Coming Of Age Tale Novels & Stories

The girl who hid behind her mother's dress at gatherings just like tonight's, who learned to walk into rooms with her head high because her mother told her fear was something wolves could smell before they smelled anything else. I go under a second time. This one signifies the coming of age, when I found my wolf. But for me, this is for the girl who became something else too soon. Fourteen years old, standing beside her brother, learning that grief has to wait its turn behind duty if a pack is going to survive losing both its heads in a single year. The third dip waits for me. I take it. This one is different. This is the life I am stepping into now. My new beginning.

And The Blue Bolt is born. Agnes paused to take a sip of tea as Maud mulled over the Blue Bolt synopsis. ‘There’s nothing here that would influence a lad to be secretive,’ Maud said. ‘But me gut is nigglin’ somethin’ horrible. Ignore yer gut, rue yer head, as me ol’ mum used to say.’ ‘There are so many stories that tell of good overcoming adversity,’ Agnes said putting the notebook down next to her mug. ‘This just feels like another example of one of those tales. A remarkably bad example, but it’s a fable about good and evil, pure and simple.’

she whined again, "We all know that everybody here had a stupid home or did stupid themselves. I was a wild child, as my parents like to put it. I drank, smoked, hang out with the wrong crowd, didn't listen, got a tattoo, you know that kind of stuff. They were so done with me, they sent me here. And that goody-goody lady over there was the oldest of twelve children and when the twins came there wasn't enough money to take care of her so they signed her up. And they had this bullshit story about 'having a better childhood, a new way to get all the love you missed out on'. You know, so what's your story?" I felt bad for them that their parents were also the ones who got them here, but I was to

Each sign pointed to one destination: becoming Alpha. This doesn’t sound like the makings for a particularly interesting story. A child is born and seventeen years later he becomes an Alpha. That's it, right? If only it could have been that simple…

"YOU'RE LUCKY to have been able to survive that fall young lady" the first time I heard those words from the doctor was the first time that I actually started believing that life was in no way fair. Nobody wanted me, my parents sure as hell didn't and now even death didn't. I was truly unwanted. Infact I was still wondering how I managed to survive the fall from my room window. Though I had a lot of broken bones and almost all my ribs were broken, I was still sadly very much alive. Was this some kind of sick joke or what?!

Cara awoke to the screeching sounds of her obnoxious morning alarm. Despite being sleepy and so rudely ripped from her rest, there was a smile plastered on her face before her eyes ever opened. It was Monday morning and she needed to get a move on. Like any other weekday morning in tenth grade, she had to get ready for school. But this morning was special. This was the last Monday morning before her birthday. The special day was fast approaching. This coming Friday she would be turning sixteen years old, but she was even more excited about her birthday party that would be held on Saturday. She was eager to celebrate this milestone in life with the people she loved.

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My feet I could feel could not carry me anymore. ‘Is this what I get from a new age?’ I screamed almost to the top of my voice. Incredibly, I've turned older, beginning a new age amongst the teen wolves in the wolf clans. I tossed my pillow into the air, rushed into the shower room and washed my body. My breast had increased in size as I unhooked my bra, I saw myself in the mirror. ‘It is getting bigger!’ Immediately I recovered from the dismay. It was what I had expected from new age, a sign, just a sign to prove to the world that I am of age and could no longer be seen as what I considered as a “kid wolf”.

"I never told anyone what I saw as being underage wouldn't have protected me from what they would have done to me and then they would have sent me to one of the breeding camps, but even with knowing what happens to the selected females once a year I still couldn't stand them telling me what I could and couldn't do and because I was still so young as long as I kept my mouth shut about what I saw that night, I knew that I didn't have the possibility of being picked for the rite of passage for quite a few years. Now, as I said, it was just before my 10th birthday when I heard the Elders talking about including me in the selected females for the male's rite of passage in a couple of months' time

She whispered. Closing my eyes, I leaned my head back. My mind took me back to the day of my eighteenth birthday. I had just started walking around by my own after I recovered from taking a knife to the heart, both literally and metaphorically. There was no big celebration for my coming of age, the gated weren't even open to a single person who had wanted to wish their prince a goo day.