All Might Age Novels & Stories

The dull thwap echoed in the night air. “Shit, man!” Aiden grumbled, rubbing the back of his head. He shot Liam a glare. “Look, I’m 23, not a toddler.” Felix, who had been watching with an amused grin, leaned forward. “Yeah, but Ace is 25, and we all know that means he’s soooo much more responsible,” he drawled mockingly. I didn’t even acknowledge that. Not worth it. Felix was also 25, Leo and Alex were 27, and Liam and Hudson were 28.

"In the name of holy mother of- Allison Avery Rivers!" Both of them jumped at my voice, bumping their heads in the process. I put my hands on my hips and looked at the both of them sternly. "Just what exactly were you teaching her, Allie?" I asked her slowly and narrowed my eyes at her when she turned away guiltily. "For God's sake, Allie! Eva is just seventeen! You shouldn't corrupt her mind by your vast amount of knowledge about just what the male population likes to see!" I was too annoyed at the both of them to even care that they were now blushing. Even Allie.

" That what friend does and it is the way for me to thank you for what you did for me and my mom." After reflection. " Thank you Zack, it will be with great pleasure," I said while standing up to go. " Umm... Tiara tomorrow is my birthday." He said " Really? Great! How old will you be? Sixty?" I said while patting his biceps. " ( Laughs) am I so old to you?" " A little!" I said while laughing " Alright, my friends organized something in the lost and found night club for the day, do you remember the place?"

I'm sure you're aware of the agony seal Allena. Allena expression died a little at the statement as he nodded. Her whole body is cold, and she shiver when she thinks about agony seal. Did they, but how? Type is only seventeen-year-old. He is kid, he is just a kid, how can they do this to him.

But don’t worry, it’s still about the Blackwoods. And of course, our favourites are still going to make appearances. Just bear in mind that they’ll probably be a little older. Roman will probably be pushing his mid-forties. Reese will be pushing forty. Ryan will be pushing the big fifties. Wild. And honestly? Quite exciting. I genuinely cannot wait. Andie, Miles, and the other kids will be older too. Yes. They’re not going to be babies or toddlers anymore. They’re growing up! Unrelated, but my sister and I were planning a Christmas holiday and swapping some absolutely wild holiday stories when I suddenly came up with a hilarious story idea.

But I understand how it feels to not be able to tell the one you love the truth, so I'm happy they finally have it all worked out. I'm the last... And the youngest in our group. I don't turn 18 until May! Not that I mind. I love spring. But because of that, everyone treats me a little bit different. I don't know why, it's not like I'm a fragile little girl. I'm stronger than most people give me credit for. But everyone seems worried about me lately.

I gestured toward the boys. “What…?” Cairos asked, his brow furrowed, confused. “I mean… I’m not one of those people who make a minor work. I can’t… I just can’t allow this,” I said firmly, my eyes fixed on them again. He looked at me, expression unreadable for a moment, then a small smile flickered across his lips… quickly gone. “They’re not minors,” he said finally. “What?” I asked, confused. “They’re not minors. This is Caleb, Dylan, Ethan… Caleb is twenty-five, Dylan is twenty-four, and Ethan, the youngest is twenty-one. So no need to worry,” he said calmly.

he replied. Mia and Lynda nodded in agreement. Even if Allexin worked as a construction worker, it wouldn't be possible to earn tens of thousands of dollars quickly. Lynda observed Allexin, a fifteen-year-old who looked like he was in his twenties. Do teenagers nowadays look much older than their actual age? "If you claimed to be twenty, people would believe you," said Lynda, Allexin chuckled softly. "I agree with Lynda, Allexin looks much more mature than his actual age. What if Allexin is actually the older brother, not Lynda?" added Mia.

Ophelia nodded. She managed a small smile. “False alarm.” Elara exhaled dramatically. “Thank God. I mean… no offense, Mom… but I’m not ready to be an aunt yet. I’m still figuring out how to adult myself.” Marcus snorted from across the table. “You’re twenty-one. You’ve been adulting since you were twelve.” Elara flicked a piece of pancake at him. “Shut up. You’re not helping.” Sloane… sitting quietly beside Marcus… smiled into her coffee.

Antonio ⊶⊷⊶⊷ “I just want to go to Chiara’s sleepover!” Allie whined for what felt like the hundredth time. “Please, Papà, please! You never let me go anywhere!” Her voice hit that pitch that only a nine-year-old could manage. She didn’t understand that I wasn’t trying to keep her locked away. I was trying to keep her safe. I leaned back in my chair, watching her stomp her little foot on the marble floor like it might change my mind.