Falling In Love At First Sight Novels & Stories

“Since when is Mr. Spencer the romantic type?” “And what makes you so sure I’m not?” Sarah narrowed her gaze. “All this… just because of one glance at Vivian’s birthday party?” Leon nodded without hesitation. “That one glance was enough.” He looked at her, gaze unwavering. “You ever heard that it only takes 0.3 seconds to fall in love?” Sarah scoffed softly. “According to psychology, what most people call ‘love at first sight’ is just lust. A hormonal surge triggering adrenaline. Your heart races, but it’s not love—it’s just your body reacting to something it wants. Half the time, you haven’t even seen the person clearly.”

My heart picked up the pace as he forced himself up with his hands by his side. “ I have always loved you from the first time I saw you, Nortia.” He whispered to me, a smile lining the side of his lips before he held me by the waist. “ The first time you saw me?” I hadn't been expecting that and it had come as a shock to me. “How…is that possible?” “ Ever heard of love at first sight? I guess my destiny aligned with yours from that day, you were mine from that moment and I knew I will never let you go. Never”

She hadn’t noticed the car parked out of place across the way that was visible through the bars of the iron fence, and she most definitely didn't see my smirk when I looked that way before turning her to face me. In all honesty, I forgot our audience as soon as our lips touched. In my mind’s eye, I could still see her dancing, the look of joy and peace on her face, plain for all to see. I put my hands beneath the cape and drew her in close going deeper as we both got caught up in the feverish passion of the kiss. It’s the first we’d shared in a while, and I realized only then how much I’d missed being this close to her.

"If you couldn't even tell who was who, how could you have 'fallen in love at first sight' with me? You couldn't see my face. How did you like me?" "It really was you! I really did fall for you at first sight!" Wendy, thinking he still didn't believe her, anxiously continued to explain. "It's not like I saw no face. I just didn't see it clearly with your helmet on, but even like that, I thought you were so handsome." Wendy said. "I just never expected to go to the field and see someone even more handsome than a movie star. And your physique is great too. Some of the others were too bulky, some too thin, but you were just perfect—Mmph!"

My parents had sold me off like a commodity, forcing me into this marriage for their own selfish reasons, and now… there was no marriage at all. The pressure in my chest grew unbearable. I needed an escape. Just then, I felt a light tap at my left shoulder and I immediately turned to face the cab driver that had just dropped me off a few seconds ago. You forgot…” he started, as he raised his sceptical brows at me, with his magical eyes roaming on me. Without hesitation, my lips crashed against his before he could react. I felt the crowd’s attention shift to us as gasps of surprises erupted around us.

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.

He remembered the first time he’d laid eyes on her, how he had stared at her that day, trying to figure out what he found so fascinating about her. She was tall, about five eleven, but she lacked the grace inherent in a lot of tall women. In fact, on that first day, she had seemed to fall over her feet just about every five minutes. She wasn’t even pretty. Her features taken separately were attractive enough, a long straight nose, lush mouth, high arching eyebrows, and the most beautiful, thickly lashed, brown eyes that he had ever seen. Yet when put together in her narrow, oval face, those features just didn’t seem to match. Still he had been compelled to stare for hours, drowning every tim

He just grimaced again and turned his head. "Even if you cover your ears, I'll still tell you those words over and over again, just like I love you. I think you've completely captured this cunning heart of mine, Hera. The truth is that's it, I don't really believe in love at first sight. I used to think that you could only read about it in books and that doesn't really happen in real life. But the moment I saw you, it was as if the people around us suddenly stopped . Time and the world we live in run only with us. I can't even detail to you everything I felt, but those moments suddenly came to my mind. No way, this is what they say, love at first sight?" after saying that he looked at the gi

At that moment it started to snow, Rose’s favorite season. It was the first snow. Her favorite day of the year. Rosalie had always loved the snow, but her love for the season grew because the snow had led her to meet Hakeem. They would’ve been in their little cottage, celebrating their first baby together. The snow would’ve been the icing on the cake as they enjoyed each other's company. When Hakeem finally looked at her with trembling lips, unable to speak, her heart broke all over again. But, she knew she’d take the bullet all over again.

Was he crazy or something? “Have you not heard of love at first sight? Haven't you heard of soulmates? You think these things aren't real? Some people know their soulmates from the very moment they set eyes on them, or touch them” Roman leaned toward her, almost yielding to the temptation to touch her.