Novel First Love Novels & Stories

I deflected. For some reason, I felt uncomfortable answering her question. My mind started replaying memories of my time with Chase, especially the moment I gave myself to him. It was like a broken record that kept flashing in my mind. "You know, someone once told me that we never truly stop loving our first love. Yes, we learn to love someone else, but it doesn’t mean our feelings for our first love completely disappear. Instead, they’re just buried under a new love. And when our hearts become vacant again, those feelings resurface—especially if we reconnect with our first love," Savina explained at length.

Rather, he was conflicted that the very first woman that he has shown an interest in after his love life failed, was married. Clearly, this was a sign for him not to think of falling in love, it's going to end the same way it ended with his first love and he can't have that anymore. Yet, he was still intrigued by this lady, there was something drawing him to her that after that night, he'd been thinking of her. The moment he saw her at J & C's he wasted no time choosing her as his editor.

"No trouble at all. They even gave me a ruby jewelry set." "God, I'm jealous," she muttered. I shifted topics, something that had been nagging at me. "Do you think first loves are really that hard for men to forget?" Lillian was half-distracted, thumbing through work messages. "Oh definitely. Haven't you seen, like, every movie ever made about this? First love snaps her fingers, and men come running." Midway through her sentence, she finally registered what I was asking. Her head snapped up. "Wait, Aiden had a first love? No way. As far as I know, the man hasn't had so much as a female mosquito near him..."

The morning of my engagement party should have been a symphony of joy, the culmination of every dream I’d ever harbored. Instead, I woke to a silence that felt heavy, deafening in its intensity. A single, nagging question pulsed in my mind like a rhythmic ache: Does he have a first love? I had tried to bury my instincts for months, but the ghost of his reaction haunted me. I could never quite forget the way he had simply walked out—his silhouette retreating into the night—all because I had dared to ask a simple question: "Am I your first love?"

"...what?" "You're my first love."

Looking closely, some were wearing gloves but on the fingers were claw-like nails. "I won't be staying here. You will get me back home. I don't care if you are my boss or not. You can't just order me around. I refuse to be a pushover." I yelled, frustration growing on me. He pulled me by the waist onto himself. My front collided with his hard chest. I gasped at the sudden movement but the gasp died in my throat as he clashed his lips on mine. The kiss was rough, fast but passionate. I was stunned by the emotion that leaked from me into the kiss. Even after all these years, I still have fierce feelings for him. I am shocked by the feelings I still have for this man.

I stepped forward, knelt down, and looked him in the eyes. "Edward, would you be willing to form a bond with me? I want to be your mate." At my words, Edward's face lit up with overwhelming emotion. "I—I do! I'm willing!" He answered without a second's pause. Hearing his answer, I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him.

In fact, I felt warm in Alliando's arms. "Please, hold on!" He continued to say those lines in a hoarse voice, as if it was the only hope he had in the world. With my remaining strength, I raised my hand and touched his cheek. "Hey, All. You've asked about our relationship, right? I don't know if you remember it or not. But, we are not just ordinary friends. Our relationship is very unique because I am your first love, and you are also my first love.” I was really surprised that I could utter such a long sentence in such a bad condition.

He said. “I-It’s a good thing I didn’t go to work. I can’t seem to face him now, sis.” She said. “Hold my hands.” He said willingly holding his friend’s hands. “I’m shaking and feeling nervous. My chest trembled with what you told me. It’s like I don’t really know what to do when we meet, sis.” He said. “I know sister. He was your first love and I do believe that first love never dies. Even if you both have your own lives, I know you won’t forget him. Or both of you will never forget each other.” He said

said Bryan, emphasizing his sentence. Paula can only smile watching her best friend and boyfriend who are arguing. It's been a year since she's been in a relationship with Bryan, there's no fighting in their relationship. Paula feels that she is the luckiest in this world because she has a very understanding and very handsome lover. Paula hopes that there is no affair between them, or whatever it is that will break the relationship. Nothing can beat first love, right? So, the word first love reminds Paula of her start to a relationship with Bryan, who is notoriously bad. Thi is where their story begins...