My First Time Stories Novels & Stories

Man, I sure do miss them. Long nights tend to remind me of our first home, where I grew up. Where I had my first shift as a werewolf, where I first hunted for blood, other than that it was the most normal feeling I ever had, I was only sixteen back then. The years after were difficult, we had to change home from time to time. City after city, state after state.

This is a new story for you guys, Enjoy... "FAMILIARITY " *Everyone has a story about their first time. Some are sweet and romantic, some are incredible, some are bizarre and some are disasters. My story may be all those things rolled into one. When I think back even I have a hard time believing what happened. I do know that I wouldn't be where I am today without the incredible woman who dropped so suddenly into my life, a woman I met the fall of my second year at college. I owe her so much.

"Every story begins with a question." The little boy asked, "And how does it end?" The woman answered softly, "That depends..." "...on whether you're brave enough to read the truth." The memory vanished. Adrian pulled his hand back. His heart raced. "I know her." The boy looked hopeful. "You remember?" "No." "I remember losing her." Silence filled the island. The White Book suddenly opened. New words appeared across its pages. The First Author did not create the first story. Everyone stared at the sentence.

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Thank you for adding my story in your reading list, hope you will enjoy reading my first story, and I hope that you will have a great time reading this story which I made with so much efforts, see you then, up until to the end of the story! . Happy reading!!! Welcome to Liana and Phoenix story!!!

"I'll be going now." That scared me. How can that girl just get colors out of nowhere? It doesn't make any sense. It's too much to be a coincidence. I picked up her wallet, looked for her to give it back to her, and it just so happened that I could see colors around her. After years of literally not meeting anyone with colors, I meet her on my first day here? I won't just accept it so easily. There has to be some kind of catch to this. I'm sorry, Lilac Innocencia, but this will be the first and last time we'll ever talk to each other.

Hence, the Supernatural Spa. These are more of their stories that have chilled and thrilled many readers throughout the years. And now, they have been updated, translated, and made more pleasurable to read here. Hope you enjoy the next two stories about two lovable grandparents... +++++++++++ Story 1: Grandpa Hi, this is my first time telling a story here, so please be patient with me. This happened at my Lola’s house around five years ago, I think. And I remember that during those times, there seemed to be a special occasion that involved my Lolo in one way or another...

I didn't have the courage to confess to you what I felt the night of my first time. — You can say! — I felt pain, and I thought the whole situation would be like in the books... Painless, wonderful, perfect! Don't get me wrong... I... — I know it wasn't perfect, this story that the first time is perfect is a tremendous lie! Mine, for example, was bad, I was nervous and ended up making a lot of confusion... It was terrible! I confess, and she breaks into a smile. Her laugh is contagious, and I end up smiling along with her. — The others will be better than the first, I guarantee it!

And that was when the craziest idea struck me. I slid off the stool and stepped closer. My breasts brushed his chest as I steadied myself against him. Heat rolled off his body. I tilted my head up. “Tell me,” I whispered, my voice thick, “what’s the craziest thing you’ve ever done?” He held my gaze. “I don’t do crazy.” A reckless smile curved my lips as I took his hand. His fingers closed around mine, firm and warm. “Then tonight can be your first time.”

Stories that are waiting for the right wolf to tell them. I smiled. "Then I will tell them." I gathered the wolves of Silvermoon in the great hall. "I have found the first story," I said. "The tale that started everything. But there are other stories. Stories that have not yet been told. Stories that are waiting for us to tell them." The wolves listened, their eyes bright with curiosity. "These stories are the future. They are the tales of wolves who have not yet been born, worlds that have not yet been created, possibilities that have not yet been realized. They are waiting for us to bring them into being."