Coraline Age Novels & Stories

Tessa murmurs under her breath. “Katherine’s Mavens can live about four or five hundred years and Cora’s Agrios well...Cora, how old is the oldest you’ve ever been? I don't really know.” “Eight hundred and twenty-nine,” the red-eyed woman looks around the room. She seems like she doesn’t like attention. Musu stops typing and looks up, “Oh my Goddess. Almost a thousand years? H-How old are you now?” “Four hundred and seventy on the coming winter solstice,” Cora looks in the distance like she’s trying to remember for sure.

I nodded once and looked up at mom -the only one who hadn't shifted yet- to reach for her bag and pull out a chunky blanket to wrap around her shimmering tail. "Just in case we run into anyone," Coral thanked her with a wide and glowing smile. "Welcome to the family," mom kissed her head softly and I saw Coral's eyes brew tears. How old are you honey? If you don't mind my asking." She wiped away the few tears and shook her head. Mom shifted in front of her, grabbing her bag, and waited for her response. "187." She said with a cocky grin. I rose a brow and scoffed in surprise. Coral chuckled lightly.

"I like women who eat without pretending." I went back to eating. Slower this time. "Do you want dessert?" he asked. "No, thank you. I’m full." He stood up and told me to follow him. I did. Now I was sitting across from him on the couch, his coat still there beside me. His eyes were on me again. Quiet. Watching. Like always. I couldn’t meet his gaze. "How old are you, Corinne?" I looked up, my eyes bright. "Twenty. What about you?"

It seemed she had caught onto the fact that I had deliberately caused trouble. "Eleanor," a woman who appeared to be in her forties, looked stunning in her flowing white dress, complemented by beautiful gold jewelry. With a friendly smile, she strolled over to Mistress Eleanor, though the smile authenticity was not certain. I couldn't help but notice the immediate change in Mistress Eleanor's expression after spotting this woman. Her initial frown transformed into a strained smile as she said, "Hello, Coraline. I wasn't expecting you here." Coraline let out a soft chuckle, her eyes filled with amusement. "You know me too well, Eleanor. I couldn't resist an event like this."

The title of the chapter reads CORAL’S BEGINNING, and I settle back to read. Coral Aileen Kensworth, born on the 4th of August 1420. Daughter to the late Crown Prince Kent Kensworth and Crown Princess Victoria Kensworth, and granddaughter to the late King of England. King Edward Lucas Kensworth. She was once engaged to be married to a Duke’s son, Ronald Lockhart, but the engagement was broken off after her disguised death at sea. Coral formed elemental society by recruiting 40 young conjurers after travelling through Europe with her beloved husband, a young lad who was her most trusted confidant, and her loyal maid. Knight Nicholai Vent, Coral’s husband was the first person she met and recru

And it looks like Miss Renee Coral, the head of the Youth Generation has become the second classification in Elijah eyes. Everyone can see, that Miss Renee Coral is not at all a normal Aeternum youth, she had some mentality and quality that can be utilized for the benefits of the nation. In her information, she is just 19 years old, have the upbringing of a Baron noble family, and educated in Noble education and Aeternum high level education, she have a perfect work record in the Resource Ministry, no criminal records and she is also apart of the Student Council of her time in the High School.

At Southern Rothesay’s Cemetery… Coraline was currently sitting in front of Charlotte’s grave, staring at her epitaph and the inscription of her name. A bouquet of white lilies lay at Coraline’s feet. Charlotte spotted her from a distance and slowly approached her from behind. “I’ve heard that this woman, Charlotte Simmons, has been dead for more than four years. Look at your tear-stained, devastated expression and how much you’ve cried for this woman who’s been dead for several years. Is it worth it?”

"Your daughter is alive because I allowed her to yield. If you want to talk about terms, you will talk about the length of the leash you are going to wear." "You are arrogant for a woman without a past," Voron spits, his eyes flashing a dangerous, icy grey as he takes a step closer, trying to use his mass to crowd my space. "You don't even know who you are, Coralina. You don't remember the villa. You don't remember the contracts your family signed to beg the North for protection when your hearths went cold fifty years ago."

“Oh, gosh, I had no idea that underwear has replaced flowers as the ultimate offering for true love. Has Jem been sending you some?” “Every damn week, sweetie. Haven’t you been checking your DMs?” she shot back sarcastically. “You two still keepin’ it on the down-low?” I asked Cora, and she smiled. She was two months older than us, and Gia was the youngest out of the three of us. “Yeah, don’t want Dante to find out about us.” “Cheeky!” Grinning, she pushed me aside as she continued to look through the racks of underwear. Afterward, we combed through every clothing store in the mall in search of the perfect dress for my birthday.

Ann smiled dangerously as she continued, "Coral has just returned from an extensive training course that I sent her on a few weeks ago and has performed beyond expectations during her time there. With her exceptional performance in mind I have instated her as my personal assistant…my royal secretary, if you will." The expected myriad of whispers rose up from the Elders as another voice rose from amongst their ranks. "Your highness, not that we don't doubt the omega's abilities, but there are many children that have been born to ranked members that would jump at the opportunity to…" "Coral." Ann interrupted sharply. "I'm sorry?" the voice replied, the confusion in his voice clear. "Her name i