been a love affair at first sight, at least on his part, full of passion and ardor and Jonathan had believed that when he finished his year-long internship in London, Gloria would go with him to Hong Kong, but she soon made him realize that this idea of a wife following her husband wherever he went to work was beyond old-fashioned and outdated; they were always arguing about it, between one passionate encounter and another until. the stormy romance ended.

But others make absolutely no sense to me, and I’m curious. “Ok, go ahead,” I reply, taking a sip of champagne, “I’m very interested!” “This one,” my husband says, unbuttoning his shirt, pointing to a small heart on his chest, “Is symbolic of the first time we met. When I knew that I did not know what love could be, but I knew that I loved you more than anything else in this world.” I have to admit, that’s a great beginning to my tattoo tour. He allows the shirt to fall to the floor, and points to his clavicle.

And that excited me. «It may not be my first child nor yours, he had told me, but it will be the first with the love of my life. Don't feel bad for not having first times with me, you do, and they are more important. When I make love to you, it's the first time I've felt too many things: love, desire, everything! That is not achieved with anyone. When I kiss you is the first time I feel something in my stomach. When I do things with you, Carolina, I feel like I'm enjoying them for the first time. Because you are my first and only love. The first person I came to love with all my being. Love you."

I said sitting on his legs "It’s been three years things are extremely complicated, I just lost the first woman, I ever loved and she was the first person in my entire life that I developed feelings for, but she left without looking back, she left without saying a proper goodbye." He sighed. "Berry just transferred into our school, she was hot and perfect for a girlfriend, she is sweet but it's sweet nonsense, she was a mistake, a mistake that will never be called to mine, something I want to forget, thinking of her makes me so furious, we were in the same class, we started dating, she was sweet, we go to places together, everything she ever wanted, I gave it to her, I never scolded her nor

"What about you now? Do you still feel so painful that you can't breathe when you think of somewhere?" "Well, but I know that it's impossible for me to be with Culver. After all, I am now..." Turning around to look at her, Su pinched her fair cheeks before night fell, saying, "It's said that first love is the most unforgettable. The relationship between you and Culver is your first love, and naturally, you won't forget it so easily. That's why you have to learn to put it down and then slowly accept it. In this way, whether it's for you or for Qin Huai, it's the best."

I spat, moving to remove her hand from my chest, but she gripped my clothes. “They were lying to you. Hunter, you knew how much your friends hated me. Don’t you remember how jealous they were that I chose you when they had all been trying to get into my pants? They wanted me, but I chose you, and they tried to destroy us, and you let them.” Arya whispered low in that sultry voice she’d mastered right from our teenage days as she pressed her body against mine, palm cradling my face. “You were my first love, my first everything, Hunter; you are still my only love. We shared our firsts, our first kiss, our first touch, and our first lovemaking. We were so good together, Hunter, we were perfect,

And the crushing weight of questions I still can’t answer. They say first love is less about perfection and more about discovery—the raw, unfiltered moments that shape who you become. For me, Carmen was that first love: the one who awakened feelings I didn’t know existed, and the one whose absence left a permanent scar. Even as the world pulled them apart, the memory of that first love stayed stubbornly alive, a fragile thread connecting me to a hope I wasn’t ready to give up.

I loved her since the first moment I saw her. “I like you. Very much, Nikolai. Can we start from there?” she pouted her lips and circled her finger on my chest. “I was with Philip for more than a decade. My first love. And people say first love hurts the most. I’m still.. well, I’m still trying to heal from that even if it was five years ago. It is like I’m cursed or something. Every boy that I kissed ended up hurting me. I hope you would be different. Are you?”