Age Regression Novels & Stories

For as long as I could remember, my face hadn't matched my age. At five years old, I looked ten. At ten years old, I looked 20. And now, in my early 20s, I carried the face of a 50-year-old woman. I'd suspected some kind of underlying illness, but after countless hospital visits and endless tests, the results always came back the same—I was perfectly healthy. Because of this face, I'd grown up facing nothing but ostracization and judgment. As I got older, my fuse got shorter. The mere mention of the word "old" was enough to make me snap.

she offers me, I was about to nod my head yes, and stay here, hiding away from the alphas who think they could be my daddies, I was tempted to ask Josie about it, she's into some weird things and she reads tone of different stories, maybe she has an idea. "Hey, Josie, have you ever heard of age regressors and daddies?" I ask her, trying to avoid her eyes, I don't want to scare her away or make her think I'm weird. "Yeah, it's really cute, it's also called caregiver little, cgl," she says, she knows about it, I just nod waiting for more explanation about this. "Yeah?" I ask her waiting for more explanation. "So a little is the cutest thing ever, they go into their little space, and they act l

But I didn't expect to be swallowed up too much by anger. "You have to be monster Agatha!Kill him!" Papa Regan yelled at me. I considered him as my second father ever since he proved to me that he was my only ally. I took a deep breath and gripped the dagger even tighter. This was my last test before starting my mission to enter the Agercia and find the person who killed my parents. Agercia was the organization that mercilessly took my parent's life. One of the three Archons is the killer I need to find. After three years of preparation, this was the final test and when I won, I was ready to enter the world of the enemy.

" We have, strong electrolytes and weak electrolytes, " Mr Garret voice faded away. Ace's thoughts invaded his mind in the middle of the class, he looked out of the windows, he's always looking out of the window. Mr Garret got tired of scolding him to pay attention to the lessons, he would always ask him suddenly but Ace already knows what they are talking about, he's smarter than most of the students in his class. Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year.

This time I would finish him. "Shaurya Agnihotri starts counting your days in reverse manner. I am coming." The room heard my growling and frustration with my utmost hateful statement.

"The accumulation makes it more, not less. The having-been-fully-itself for a hundred years is the condition of its being more fully itself now than it was ten years ago." Ernest thought about this. The accumulation makes it more, not less. This was the opposite of the common understanding of age. The common understanding was that age diminished — that things became less as they became older, that the peak was somewhere in the middle, that the later years were a decline. But the oak was not declining. The oak was becoming more itself. The oak's age was not a diminishment. The oak's age was an accumulation. The accumulation was the increase. "The arrangement," he said.

A golden line of text appeared in front of my eyes. [My dear child, your awakening has upgraded my core energy. I now have the ability to communicate directly as the World's Will. Tell those vile invaders that if they don't pay significant reparations, I will spend every last bit of my energy broadcasting everything the Temporal Command has done to every small world within reach. They'll never be able to extract energy from any of us again.] In the end, the World's Will and I won. The small world I lived in would never be touched by the Temporal Command again. We also obtained an energy core from them. With it, our small world would slowly grow into something much larger, a true world, rich

I shrugged, shuffling on my spot and sliding my palms underneath my thighs. "Good. We're good to go then. Age regression is more common than you think, we can find the root and minimize it to the point where it doesn't hamper with his daily life," she smiled, opening the door to lead me back out. "It's not a bad thing." "What?", I frowned, interlacing my fingers behind my back. "Nathan's condition is not bad when it's voluntary," she explained. "I'll let you in on the details in the later sessions when I'm more aware of everything. You don't have anything to worry about now."

“I didn’t mean to ruin your night.” “You didn’t,” I said firmly. “He did.” “His mother doesn’t like the fact that we are the same age,” she sighed. “They prefer someone younger. I think I now understand him.” “Really? What’s wrong with dating your age mate?” I asked in confusion. Even though Kelvin’s ex-girlfriend was only a year younger than him (18), he loved her. Some ladies preferred five to six years age gaps and it’s okay, that was exactly my taste!!!

"Since Ashton and I realized we have a common interest, Luke. Her safety. Her peace of mind. Things you seem to have forgotten are part of the 'Legacy' too." ​Luke’s gaze snapped to me, his eyes searching for a crack, a flinch—anything to prove I was still in there. "Is that why you’re ignoring me, Hannah? Because you’ve found a new set of protectors?" ​I didn't answer. I didn't even stop my fork. I leaned toward Sarah, pointing at her tablet. "If we move the editorial spread to the weekend edition, we’ll get better engagement from the younger demographic." ​"Hannah!" Luke roared.