Novel & Cerita Coming Of Age Short Story

"Your coming of age. The ceremony packs throw for young wolves? The one that marks adulthood?" Oh. That thing I never got because everyone treated me like a cursed plague creature. I didn't know they were still a thing. "I didn't get one," I said flatly. Kyle gasped like I'd confessed to murder. "Oh! Well, starting work immediately after adulthood is still very responsible. It's hard to leave home that young." "It had nothing to do with responsibility," I huffed. It had everything to do with survival... and revenge. But I wasn't going to unpack all that for a stranger.

Xander's POV. The year I turned eighteen, I didn't get a birthday cake, instead, I got blood under my fingernails and a man's thumb rolling across a butcher's floor. A day where a normal person who just turned eighteen would be out popping bottles, taking shitty shots of bottom shelf tequila, stumbling into clubs with fake IDs, getting high, tattooing stupid shits on their bodies but me? I was at the back of a butcher's shop, the reek of iron and bleach so thick I felt like it was seeping into my bones.

Waving back, I try not to be impatient before she clears and I can turn on in. Getting out, I take a look up and down the street. There are two Laurel Springs Police SUVs parked a few spots down. Walking into The Cafe is like going home. The first one I've had since I left my parents at eighteen. It wasn't that I had a horrible growing up experience, it was that my parents were the type to fully let go once I became of age. I didn't ease into becoming an adult. There was no one to fall back on. There were many times I made it through by the skin of my teeth and a few packs of ramen.

" Whatever it is, you can count on me Winter, really, I wouldn't put anything or anyone ahead of our friendship” “ The story is a little complicated to be honest," she begins, and I focus all my attention on her, "When I came to live with my aunt and uncle, I made new friends, I was sixteen at the time, and went through a very difficult time, so my friends offered to distract me and arranged a party for us to go to”. “ Go on “ I encourage them, drinking my own coffee, as my throat has gone dry and I haven't even heard the whole story.

"You haven't reached your age yet. You haven't even met your wolf yet." Hearing that, I opened my eyes slowly. My blue eyes that blended with the grey, could see his face that was already blushing faintly. I stare at him with a faint smile. I raised both my hands to cup Kai's cheeks. I gently opened my mouth and said, "The day after tomorrow is my coming-of-age ceremony, Kai. I will turn eighteen and experience awakening. I will meet my wolf," I said. "And I believe that you are my mate, Kai."

It wasn't so much that he was tall, I'm fairly tall for a woman at 5'11", but he was broad and muscular. He stared at me when he first came in, then disappeared before he ordered food. It was bizarre and I was concerned that he might be a werewolf, but he was a bus person, so who knows. On my 18th birthday, I wake up, having no intention of celebrating. My birthdays have become something not worth remembering. I didn’t get my wolf, my father banished me and my mother died. Who wants to celebrate a day where these awful things happen? The only positive is that I am officially an adult by human standards and no one can force me to leave now. However, all my plans go out the window when I’m in

I love you all ànd also thank you for the support. would be rounding this book up and starting a new one under it, just a side story though. with different people but would be quite more interesting and sharp the first chapter of my new book Mia POV "Happy birthday to me!" was the first thing I said when I heard my alarm go off next to my bed. Joy flooded my heart as well as my voice. I would turn 20 today and truly become a woman, even though society considers 18 to be the legal age of puberty. My life has already changed significantly since this day.

The moment I got in, they all yelled, “Happy Birthday!” I looked around me and saw Jacob and Timmy were also there, and tears immediately welled up in my eyes. “You guys are the best,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “Seriously, thank you.” We drove off to a small bar downtown. We came here last year, but I wasn't allowed in because I was underage. But now, I smirked as I gave the guard my I D, and he let me through. Soon, it was all laughter and dancing. I usually never even thought of consuming alcohol, but tonight was different. Tonight, I am eighteen years old, and I'll make it my sole purpose to defy every rule I'd lived by, thanks to my parents.

I smiled, selected a romantic film with a same-sex storyline, and sat down beside him as the movie began to play in soft hues across the room. The film unfolded through four short stories, each portraying love at different stages and in varying forms. The first story centered on two eighteen-year-old high school students, each quietly noticing the other from afar, bound by the awkward beauty of young attraction. In the shared spaces of their school, they observed each other, hearts fluttering yet hesitant, neither daring to take the first step. They existed in a delicate balance, close yet distant, until graduation loomed, and they finally confessed their feelings. Only then did they realize

I concluded, holding my breath. “You should have come to us, I know you believe since you’re eighteen you can do whatever you want but it doesn’t work like that here. You don’t become an adult here until you’re nineteen so stop pulling that card.” “Really?” My eyes widened, surprised by the new piece of information, how come no one told me that until now? “We didn’t automatically choose that course for you because we want you to become a Luna or something…” she paused. “Come here.”