My First Loves Novels & Stories

“I know you wouldn’t understand any of this but I love her, she makes me happy and she makes me alive.” “And what does that make mom? Where you not happy in the times you were together? After 17 of marriage you’re just going to give up just for a mere fling?” “Myles, she’s not a fling… I hate to say this to you now but we’ve been together now for five years. She was my first love before I met your mother. She left me and I thought she moved on so I did, I married your mom and we had you but I didn’t exactly expect that she’ll come back and told me that she still love me. It just felt right… to be with her.”

Logan looked forward to their next date. Logan went to school the next day, with a radiating smile on her face. She was beginning to experience the feeling of first love. Logan found the first person she ever wants to be with. The first one she ever had feeling for. She looked forward to seeing him and wanted to spend time with him. As they danced the night away, she felt a connection, special bond, with him. Charlie is her soul mate. She knew there would always be a place for Charlie in her heart. It was love on the first date.

I know her work is just as important, but I can't help but miss her every day. As I take a hot shower, I close my eyes and envision the love of my life. Kass is perfect in every way, with her soft, creamy skin, light brown hair, and beautiful blue eyes. They haven't changed at all since we were children, and even if she doesn't fully remember me, I remember everything about her. I shake my head, scolding myself for getting too excited. It's not worth it when Kass isn't here anyway. I step out of the shower and quickly dry off. It's going to be a long day, and I can't afford to be late.

“How did we even last for ten years if you could not get the name of my first love right?” “Sean De Marco.” She pouted. “What?” “That’s the name of your real first love.”

Now he could not help and let the tears fall down his cheeks. His heart clenched, reminiscing her words and he cried his heart out. He truly loved someone for the first time and he got pain in return. He was feeling betrayed. "Why did you do this to me?" He whispered in his crack voice. What was his fault? __________________________________________________________

"You Were the First Boy Who Made me Feel Loved and Visible. You Are my First Love... And I Want More than Anything for You to be My Last." ********************************** He came into my life like a breath of fresh air! Like a flower that blossom in the spring time; like a light that shines in the darkness.

Matt even stared at him while a hand holding a beer was resting on the back of the sofa, and a foot was resting on the couch. “I will tell you the difference between first love and true love so you know who Gaby is. First Love, she’s your everything. It seems to be the worst when you fight, but in general, the only thing you fight is jealousy, childishness, and embarrassment. In first love, it’s okay even if you don’t meet every day. You can easily fall in love with her and always think she has someone else, so she has no time for you. It’s also possible she just asked you, and then you’re super defensive; you’re being chatty. She is not your priority most of the time, and the breakup is lik

But when Marwi reached them and took away Mashal for her afternoon nap, Justin got busy whispering something in Ashley’s ear. It must be something romantic and dirty because her face had turned beet red. Dear Marwi. You want to know how it all started? I wish I could tell you how much I love my husband and my kids. I wish I could tell you it’s never easy to forget about your first love. The way he looks at her and worships her. Sometimes it all becomes too much for me. But I keep smiling. Because on the other side, it’s my lovely sister and my childhood friend, my first crush. My first love.

**Ghosts of Old Love** Lillian sat at the kitchen table, scrolling absentmindedly through her phone. The soft hum of conversation filled the house—Claire was cooking dinner, Ethan was fixing something in the living room, and Samuel was chatting excitedly about a new project at school. But Lillian wasn’t really listening. Her mind was elsewhere, stuck on the photo that had just appeared on her screen. There, smiling brightly in the picture, was Luke—her first love. And next to him, in a white dress, was the woman he was about to marry.

"You had a first love?" Eloy's face flushed when Andres asked such a question. He nodded in embarrassment. "One's first love is always very special because, at that moment, we first feel our hearts like flowers blooming in a garden. Isn't that right, Eloy?" "Right, sir," Eloy replied in agreement. He even still remembers the name of his first love who is nowhere to be found. Moreover, it took Eloy a long time to forget her even though he changed partners several times.