Coming Of Age Tale Novels & Stories

Elise My life is going to change today. I'm finally 18 and ready for the coming-of-age ceremony. I can finally be mated to the one I've loved for so long. Jared. The coming-of-age ceremony is the time when the Alpha of a wolf pack will formally, in front of all their friends and family, select their one true partner for life. Their mate. In our pack, turning 18 is truly a pivotal event. Families and friends come together to celebrate this new age of their kin, because not only are they have now seen as adults it means that they are finally fit to go out into the world and carve their own path.

Their 18th birthday was a special occasion for Amy and Zack. It was not just a simple celebration of life, but a reflection on all they had gone through to reach this point. As Josh and Aliah grew older, so did their love and unity as a family. Preparations for the party started early at home. Both Amy and Zack gave special attention to the details of the event. A large tent was set up in their garden, filled with colorful lights and decorations with a "Coming of Age" theme. Around the tent were pictures from different stages of Aliah and Josh's lives—memories of important moments from their childhood to their teenage years.

I say, astonishment in my tone Andrea arches a brow at me “Do people in the east not come of age at 16?” Crap. “They do, it’s just that going to war against vampires must have been tough.”

He swore to himself as he carried her into the car and immediately drove off to a remote road before asking her what the situation was. He knew she had won, but what else had happened in there… This was a day she had given up on imagining. At the orphanage, it was a little fairy tale that the children told themselves to sleep since it as a Catholic orphanage and the sisters were more concerned with praying every hour than telling the children bedtime stories. She never imagined her day of ‘the great reveal' will be like this. Infact since the age twelve, it became childish to tell yourself those self made fairy tales about the day of ‘the great reveal’, but here she was nearly twenty experie

They left a decent neighborhood for a rundown apartment block. Word on the street was that Rhett got so sick he nearly did not make it, and Kelly aged a decade in a single night. They had once been the pride of the block, always bragging about their daughter’s big achievements. Then, they became the punchline of every neighbor’s joke. People whispered that I went too far, that I forgot old loyalties. In response, I would give a half-smile and stay mum. Did Sheila think of the sacrifices I made while she was off studying abroad on my dime? Did she spare a thought for the house I mortgaged or the plain dinners and crowded bus rides I endured?

I woke to the sound of dripping water, a steady rhythm that marked time in my windowless cell. Eighteen years old today. The thought settled heavy in my chest as I stared at the cracked ceiling, counting water stains that had bloomed like dark flowers since yesterday. In another life, the one I was raised to expect, this birthday would have meant something. The coming of age, the possibility of finding a mate, of belonging. But my wolf had never awakened, and I had been cast aside, forgotten in this damp corner beneath the feet of those who once called me their daughter.

I allow myself to drift, almost into a sleep-like state allowing her instincts to take over. I’m vaguely aware of her first capture until she lays upon the trail and starts ripping the flesh from the small tan hare. I’ve yet to get used to the killing of a smaller animal but it was the desperation of starvation that forced my early shift at just thirteen years old. I’ve tried several times to ask when my birthday is but have yet to receive an answer. The only way I know my age is he tells me before starting a new way of punishing me; as if being a year older is an excuse to increase his level of torture.

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...

"I don't need an answer now. I enjoy the process of chasing after you, you know? "Besides, haven't you heard? The only way the latecomer wins over the childhood crush is with a bit of sly charm!" His smile melted the shadows in my heart like the morning sun.

They weren't screaming on rides or stuffing their faces with cotton candy; instead, they were captivated by a storyteller, their faces illuminated by the warm glow of a crackling bonfire. As we drew closer, a hush fell over the group. The storyteller, a wizened woman with eyes that held the wisdom of countless full moons, gestured towards a young boy standing at the edge of the circle. He couldn't have been older than sixteen, his frame gangly and his eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement. Slowly, he stepped forward, his voice barely a whisper as he began to share his tale, a tale of his first full moon transformation, an important moment in every werewolf's life. It was so hilarious a