Coming Of Age Stories Novels & Stories

I understood the gravity of altering the course of the future—such changes came with profound consequences. "I’m deeply grateful for your assistance," I said. "I wish I could foresee the future to prepare accordingly. I certainly don't want to bring you any trouble." We continued with our brief conversation. My son couldn’t stay with us as he was about to enter a significant phase of his life. This phase, known as the coming of age for werewolves, marked a period of transformation and growth into adulthood with enhanced power. I could already envision my son growing much taller than me—this was simply how things unfolded.

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

She had to have known this was going to happen… ‘I am a day into being of age and already I have had enough.’ I told my wolf. I had waited so excitedly to come of age. Filled with anticipation for all that it would bring... and it had brought me nothing but pain. Disappointment. What I would give to go back now...

The words seemed to be difficult for him, but they came out, croakily, one by one. “I’d only just turned eighteen when I met my mate,” he began, leaning back heavily in his chair. “I used to love going off on my own, you see, and I wandered too far. Both of my parents had been killed many years before, and for a while I was too scared to leave the pack lands. One day, though, my attitude changed. The worst had already happened to me. What else could possibly happen now? So I began my adventures, always alone.”

*yuck* I know a lot of the girls have suffered the same things at the hands of the same boys, and we always silently rejoiced when someone was adopted out, or aged out. When you turn 19, you aged out, and sadly must leave. I am almost there excited to age out, and terrified at the same time. I have no where to go. But I will start this new chapter with a smile on my face and my head held high as I survived my time at the orphanage! Only because of my special spot, and animal friend.

I turned to my best friend Lily, like me she’s a refugee, another of the only twenty individuals who survived the massacre. “This dress suits you,” she says. I look down at the dark blue dress I have on, it is the nicest dress I have, I got it last year when I went shopping with my mum and Lily for my coming of age ceremony, On the verge of turning eighteen, my only worries included waiting until I finally turned eighteen so I could have my coming of age ceremony along with all my friends, I wouldn’t be considered a juvenile anymore, I’d be my own person, my dad wouldn’t give me a curfew, I could decide if I wanted to enroll in a human people’s collage, or if I wanted to work towards having

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE  BLOODY METELE  WRONG TURN  MYSTERIES OF FATE  DOCTOR BROWN  LATE KATE FOSTER You are about to journey through a story or should I say stories of suspense and survival. The story of Roxanne, Eric Kane,,, Ariana, Thieves, and A Christian and an Atheist

“It was. But people believed it. They were scared. They made bad choices because of that fear. They hurt people who didn’t deserve it.” “Like you,” said the hybrid girl. “Yes,” I said. “Like me.” Rowan leaned against my side, small hand finding mine. “But here’s the important part,” I continued. “We broke it. We decided we weren’t going to tell that story anymore. We wrote new ones.” “What stories?” A little wolf pup asked, eyes wide. “The ones where you get to grow up,” I said. “Where no one drags you to an altar because of what you are. Where you learn to use your strength to protect, not to pay debts, you never agreed to.”

My name was Victory Carlson, and I was a college student. I had a pure, lovely, and youthful look, and an impressive 36E bust, and I easily attracted Damon Powell's attention the moment I appeared. Damon was my boyfriend. He'd always wanted to have sex with me, but I listened to advice from my stepdad, Charlie Kramer, that I was only truly considered an adult after I turned 21 years old. "It's going to be my 21st birthday in two days. I'll let you have your wish when that time comes," I told Damon while nestled in his arms in the grove of trees on campus.

We're gonna tell them that story soon. Jade and I lived a clothing-free, sex-filled life till the twins got old enough to know. If you all like this story, I'd love to tell you what happened last summer, right after the twin's nineteenth birthday. Please leave comments. That's how I improve and serve my readers. Thanks