Novel First Love Novels & Stories

Just crazy to try to try. "It's been a long time. I forgot..." I said. "Oh, spill it, Elizabeth. No need to lie. I know first love isn't something you'd easily forget. Even in the books, it says you won't forget about it." "It's only in books. First love ... doesn't stay for long. It fades easily. It's easy to fade, it's easy to stop. That's why it's only called first love, because it doesn't last." "Why did you break up with your first love?"

Little by little, I got to see different sides of the broken man, until finally one day he smiled for me, and I was hooked. Of course, I didn’t act on my feelings since, by this point, I knew about his first love, Gabby, and the history they shared together. I knew that she was his first love, his light, his reason to breathe, and when he met his father for the first time, he was away at college trying to make a life for them. But she suddenly disappeared, changed her number, moved, and vanished completely. It was because of this knowledge that I didn’t want to push him into something new, as I feared it would scare him away, and I was willing to have him however I could. Well, at that time

She was holding a knife, her eyes wild and crazed as she looked at me. Sutton’s eyes were full of sorrow. "Queenie, stop this. From the beginning to the end, I have always loved Cheyenne. I admit, at first, I was attracted to her because she resembled you, and I couldn’t help but protect her like I would a younger sister.

But the boy who held me last night, who danced with me as if gliding across water, doesn’t have a cold bone in his body. That boy’s heart shone through his eyes, and for just a little while, it shone for me. I will never forget that. Never forget how it felt the first time I felt my heart beat out of time. But it would be even more impossible to forget the first time I fell in love.

I loved her since the first moment I saw her. “I like you. Very much, Nikolai. Can we start from there?” she pouted her lips and circled her finger on my chest. “I was with Philip for more than a decade. My first love. And people say first love hurts the most. I’m still.. well, I’m still trying to heal from that even if it was five years ago. It is like I’m cursed or something. Every boy that I kissed ended up hurting me. I hope you would be different. Are you?”

Maddie relayed to Kathy the part about falling in the water and taking her wet clothes to dry them in front of the fireplace in Mason’s cabin. “And when he brought my clothes back, this was in the sack, at the bottom,” she finished. Kathy grinned. “What a great ‘meet-cute’!” “Meet-what?” “A ‘meet-cute’,” Kathy repeated. “It’s a phrase that screenwriters use to refer to the scene in a movie where the guy and gal first meet.” “Oh,” Maddie said, turning a little pink. She sipped her coffee as Kathy glanced over the business card and note.

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 years apart, no pain and humili

‘It’s going to be okay, I promise’ she said reassuringly, but I knew it wouldn’t be. I tried to pull myself together, telling myself it was a loveless marriage after all. It was a loveless marriage, but I felt so betrayed and stupid. I felt so angry seeing that girl on top of him, I liked the way his lips felt against mine. I longed to be in his arms all day long, I thought of him every time. I replay the first time he kissed me in my head to remember how good his lips felt against mine. My heart skips a beat whenever I see him. I don’t think this is a loveless marriage anymore. I think I am falling in love with Aaron Carson.

The air was cool and crisp carrying the scent of wet earth and renewal. As the rain drummed on, everything looks perfect,as my beautiful wife(Ophelia)was lying beside me. She lay beside me her breathing was slow, peaceful and her chest raising up and falling beneath the thick sheet that clung delicately to her curves. The way her body curled towards me as I stretched out my hand to cuddle her. She stirred slightly in her sleep and her back pressing gently on my chest,that tiny movement natural and unconscious sparked something in me.I moved my hands draping it around her waist and slowly deliberately,my hands began to move,tracing the curves of her hip beneath the sheet.

“It’s… just okay.” How was I supposed to explain that I had completely ruined things? “Sir, she’s back, she’s back!” Lewis rushed in excitedly. Even Mrs. Thompson dropped her cleaning cloth and ran out. So this was the charm of the first love! The front door slowly opened. A middle-aged, elegant woman appeared before us. She was indeed beautiful enough to be someone’s first love. However, her age didn’t quite match. “Mom, welcome home.” David stood up to greet her.