First Love Again Novels & Stories

The autumn night was chilly, and Ryan sat on the balcony of his bedroom, swirling a glass of whiskey in his hand, staring blankly into the void. Seven years had passed. He thought those unhappy memories had been buried with time, but now they were more vivid than ever. He remembered the first time he met Eudora. He was immediately captivated by her beauty. As they spent more time together, he was drawn to her gentle and caring nature. They were each other's first love, their excited and naive feelings, passionate and intense, like a powerful stimulant, something you never forget. If only that sweet love could have lasted forever. No misunderstandings, no seven years apart, no pain and humili

“And I know we’ve done this before. But the first time, we got caught up in proving something, to our families, to the world. We let everything else get in the way.” Helena’s breath hitched. “This time,” he said, “I’m asking not because of legacy or promises or business… but because I want to wake up to your messy hair and sarcasm for the rest of my life.” She swallowed. He stepped closer. “So, Helena Monroe Alfredo… will you marry me again—no deals, no contracts, no expectations. Just love. Just us.” Tears gathered in her eyes, but this time, they were soft. Grateful.

Alicia could hear it in his voice now, how much he loved calling her name. “I love you, Alicia.” He wasn’t hiding his feelings anymore. He kept kissing her and telling her he loved her numerous times. Alicia replied in a shaking voice. “I love you, too.” Before, when she didn’t know that Ivan retaiTed his past life memories as well, Alicia vowed that she would not fall for him in this marriage again. She would keep her heart locked to him. However, her resolve quickly crumbled to pieces. Her heart ached again. She soon noticed that her eyes and ears kept following him once more. She tried justifying herself by saying that the Ivan now was completely different from the Ivan of her past life.

His body moved closer, and I slowly let my hands rest on his waist, my fingers feeling the silky material of his inner jacket. "Is this your first time?" My brows furrowed. "First time?" "Yes. Am I your first love?" I swallowed. I did have one crush in high school. But nothing had ever felt like right now. This need, this yearning. The way I got lost in his eyes even though I have seen them a thousand times over. "Am I your first love, Red?" He asked again, leaning closer, his fingers caressing my neck. "Yes," I said, my breath faltering.

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.

Until the end the 3 bullies can only leave and cry. He had watch from the side and he couldn't help be amaze at the couragious girl. When met her again she realize he was a transfer student and his little brother's classmate. She became a close friend of his little brother tot he point they use to hang out alot. Then he realize he fell in love with her, she was kind, brave, yet gentle. She was hardworking and studious. But she couldn't be his and he accepted that. "I love you but I know that you will never love me or look at me as you look at my little brother" He stated looking at Claire.

"You don't have to go back to him, Angela. You can even see me as him, and I swear, I will do everything, I can do everything and I can give you the love that that moron can't. Just go back to me... Please Angela... Forget about that man and just be with me..." "Cleoffe..." "You said that I'm your first love, right? You loved me since we were just kids, that means you can love me again. I will help you forget about that bastard, I will do everything for you, Angela..." He said as he knelt down in front of me, holding my face with his right hand. "Forget about him already..." Tears began rolling down my face as I look at him, "Cleoffe... Please don't do this... You know how important you are

I couldn't be more broken when I found out that I've been fooled all this while, thinking that I was being loved by him. I know that this will teach me a lesson not to trust easily in this life. Ever. Don't be confused as to how angry I am right now because it's actually not my fault. Now you guys would want to know me, wouldn't you? Well my name is Nuella, I'm seventeen years old and I'm kind of someone you'll call popular.

She must be his second love now, but— “… Is that so?” His eyes turned cold, then his next words set the fire in her heart. But, like they all say, first love never dies. “If that’s your reason, then I just have to get that out of the way, isn’t that right?” Sheryl’s eyes widened while Victoria almost laughed out loud. Having her sanity remain, she can only smile at Sheryl. Sheryl almost choked on her sobs after seeing that smile. It looks mocking. It feels like she was mocking her and saying.

she asked with a confused expression on her face. “I loved every single single time with you. I mean not at the beginning but by passing time. My only problem was I couldn’t hug or kiss you whenever I felt like it, and I had to hide so much from you. But still you just surprised me every single day. I enjoyed being your Hades, you see.” I replied and she chuckled when I told her nickname, she used for me. “So, what are you trying to say?” She asked smiling at me. “I fell in love! Again. And this time pretty hard than before.” I replied smiling back at her.