First Love Novels & Stories

I never noticed how caring, funny or beautiful she was till now. She's stood by me and has tried everything to help me feel better. Apart from that, I am getting strongly used to having her around, but I can't let go of Alex. I've tried, and I'm trying, but nothing seems to be working. I can't get that woman out of my head. She was my first love.

He sucked on it so sweetly that I thought I would melt faster than ice-cream in heat. "I want you so badly," I spoke. I did. I had been trying to lose all feelings for my first love but I couldn't. My heart wasn't having it, neither was my head. Jevan's eyes roamed my body. He cornered me against the locked door before picking me up. My legs went around his waist and the bulge in his pants indicated that I was about to have him. His lips clashed with mine. He kissed me hungrily and desperately as if he had been longing to do so for ages. His breathing increased as his hand traveled up my dress, the slit providing easy access.

She whisper quietly looking down at her lap. I frown . I put the brown box aside and sit beside her on the bed holding her hand. " hey....listen you don't need to ever feel guilty or embarrasse about money or asking me something. Do you get it." I said softly looking at her eyes. " Because my love , the money , the empire that I built , its all because of you. Because I want to spoil you so much. I don't fucking care if you don't remember me and my love , all I want is you by my side. You never have to be embarrass about not able to reciprocate my feelings, I am fine with it but don't ever force yourself."

she blurted out as Paul’s finger went in and out of her. The rain seemed to cooperate with the lovebirds as they sent heavier rain towards their place, blurring the moans and sighs that escaped from their mouths. ********************************************** One’s first love is always perfect until you meet one’s second love.

That was way too weird. I had to make Miles go back and come see me in human form. There was no way I was going to give in first, so I decided to provoke him. I poked the black snake awake and started sweet-talking. "Hey, Blackie, I think I've been feeling kind of lonely lately." The black snake looked confused. "I think I wanna fall in love again," I went on. "The soft, romantic kind. Holding hands in the rain, kissing under the stars, then getting married and having a little girl I can dress up…"

He elaborated when he saw the confusion on her face. He lifted her hands, kissing her fingers while his eyes continued to hold her gaze. Then he spoke, shocking her with his revelation. “Tori was my first love. But you are my true love - my present and my future love.” She sniffed. She did not know what to say. Cayden’s words caught her by surprise. She did not expect them. Cayden watched the emotions that flitted across her face. He then put a finger to touch her cheek and wipe an errant tear.

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

Finally True love is win. 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 THE END 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 THOUSAND YEARS Heart beats fast Colors and promises How to be brave How can I love when I'm afraid to fall But watching you stand alone All of my doubt, suddenly goes away somehow One step closer I have died everyday, waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years

she laughed at his cheesy reply a tear slip, past his eyes He sighed in relief feeling a moment where everything is consumed by her The only thing he feels is her laugh making him forget the ache in his body So lost in her she becomes balm to his pain without her knowing Maybe that's what love does "You know what my favorite thing about you is " she asked "My blue eyes"he said "No it's your scar" she replied "It's a flaw" he said coldly "You see the moon" she says knowing he must, be laying on the couch where they first made love on the roof top

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.