A Certain Age A Novel Novels & Stories

His mouth found the hollow of her throat as his fingers worked the laces of her corset… "Absolutely not." I snapped the book shut. "Dad, come on. It's not even that bad." "Not that bad?" I held the book up. "This is soft-core disguised as mystery." "It's a subplot. The main plot is the murder investigation." "I don't care if it's a footnote." I set the book on the coffee table, out of her reach. "You're fifteen. Too young for this garbage." She crossed her arms, leaning back against the cushions. "I'm almost sixteen. Not six."

I can't wait! I smiled excitedly at the thought and brought the book that I've been holding close to my chest. Just like in every story, 18 is the age where life starts to become more interesting. Just imagining scenarios of what could possibly happen just like in books, I couldn’t help but smile broadly. Suddenly, the winds began to blow stronger than ever that the ship began to rock violently.

' Just because she's a library Prefect doesn't give her the right to bully me ' Back to Present The book was titled ' Hero ' , for a normal person it sounded Cliche and Boring but not to me. Opening the first page, I was not suprised to see the Dedication, I read it silently and I was amazed to find out that the book was written by a Young Woman of 18. ' So there are Young Writers? ' I asked myself feeling suprised. Almost all the books we read in literature class were written by old Men and Women with some of the Deceased.

Because that book is a best-seller and bookstores are running out of copies. "You really are a killjoy, Gigi. Just let me read my novel happily, okay?" Girlie answered me with raised eyebrows. I'm only a year older than her so I just let her not call me by my name. "It's because you don't know how to love. You're eighteen, but I don't think you've ever experienced having a crush on the opposite sex. You're really out of this world. Are you really human or maybe you're an alien who just landed in our world?" she teases me.

Arielle let out a nervous laugh. "Oh, so we're inside your novel?" Ivana bit her lips as she tried to stifle her laugh. "Hmm," Arielle nodded. "Okay, stop it, I can't anymore, this is too much," She laughed clutching her stomach. "Aww, you don't need to come up with such jokes to cheer me up," She patted her back, "But thanks anyway, I don't remember when was the last time I laughed like this, I feel better, thank you, my dear Elle," She hugged her, "Forget it then, let's talk when you're sober enough, let's tuck you into bed," Arielle sighed as she patted Ivana's back, Ivana lied on the bed as Arielle covered her with the blanket, Arielle heard Ivana laugh again, "Inside a novel? Lol!" She

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "THE HOT NEW DRIVER" "Vanessa's POV" My name is Vanessa, and if there was one thing I hated, it was being treated like a child. I was twenty-three years old, with my own money, my own car (most of the time), and a body that turned heads everywhere I went.

Introduction: To stay out of hell, he'll have to stick it in his sisters. ******* Anyone who's read my stuff knows I like it when things get a little goofy. Well this is definitely the silliest story I've written so far. If everything must be super serious, this story is definitely not for you. Everyone is over 18. ***** Mary had a problem: her 19-year-old son, Michael, would not stop masturbating.

Summary: Pete, 19-year-old virgin guy who is left home alone when his parents go away. He thinks he’s going to have a relaxing time with the house all to himself. But then, a new neighbor moves in. Sophie, mid-thirties. The new neighbor. A glamorous, hot, older woman. Pete sees her out of his window and instantly begins fantasizing about her. But then, she knocks at the door and asks him to help her with her unpacking. And when he gets round there, things quickly turn physical between the two of them.

My entire sex life lasted a year. Now that I’m twenty-one I was fed up. How could I be on the tragedy end of a story. Time to move on. In the meantime, I think I will start reading a new novel. This one looks promising. Its another Alpha king’s mate story. But I can’t start it tonight. Its one of my nights off and a few of my friends are making me leave my house to celebrate my birthday. I turned twenty-two today, in fact my friends say “

My house seemed the perfect fit for me, and I liked that it was a bit tucked away from things so I could enjoy my privacy somewhat as well, without hearing the hustle and bustle of the pack house even after hours. Washing my face quickly I grabbed my latest read, a romance novel of course because what girl doesn't desire some romance in her life? Even if it can only be found in the pages of a book. The cover displayed the typical damsel in distress in the arms of a rugged looking man, your usual romance trope if you will. Still, I could easily get lost in these sorts of novels for hours, fantasizing about a man I had yet to meet and wondering when I would. Not having a mate at my age (24) wa