All Might Age Novels & Stories

“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!!!

"Why are you crying? You should be happy that mama didn't punish you," Carrie said as she rubbed Allison's shoulder, prompting Allison to glance up at her sister. Carrie was eighteen years old and could live on her own, but their "mama" would never allow her or any of them.

“You came.” Daya said surprisingly as I walked into the dining room. The table was so scanty that I could count how many there was. Two minus me and Daya. “Aren't there like sixteen people in the house?” “Most of the guards prefer to eat outside and most of the maids eat in their rooms. It's only me, little axel and Gloria.” I looked at the two little toddlers surprisingly. “Why? Are those kids yours?” Daya cheeks turned pink and she blinked shyly. “No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.”

I ask sarcastically, crossing my arms. "I'll pass," Mr. Montgomery says, looking at the other three men next to him. "How about you guys?" "I'm not a child; that doesn't look fun," Mr. Everhart remarks, making me roll my eyes. "I don't think that's very appropriate," Mr. Beaumont says, and I facepalm, sighing loudly. "First of all, nobody here is a child. We are all 18 and over." I am currently closer to 19 than I was to 18.

Crossing my arms, I curved the corner of my mouth to form a smirk. “ Oh really, just how old are you?” I asked in an amused tone, with him responding in a similar one. “ Well as you know Aghan is the oldest and is 17. I'm 15. Adrian and Alhadera are 13. And Balmoh is 8. So you see, we aren't so young asides from Balmoh. We might as well told Aghan to represent us, he's almost an adult you know.” Lafeya wiggled his brows and facepalmed, groaning. There was a goofy side to him after all. Plus, Charlaedon used the same system of 18-year-olds as adults.

I was the complete opposite of a saint back then. But this is Allie we're talking about here. Allie is just eighteen and also a girl. She can remain just innocent until she grows a lot more, hopefully. "Whoa. You know I'm underaged?" Allie asked, doubts and skepticism clouding her voice. "Of course I do. You're eighteen years old, Al."

He continued with the same excitement and put a file in front of me, grinning from ear to ear. “So, the people are missing from everywhere, huh?” I asked in a mumble and opened the file. “Yes, Alpha. Almost all of them reported the same thing. As we have suspected, most of them are orphans, abandoned people with very insignificant impressions on society, and all of them are between the ages of 17 and 26. They have been targeting young people all this time.” Nolan replied to me with a serious expression on his face. Graham also turned his expression into a serious one by now.

Ella exclaims. “Adella, what did you think I'll say? You're 18 and he is 24. Do you consider a guy this old will wait on you for sex?" Adrian yells. My right eye twitches. Motherfucker! Time for my entrance.

"Every pack member between the ages fifteen to eighteen should participate." "Ah, the age-old competition where we all try to tear each other apart. Fun times," Alvis remarked sarcastically. I looked at him with surprise. Did Alvis not enjoy fighting? He won them all the time! He looked at me and smiled. "I've never seen you participate, Lindsey, but I don't blame you. Things get ugly in those competitions." That's right. In my previous life, I didn't participate.

Allen didn’t even know why she was laughing. "I’m not that old." He answered with a straight face. She tilted her head, "Then how old are you?" Willow figured that this moment wouldn't come as often as she wished. She might as well ask everything she wanted to know. "Are you not weirded out by this conversation?" He can't help but ask. "No. Just answer me." She demanded. "I’m over two hundred." Willow’s mouth formed an "o." She looked at Allen and nodded, "No wonder you act like that."