His First Love Stole My Wedding Novels & Stories

“I have loved you since the first day I saw you. You were a skinny little girl with pigtails and braces and so shy you didn’t want to look at me. But I couldn’t stop looking at you. It’s been the same every day since then. The first time I kissed you, I knew you were mine. The first time we made love, I promised myself I would never let you go.” Slowly, he slid the ring on her finger, admiring how the stone sparkled in the light from the window. “The past was not on our side,” he continued quietly, “but I have never stopped loving you. There was a moment in my life when I thought I could move on without you, and the only good thing that happened to me during that time was that little baby ov

Now that I've already registered my marriage with you, you're the only husband I need. "If you apologize to Benedict and me, I'll let bygones be bygones. We'll resume the wedding after that." I responded by tossing my suit jacket to the floor. "I'm serious. Coincidentally, Benedict is wearing a white suit today. I'll pass the position of the groom to him so that I can fulfill your vow. I'll let you be with each other for eternity. Isn't that a good thing?" Benedict was Jessica's first love. However, he didn't hesitate to dump her and leave the country when her family's company went bankrupt.

“What?” “Gwen,” he said, voice scraping. “I never loved the witch. Not once. She took. I endured.” He forced a breath, eyes burning as they held mine. “The first soul I ever loved true…” His voice broke. “…was ye.” He pressed his brow to mine, stone cracking faintly. “From the first breath I stole of ye. From the first scent. The first look.” A weak, crooked exhale. “I was lost. Glad of it. And I’d choose it again.”

“We were from the same college, right? I heard you had a first love you could never forget.” “Summer! You had a boyfriend? Why didn’t you tell me?” my mother cried. Chloe leaned in and whispered as though we were best friends. “Come on, don’t be so shy! It’s been forever. Can’t you tell us?” “There’s nothing to say.” I lowered my head and took a bite of the cake, my voice barely audible… because I could not bear to say it. My first love, the boy I had poured all my heart into… Was none other than the man she was desperate to marry.

Somewhere in those five years together, he had fallen for me. He had just been lying to himself. He had been calling that feeling satisfaction with a good stand-in. He had been telling himself Mia was the first love he had to hold on to. By the time he saw what he actually felt, I was already thousands of miles out of reach. He dragged his broken body back to the Deluca estate one more time. This time he didn't even get as far as the guards turning him away. My uncle's men came straight at him. The rain that day was heavy. Cold down to the bone.

If only I had been able to quiet the restless part of my heart, we might have lived a peaceful, picture-perfect life. Still, someone else had always lingered in my heart–my first love, Jeff. I was head over heels for him, and we nearly made it down the aisle. I just never thought he would bail on me on our wedding day. He had wanted to chase his dreams abroad. I wanted to go with him, but my parents were sick, and I could not just abandon them. When he had to choose between me and his big plans, he hesitated but eventually picked me. I was over the moon, thinking we would finally make it. However, on our wedding day, he backed out. He chose his future over me, leaving me behind.

Seconds before the crash, my best friend, Nora Sinclair, threw herself over me to protect me. When she woke up, she'd lost her memory and mistook my fiancé, Julian Pierce, for her boyfriend. There were five of us in our friend group, and for the sake of her recovery, we decided it would be best to play along with the mistake. The first month, the trip Julian and I had planned before our wedding became hers instead. Nora held his hand and kissed him while everyone cheered them on, leaving me trailing behind with all four of their bags. The second month, Nora moved into the home Julian and I had bought for after the wedding. My name was taken off the deed and replaced with hers. My sister, Yve

At my wedding, Mom takes dose after dose of her heart medication, determined to stay alive long enough to see me marry Imogen Steele. But Imogen never shows up. In the middle of the ceremony, Mom suddenly suffers a fatal heart attack. The paramedics try to save her, but she dies at the scene. Dad is so devastated that he ends up in the ICU. He passes away soon after, consumed by grief. In the span of a single day, I lose the two people who have loved me more than anyone else in the world. The day after the wedding, Imogen's first love, Callum Grant, posts a photo of the two of them watching a movie together. The caption reads, "Even if someone else comes along and takes my place, y

Last night, my medical report came back, confirming I was five weeks pregnant. I texted my husband immediately to share the life-changing news, but Laurent Maddox never replied, let alone came home. The next day, I saw photos of him on someone else's social media feed. He was sitting front and center beside another woman, wearing a rare, gentle smile. I recognized the woman as Serena Gallagher. She was Laurent's first love and a permanent fixture in his heart. The irony was endless. I had chased Laurent for four agonizing years, only succeeding in marrying him when Serena left to pursue her ballet dreams in Paris.

He opened the door of the car for me, but I took a few steps back immediately and looked at him. "Are you out of your mind, so I'm you think this dam seat is more important than you," he growled, forcing me to sit inside. He came after me. I looked down. I don't know how to start a conversation, how to react. He also loves me; he finally loves me back. My first love Please, I hope this is not a dream. "Give me your hand," he asked, and I placed my hand on his palm. "What are you doing?" I called out when he pulled away from the wedding ring from my finger and threw it away.