Elon Age Novels & Stories

“I prepared some gifts for Liberty and her sister and wanted him to help send them over.” Elisa hummed in acknowledgment, then said, “Liberty didn’t want to come with us, or else we could have brought her and Sonny with us. Sigh… I’ll have to go a long while without seeing Sonny again. Once we get back, Sonny will already be three years old.” “In a few more days, you’ll be twenty-seven years old.” Mrs. Stone reminded her daughter. Once the new year arrived, everyone’s age would increase by one. The young would have grown up, while the old would have aged another year.

“No!” My loud voice startled her. My blood boiled just as my heart twisted in hurt. How could they be so cruel to a girl her age? I knew the starting age for Omegas for the game was 14, and if caught ,they would groomed but their captors till they were of age, ready to be used for whatever sick reason they were captured for. I couldn’t imagine Laila going through that yet she was so strong to have managed the pain of a gunshot. I was years older than her but Laila was no doubt stronger than me.

They don’t start learning actual chores until they are eight or nine. The pups were even younger than their human appearance. Oliver was barely two years old. Was it right to teach a two-year-old child to do chores in return for money? How much money should he give the pups? What are the payment terms like? Should he set up a trust fund for them?

As Elara held the gown, Chloe smiled warmly and asked, "And for your son, ma'am? May I ask what age he is so I can take you to the correct bespoke children's session?" "He is six years old," Elara answered, her eyes softening as she thought of little Leo. "He's quite tall for his age, with broad shoulders. I need a very sharp, custom-tailored charcoal-black tuxedo for him. He must look absolutely flawless tomorrow night."

"These specific versions of all of them won't exist for long. I want a record of this." Elena understood. She felt it too, the way the children were in a particular configuration right now that was temporary in the way all configurations were temporary. The baby was seven months old, round and alert and newly interested in everything. The twins were seven, in the full flowering of the age where they were competent enough to have strong opinions about everything and young enough to still find the world mostly wonderful. Lily was fourteen, in the middle of becoming the person she was going to be, still recognizably the child Elena had known but already containing the adult she would become.

Two more teens hung back beside them, tension running through their bodies like wire. I let out a slow breath, then motioned them forward with two fingers. They hesitated—then obeyed. Loria joined me almost immediately. Silent, but I could feel her understanding humming through our bond. “We told you this morning,” I said evenly. “Sixteen and older. You’re not on this roster.” Eli stepped forward first, voice already thick with emotion. “Alpha... I was too young last time. I couldn’t help. If I’d had my wolf then, maybe—” His voice cracked. “Maybe my real ma and pa wouldn’t have died trying to protect me.”

I think about that as she introduces me to her elvish doctor, Traeliorn. “Hello,” I say. “Hello, Hope. I understand that you have some concerns about a pregnancy.” “Yes, sir,” I say. “Why don’t we sit and you can tell me what concerns you. I’ve heard from Queen Lily, but I’d like to hear it from you,” he says. It’s nearly impossible to tell how old elves are. King Ailduin looks like he's in his thirties, but he’s nearly three hundred and fifty years old. This elf sounds old, but he also looks like he’s in his thirties.

Derick said facepalming himself and disheveling his hair. Apparently, the so much love and attention Damien showered on his mate made him a little so emotional. This mate bond thing works like crazy. "Oh please, A mate? In your dreams. Like you are even up to Eighty" Oliver said and rolled his eyes. "Excuse me wolf, I'm eighty five" Derick retorted. Wolf's age and growth differs from humans. They stop growing in physe at the age of 10 or 11 until after some years.

I would have enjoyed it just the same. “What! No! Me and Selene are going to order take out and play games and watch movies. You neeed to go out! It’s your birthday. I get you for the day, and tonight, you have a big party!” He replies, almost looking agitated. “How are you so smart for only being 8?” I say. “Hey! I’m 9.” He says, laughing. I love to tease him about his age. I hate he’s getting so big now.

‘Leon, how old are you? ‘I’m 2153 years old. I look thirty. But after 18…’ ‘Every thousand years become 10 years on vampire age, more or less. Asten has explained that to me.’ ‘So we have 2153 years to catch up. But I hope my mother has explained my plans to you? College?’