Ariel And Eric Age Gap Novels & Stories

“But also a little sad.” Arielle’s throat tightened. “Today’s my birthday,” she said gently. Emma gasped. “Your birthday?!” “Yes.” “You didn’t tell me!” “I forgot,” Arielle admitted. Emma looked horrified. “You’re not supposed to forget birthdays.” “Sometimes adults do.” Emma frowned, clearly dissatisfied with that explanation. “How old are you now?” “Twenty-six.” Emma considered this seriously. “That’s very grown.” Arielle smiled. “I suppose it is.”

Dean replied proudly, straightening himself with a smug grin on his face. “Your best friend does not deserve a woman, definitely not this gorgeous girl.” Joan replied defiantly. “He's the nicest person on earth, he just hates bad people.” “You're unbelievable.” She scoffed Ariel felt the bickering was not coming to an end any time soon, she knew she had to step in. “It's fine Joan, it's not a real marriage anyway.”

She stood there with a camera in hand, eager to capture my brightest moments. At the end of the event, there was a photo session. Eric, while supporting himself with a cane, carefully walked alongside Layla. "Anna, please give Layla and me a chance," he pleaded. Back then, I had approached him just as cautiously, hoping to be in a photo with him. But each time, he had turned me away, saying it wasn't the right time. The irony was almost cruel. After ten years of marriage, our first "family portrait" was taken only once we were already divorced.

It wasn't all that bad living in the gray mansion, but she still couldn't remember Damien being her husband. Sinking herself into the water, she enjoyed the feeling. It smelled of lavender. Closing her eyes, she leaned back on the tub. **** "I love you" He said, clutching her hands to his chest tightly "I love you so much, Ariel. Please stay with me" He continued, a tear running down his cheek "I'm so... sorry" She choked out, she was running out of breath

“Adrian isn’t a jerk. And besides, you barely even know me anymore. You were gone for three years, remember? A whole lot can change between the ages of fifteen and eighteen.” “I know you better than you think, Rowena,” Eric growled softly. “Maybe I was gone for three years, but I never lost track of you.” I rolled my eyes. “Either way, it was messed up for you to lie to me like that. And I won’t be so quick to forgive you, believe it or not.”

he asked politely, she shrug “Sure…” He smiled, as sets his try on the table opposite her, sitting quietly “Hi…..I’m Tim…” he muttered, showing out his pairs of teeth, which is not well arranged in his mouth. He looks like someone who is in his mid-twenties, but his beards will say otherwise. A scar running from the left side of his ear, towards his cheek, gave him a more mature look. “I’m Ariel…thanks” Ariel mumbled, gulping down the content of food in her mouth with water

We stopped by Ela’s and Ariel’s bakery, called Cookies and Chai for some Chai latte’s and cookies. It was nice to see Ela and Ariel. I had seen them during the dinner for uncle Riker, but we didn’t talk that much that night. Ela was mated to Easton, the pack lawyer and they had two beautiful boys together. One was twelve and the other ten, Rayaan and Dev. They wanted to wait to start a family until her bakery was up and running. Ariel had two girls with her mate Troy, they were twelve and nine, Maggie and Delilah. I sometimes babysat them. It was funny, because Ela and Ariel used to babysit me when I was younger. I secretely thought they planned to get pregnant together, because their kids w

Newton walked up to him. “She broke up with me because of you, right?” He asked him. Eric shook his head negatively. “I..I didn't know she's your girlfriend” he frightenedly said. “Ex girlfriend,” Tiffany corrected. “This motherfucker is 5 times older than you. With your fish brain, no wonder you are still in highschool with 12old” Tiffany said wanting to get Newton angry. Newton looked from Eric to her. “You think we didn't know that your father paid the school to allow you to come to high school at age 11?” He said, looking at Eric.

“It’s beautiful. Where is Dominic, anyway?” I pointed toward the hallway. “In his study, working on something important, as always. Ariel’s out too.” Lilac tilted her head. “Oh, yeah. You mentioned he has a daughter. So is she in elementary school? Or maybe middle school now?” I couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped. “Lilac, Ariel is seventeen.” Ariana’s jaw dropped. “Seventeen? Like, almost an adult?” I nodded and led them toward the kitchen. “Yep. And if you’re wondering how she reacted to me dating her father, well, let’s just say she wasn’t thrilled at first. But she’s warming up to the idea.”

princess:- then what kind of friend you mean girlfriend or just friend. ariel:- just friend, you tell me your father wants you to get married, his friend son, he is rich, I am not that much rich because I am just 20 years old. princess:- what did you do, did you still find the courage to meet my father or did you just reject me