Cinta Pertama Novels & Stories

I'd followed her without hesitation for years, even when it left me bruised and broken. And now, someone was telling me that I could be that sun for them. My heart pounded, my breathing quickened. When we reached her building, she looked at me with hopeful eyes. I averted my gaze, unable to meet them, and muttered, "See you tomorrow." I started to turn away—but she grabbed my collar, rose on her tiptoes, and pressed a kiss to my cheek. "See you tomorrow." I knew right then—I was falling. Neither of us brought up that night again.

The command shimmered. For years, it would have worked. The first love. The Savior. The woman he had carried up the stairs while I bled on white marble. The beam waited. I waited too, hating that my heart still knew how to brace. Kael's answer came rough and quiet. "No." One syllable. No Alpha force. No beautiful speech. No apology dressed as redemption. Just no. Serena's face went blank. The shard in her chest flickered violently. The archive Leo inside it gave a tiny, broken laugh.

He looked down at me with those intense green eyes, dark and stormy with raw lust, but there was also a surprising patience and tenderness in his gaze that made my heart stutter. “You did so well, Harper,” he murmured softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from my flushed, sweaty face with surprising gentleness. “But we’re not even close to being done yet. I want to take your virginity properly. I want to make your first time unforgettable. Slow at first… I want you to feel every single thick inch of me stretching you open.”

She shouted. "No, you are not Fat." I never for once thought she was Fat. She was the type of woman I wanted. Slim and thick in the right places. I wanted her so bad that it's hurt that I couldn't touch her. "You know, "she sniffled and stood up from the ground. " you are the first guy I've ever fell I'm in love with. All my life, I never had a boyfriend because I thought I'll find the right one." She chuckled. "And this is the first time I'll confess to a guy that I love him."

came his reply. "Ofcourse I know your priority is your first love" she said in mocking tone. "First love??" he asked cocking a brow. "Yeah your laptop, files, and work are your first love" she complained like a little kid who's candy was taken away from her. He was amused by her complaint. "You don't need to be jealous of them, Angel. They didn't steal my heart at first sight unlike you so they are not my first love. You are my first love, my destiny, my life" honestly he spoke his heart out.

The entire church was silent as they waited for my first words. I cleared my throat, “To the man standing in front of me right now, I hate you,” I started off, which made the crowd chuckle. “You might all be thinking that I’m joking, but I’m actually serious. You were my first love, my first kiss, my first everything, and even my first heartbreak. I thought that I was done with you. I hated you and vowed that I’d never fall in love with a man like you anymore. But I swallowed those words pretty quickly because even when I hated you, my love for you was still greater. You took all of my firsts, and now I wish that you’d also be my last. We will have good times together. And we’ll also inevita

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, his voice rough and low. "I’ll be gentle." That night, as he claimed me over and over again, Steve whispered between kisses that from the moment he first saw me, he too had loved me for five long years.