All Might Age Novels & Stories

None can explain how and why it happens but the discovry find out that everyone in this village undergone in that phase exactly on the date of his birth for every decade. Now that I realized it, only a year and I will turn 20. And it takes only two years before I turn at the age of 22. Somehow, I feel like my calm and peaceful years is yet to be doomed. Not that like before and whenever you're making appearance everyone will have a say about me but now things aren't going the same way it is before. The talk for this moment are the celebration that will be held at the house of Lhana. It was right at this very day... her brother Aillard is no longer a child for he is now an adult.

Just a second ago he was laughing! “You two would have gotten on well together,” he whispered. Matthew playfully punched his knee. “Probably because they were the same age!” “I always knew you were into little girls,” Melody teased and thank God she got the result she was aiming for. Allan chuckled. “She might have been young in age and yes, I’ll admit she had a teenage girl’s face. But she was an old soul and there was nothing innocent about her life.” His lips lifted in a leering smile. “Or her body.”

It's a chain of confusing numbers, but I hope it makes sense now. For the older generation, their ages don't really matter. We just assume them to be old enough to have kids of the above ages. (it is an approximation because the months of the events are not specified, hence the years might slightly alter by a month pre or post, making it exactly 12months difference or 15 months or even 11 months…..hence the approximation)

“How about giving it a try? It might make you feel a lot better. Also, there are many more opportunities out there that you can try. We’re still young, aren’t we?” “Thirty-one isn’t young,” Allison said with a hollow chuckle. Matthew stared at her. “Thirty-one?” he repeated. “Uh, unless you forged your birth certificate, Lise, I’m pretty sure you’re only twenty-four right now.” Allison’s heart stopped. Oh no. How could she have forgotten? She was back in the past. She was still young. Oh… This was… Right.

She replied. "Well, let's see. I'm 149 years old, I'm from the Blue Moon Pack. My pack has lived in this territory for the last 750 years. I am the current beta to my pack. And I've been looking for a mate for the last 50 years or so." Jame replied. "Ok. But what are your likes?" Allison asked. "I like camping, moonlight walks in the woods, football, and you." James replied. "So tell me all about you."

"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.

Veronica preferred the smaller logs from the vineyard prunings; they snapped and popped, sending sparks upward like brief stars against the dark chimney throat. They were both ninety now, give or take a few months that neither bothered to count precisely anymore. The calendar on the kitchen wall still turned pages, but the dates had lost their sharp edges. Birthdays were marked with quiet dinners, a bottle of the good red from the Douro that Sofia always brought, and a single candle that neither of them bothered to blow out because wishes felt redundant when so many had already come true.

"I know... weird right... I'm like 27 and mom is 49 going to 50.. And you 're just what 24...?" "Ohh fuck you are kidding with me right......." Then there was a key at the door... Well... Here comes nothing...

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dear readers, particularly those who are rereading, please refrain from leaving comments that contain spoilers for the next generation. Let everyone discover them on their own. Let's not spoil the fun for them. 💖💜 Much love, Cass --------- Caleb - 50 years old Jake - 49 years old Aeon, Darvin - 48 years old Riley, Dominic, Lucas - 47 years old Caspian, Kallan - 46 years old

I added, trying to sound casual. I didn’t care… or at least I told myself I didn’t. But the shameless part of me — the one currently throbbing between my thighs — needed to know. Maybe those older guys with money and power could be exactly what my greedy holes were begging for. “They’re mostly older, like in their forties and up,” Lissa said, checking her phone. “Usually come with their side pieces or whoever they’re fucking at the moment. Why are you even asking?” Before I could answer, her phone buzzed. Her face dropped instantly.