روايات وقصص ضمن Story Of My First Love

“Sorry if I agreed to become his fake girlfriend.” “Don’t be. I also know that you’re his first love,” Su-min replied. “I bet you don’t know that.” First love? Me? “I… didn’t know, actually.” “When I was in the age where I started to understand languages, Su-bin oppa opened up to me about his first love, which is you. His story about you sounded like some kind of a legend from a book more than a love story.” Su-min chuckled as she remembered. Su-bin must be really serious about his feelings towards me.

Scarlett’s heart pounded, and she clenched her sweaty palms. "It was a tragic love story between a white girl and a black guy. He was actually the descendant of a slave when slavery hadn't ended, but later on, he worked in the girl's home as a servant," the girl paused, her eyes lingering on the ring, “I don’t know exactly what happened, but I do know that they eloped, got married in secret and later the girl was killed.” Scarlett was a hair’s breadth away from putting her hands over her ears like a small kid. It was one thing seeing it in visions or just in her dreams, but hearing about it was simply heart-trending.

I said sitting on his legs "It’s been three years things are extremely complicated, I just lost the first woman, I ever loved and she was the first person in my entire life that I developed feelings for, but she left without looking back, she left without saying a proper goodbye." He sighed. "Berry just transferred into our school, she was hot and perfect for a girlfriend, she is sweet but it's sweet nonsense, she was a mistake, a mistake that will never be called to mine, something I want to forget, thinking of her makes me so furious, we were in the same class, we started dating, she was sweet, we go to places together, everything she ever wanted, I gave it to her, I never scolded her nor

"Yes." "What you and my brother have is amazing." "Hmm?" "I mean... Your love story is so cliché. Your first love was the person who was destined to be yours." She paused, "Kids, like me, usually fall in love with another person, specifically the famous and handsome guy in the whole school. Their personality isn't even in our option." True that.

ROSE POV I had told Max the reason for keeping the place where I first accepted that I love him to myself but he couldn’t even tell that much. I knew Max to be one that once I told him the place, he would just go all out and ruin its memory for me, by lavishing it with every other memory that he could conceive to wish for the both of us. “The first time I fell in love with you was when you were out on a business meet on your own. We learnt a lot for two strangers that one was stood up.” I wouldn’t even hide the details of our fateful encounter before our story begun

I protested, gripping his arm. "Please, Belle, don't you remember how you avoided me before?" he spoke sweetly, gently placing his palm on my exposed shoulder. I allowed it, the warmth of his touch a contrast to the cool breeze. We sat in silence for a few minutes before he began to speak. "She was my first love, my first kiss, my first..." He started, referring to a woman as his first love. He shared memories of happiness and togetherness before she left him without explanation, leaving him broken and shattered.

But fate played a cruel trick, bringing his first love back on the same day. I looked at my reflection in the mirror—red-rimmed eyes and a pale complexion stared back at me. Well, Mallory was wrong about one thing. Though my marriage to Ashton had started as a business arrangement, over the course of these five years, I had grown to care for him. For the first two years of our marriage, we treated each other with politeness, maintaining a distance. Nothing intimate happened between us. I knew his heart still belonged to Mallory back then.

The throbbing vein on his forehead pulsed, a telltale sign of his anger, urging me to flee. I didn’t lie when I said I loved him. I truly did, with every fiber of my being. The moment my eyes met his, 3 years before, a spark ignited within me. My heart surrendered itself to him, completely and irrevocably. It was as if time stood still when he saved my life that day. A mere 30 minutes of interaction, yet it felt like a lifetime. Some may think it foolish to fall for someone so quickly, but if love at first sight exists, then why not this?

He circled my neck with his hands, lovingly urging me to lean over him to lightly brush our noses before melting into a gradual kiss that accelerated the beats of my heart with each gentle touch, clouding my mind completely with incoherent thoughts. “I became this disgusting person because you weren't around anymore,” he finally commented after we separated a bit, tickling me with his cool breath. "Remember that when we met, I told you I had never been in love?" I nodded, biting my lower lip nervously upon discovering that I had been his first love and no one else's. "Well, you really broke my heart when you left. I tried to move on and do everything I wanted, like when I didn't know you. Bu

She didn’t back down. “Mr. Hudson, I will tell you a brief story. I would be honest that my first work was influenced by my pure and innocent heart. She dreamed and prayed that her fairytale love story would be happy ever after. Sadly, that was only her wishful thinking. Like a tragic love story, sometimes we just have to look at the other side and that is what I am doing now. Designing has been my passion ever since I was a child.” She added, “And since my first love did not end up happily ever after, but tragedy, I have to move on with positivity that not all love stories are the same, but unique. What if I married myself instead? Isn’t the saying ‘love yourself first’?”