Ciel Phantomhive Age Novels & Stories

I don't see any of this as honor… It's all a disgrace! Philip let out a cold, disdainful laugh. "Disgrace? Luna, let me ask you something… How old are you?" This random question caught Luna off guard, but she responded defiantly. "I'm twenty-nine years, six months, and three days old today. Sir, what does this have to do with our discussion?"

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.

Celia who was quiet until now, consoled him. "Hmph!!" yet, her gesture only displeased Nick even more. "Senior Felix?? Haha! Miss Celia, looks like you misunderstood something. I'm the youngest one here. I'm only 23," Felix enunciated while pointing at himself. "Ehh????" not only Celia but everyone present except Derek was surprised by his age. He was just 23? Really? Then what the hell is he doing in here? These were exactly Nick's thoughts. Embarrassed by her previous remark of calling a 'junior' her 'senior', Celia kept looking here and there with her face lowered which soon turned red.

She looked young, but that was the point of the app. “How old are you?” I asked midway through our food. “You already know.” “I was hoping you didn’t put up a fake age.” She was twenty, turning twenty-one in a few months. Dahlia chuckled slightly. “I’m also hoping you’re thirty one as you said.” “I am.” “That’s good to know.” The last thing I’d do is lie about my age. That was something only kids would do. When we were done eating, Dahlia was the one to initiate the main conversation. “So how would this work?”

He does hate me. "Zia, I am Gecip, the oldest after brother, I am 1250 years old. Very nice meeting you" A person spoke who has very short blue hair. Which is properly set and combed. His deep black eyes look so beautiful. He looks almost human until I see those fangs in his mouth as he speaks.

The one with a note written, Monster. “Hey, what the hell?” “I could hear something from here,” Ciel said as he opened it up with his might. They froze to see a little girl probably at the age of twelve. She had her eyes open with tears. She’s a hybrid. Half human, half vampire. “What the hell?” Cedric approached the girl who didn’t move. He checked it again. “Why was she sealed?” He mumbled to himself. “She’s mine,” Ciel growled at Cedric who was about to touch as he quickly raised his hands.

Raven answered hoping that her friend who always showed kindness upon her would take pity on her. Raven is still young, she is just eighteen years old and there are a lot of things that she is yet looking forward to do with her life. She doesn’t want to end her journey in her life like this. She still wants to live, she want to be able to experience a lot of things that she hadn’t yet experienced at her age. “You coward!” Celia shouted at her. “If I were on your position and your boyfriend turned out to be my mate, I wouldn’t hesitate to do everything to give your boyfriend back to you.

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

Except, she wasn’t human, and she didn’t feel any positive anticipation for tonight, not when all that had been planned was a family gathering—an intimate one, no thralls or progeny allowed, but still just the same as had been planned ever since she became old enough to expect special treatment for her birthday. As a dhampir, being eighteen was merely what happened in the year between being seventeen and being nineteen. It wasn’t the big coming-of-age that humans saw it as. Chalcea’s physical ageing had already slowed, too; whenever she snuck out of the estate to enter the human parts of the city, people kept assuming she was only fourteen or fifteen. This hadn’t been so bad last year or the

Their parents died early so his brothers are only his family and this year, they finally convinced Aizen to buy them a shared wife although it really took them their entire savings. Aizen is 26 years old this year, Zeus is 24, Yuno is 23,Aries is 21 and the youngest who is currently sleeping right now is already 20 years old. If they were to follow the customs in Hellish Village, they should have a wife already at the age of 20 but no one wanted to marry them since they are really poor.