My First Loves Novels & Stories

“He said he doesn’t do one-night stands. If we get together, he wants more than just a night. He wants a relationship with me, Kathy.” Kathy’s brows vaulted skyward. “And you said?” “I’m almost embarrassed to say it out loud, but honestly, my first thought was ‘so soon? What will people think?’ I know how that sounds, but it was the first thing that popped into my head.” “Honey,” Kathy chided gently, “you’ve got to stop living for others. It doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. You need to do what makes you happy for once.” “I know,” Maddie sighed again. “And I’ve had a thing for him since fourth grade. Like, a serious thing. An ‘I wrote Maddie Gentries over and over again in spiral noteb

she asked softly. “Now,” I said, meeting her gaze, “I want to give it a chance. The truth is…” I hesitated, fingers brushing hers. “I’ve never really loved anyone before. You’re my first love. And probably the last.” Her smile faded a little. “Probably?” I smirked. “You really can’t be pleased, can you?” That set her off. “I waited all those years, Renz! Do you know how hard that was? I couldn’t move on because of you—and you’re telling me you weren’t ready?”

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.

came his reply. "Ofcourse I know your priority is your first love" she said in mocking tone. "First love??" he asked cocking a brow. "Yeah your laptop, files, and work are your first love" she complained like a little kid who's candy was taken away from her. He was amused by her complaint. "You don't need to be jealous of them, Angel. They didn't steal my heart at first sight unlike you so they are not my first love. You are my first love, my destiny, my life" honestly he spoke his heart out.

It's a shame, right? "Greetings. I'm Bryan. I hope your days at school here are fun" he said so friendly and sincere. Bryan makes me flutter, never in my life have had this feeling. Really Bryan is at risk for the health of my heart. And for the first time I felt what love is, yes Bryan my first love. ____________________ "Dear Paula?" Paula gasped, she snapped out of her reverie. In her heart Paula cursed herself, why should she remember the past when she was with Bryan. Which obviously made Paula look embarrassed.

He didn't finish his food again. ~°~°~°~°~ I'm on the terrace, staring blankly into the sky while thinking of Missy. To tell you the truth, Missy was my first love. I liked her the first time I saw her and the longer it went on the more I liked her. She's simple but gorgeous, fearless, and she's always being herself. She doesn't care what others would say to her. Who wouldn't fall for her?

she asked in disbelief, and he nodded somberly. “Yes . . . I wasn’t sure you’d want the rings back, but I took a chance that you’d recognize it as a symbol of my enduring love for you. I may not have known it but I loved you the first time I proposed and never stopped loving you. Not once. If you want something else, I could . . .” Don’t you dare,” she choked out the words. “Don’t even think about it.” “So you’ll marry me?” he asked hesitantly.

Chapter 59 - Is my mommy going to be okay? Perhaps— We never really get over our first love. We tend to pretend that we don't care about the anymore and that their actions don't affect us but the truth is they do. Our first loves were and always will be the first people who introduced these weird feelings within us. There were mostly likely our first heartbreak and that gives a distinct feeling of bitterness. First loves might also have been responsible for taking away most of our other firsts as well. They mean more to us than we would like to think. Getting over them was probably the hardest thing anyone has ever had to do. Some say you never get over them, you just find a coping mechanism

Just as I had imagined, Laurent's lips were perfect for kissing. That was my first kiss—a clumsy, desperate ambush in a pitch-black room. Somehow, I managed to pin him down, overriding all his attempts to resist. I had no idea where I found that kind of strength, especially since Laurent was always the stronger one after we got married. I breached his defenses, fumbling and inexperienced, pressing closer until I had to cling to his shoulders just to stay upright. By the time I finally pushed him away, I was exhausted and burning up.

“I spent weeks asking myself when everything went wrong.” A bitter smile appeared on his face. “The truth is that it went wrong because of me.” My father remained expressionless while my brothers looked ready to throw him out at any moment. Silas took a slow breath. “I thought I loved Evelyn.” Silas laughed bitterly. “No. That’s not true. I loved the memory of Evelyn. I loved who she used to be.” His gaze remained fixed on me. “But somewhere along the way, I fell in love with you and I was too blind to realize it.”