Ciel Phantomhive Age Novels & Stories

Celeste is out there, and Liam is playing a game of patience. I just hope it’s enough.

Her face is swollen from the hits she has endured but like her dress, she is covered in dust, dirt and is generally so unkept that I can’t tell where the dirt ends and her skin begins. “What is your name?” Celine tries to distract her from rushing to her brother. She’s obviously conflicted. She’s afraid of me. Enough that she won’t approach me but she also won’t take her eyes off me. “My name is Crystal. He’s Micah.” She pauses, uncertain with her interactions with us. “How old are you?” Celine keeps the conversation going. “I’m ten and Micah just turned six.” Crystal manages. “Do you know why you are here?”

“Thirty years? As far as I remember, your age is twenty-five right?” Hearing him say those, she immediately snapped back to reality. Holy, she almost spills the beans. Evelyn calmly answered. “I mean my mental age is thirty while my real age is twenty-five.” “Oh... I see.” Phoenix pretended to buy those excuses and changed the subject so it is not awkward “Do you know who's your biological mother's?” Phoenix asked straightforwardly, making Evelyn slightly taken aback by his question then she calmed down after. END OF CHAPTER 32

Peach spat. Mourge shake her head. "I have never been kissed by a guy. Never. So I don't know the feeling of getting kiss." Peach look at her with her doubtful eyes. "No way?! For real?! Gosh Mourge! How old are you?!" Mourge roll her eyes. "Duh, It's not like I'm gonna die if I haven't kissed by anyone by my age." Peach laughs while shaking her head. "Who would have thought that the great Midnight Mourge Styvier is a virgin in lips."

She can't feel what spirit rank they are right now, it seems like her Seniors are skilled. The three of them sat down and faced each other. “I am 19 years old,” Soheila answered with a smile. Fiona covered her mouth with amusement. “Really? I can't feel your rank, right now. I thought you would be 25 years old since you are this skilled.” Soheila laughed. Her mental age is probably 30 plus, right now. Well, they don't know that and they don't have to know. “So, what are your skills?" Jun Lee asked.

I answered with a laugh when I saw the two of them blushing. "Che. Stop right there. Kuya Jay oh." She complained to her older brother. The former Alpha team is complete as well as the young royalties are here. "Anyways, congrats Cia! You're 23." Zephyra said as she hugged her boyfriend, Adrian. Yes, they stayed to the end. "Ha? 23? What date is it today?" I asked and looked at the calendar. "Baby it's October 20. Did you forget? It's your birthday." Drake said trying to hold his laugh.

"Then, can you help me sweep the floors?” I nodded and grabbed the broom, doing what she requested. While doing so, I can't help but think of Phoenix... I glanced at Lola Nanding, will it hurt if I ask her? "Grandma Nanding, can I ask a question?” I ask. "Of course my dear, what's that?" She said, glancing at me. I breathed deeply and asked, "How old is Raziel?" Lola Nanding paused, "Hmmm ... I can't remember. It's like 28? It's better if you just ask him, grandson ... I'm sorry, I'll forget."

This was one of my biggest pet peeves and it was enough to spoil my good mood. "Celia!" I yelled out loud. Celia was our housekeeper and assistant to Mama Dan. She was around my age, 30 years old, with just a six-year age gap between us. But at that moment, I didn't care about her age. Her one job was to get my bath water ready and she had failed to do so.

“What school do you attend?” “Sir, school is for wolves and I am human. The only thing that it would result for me is death.” Celia said as she picked up a chainsaw from the little tent she made for them because it was hard carrying all the equipment back and forth to the Pack when she could just keep them there. “I totally understand. And how old are you?” “I just turned 18 yesterday Sir.” She said, but when he didn’t reply, she looked up at him. His body distracted her a bit, but she had to keep it to herself. As far as she knows, Logan has a mate and is far out of her league.

Regardless, I didn’t want to give either of them the benefit of the doubt. “She’s lying!” Sibyl cried. “She’s too young to have a mate yet!” That was true. The priest eyed me. “How old are you?” “I’ll be twenty in a month.” I looked at Candido. “You’ve read the book, Candido. It’s one moon before my twentieth birthday.” He swallowed and remained still, staring at the faint mark on my chest. “Today…” At least he hadn’t forgotten when my birthday was. I smiled at him briefly before looking back at the priest.