Feitan Age Novels & Stories

If she was 23, it would be the perfect age for him. A four years age difference should be his limit. On October 31st, Yang Tian-Xu would celebrate his 27th birthday. He doesn’t know how he could take it. Perhaps he’ll let it go by seven years apart? No, eight years? No, he’ll make it ten. Ten years is the max he could tolerate their age differences.

She can't feel what spirit rank they are right now, it seems like her Seniors are skilled. The three of them sat down and faced each other. “I am 19 years old,” Soheila answered with a smile. Fiona covered her mouth with amusement. “Really? I can't feel your rank, right now. I thought you would be 25 years old since you are this skilled.” Soheila laughed. Her mental age is probably 30 plus, right now. Well, they don't know that and they don't have to know. “So, what are your skills?" Jun Lee asked.

He look at Feng Shaotian and asked, “Aren't you afraid that if you kicked me out of here. This secret of yours might leak because of me, aren't you afraid of it?” “That's not a problem. I can just stay inside here and don't leave, I can just live peacefully here all I want” Feng Shaotian replied smiling. “Wouldn't it be boring to stay here alone?” Jiang Fu said testing Feng Shaotian. “Boredom won't kill me” casually replied by Feng Shaotian. 'Just how smart of you, wait! How old is he again?' he thought confused. 'Wasn't it 19 years old? Is this how a 19 years old act? Can he really take such solitude?'

" He grinned again. I avoided his eyes though "O-kay. Oh, I forgot one thing. How old are you?" He started counting on his fingers like a toddler. "In human age, I am this many years old." "You're four?!*" He nodded excitedly. "Wow. You're younger than I thought you would be." (*Human age he is around 30-32) "How old is Keylan?" "I'm turning 20 this year." "Wow! Keylan old!" "I'm not old. In human years I'm young. Very young. When someone is old they are around 60+ years old, respectfully of course."

Well, at least some people were still sympathizing with me. "On the other side, we have Luna Bella, 23 years old, 5'6", 125 pounds, and..?" Ferragano made a long pause. He was trying to embarrass me on live TV. I already feel like cattle standing right here. "What qualifications do you have, Luna Bella?"

"Name!" "Woo~~That...um...Jessica..." "age!" "Ten...eighteen..." "Profession!" "mercenary..." In the record room of the Guard Bureau, Sir Chen, who was sitting in the main seat, and Shi Huaiya, another blond senior superintendent next to him, were looking at the mercenary of Black Steel International directly opposite with a strange look on their faces. "Changfenlong, are you sure this little girl is eighteen years old?"

I said in my best mockery voice. Fenrik’s piercing eyes flicked straight to me, sharp and glittering like he was enjoying the challenge. “Oh, I know a lot of things, Agatha,” he shot back smoothly. “If I didn’t, then why are you here?” That shut me up for a second, and his smirk only grew. “And for your information,” he added proudly, standing even taller, “I’m twenty-three years old.” “Wow,” Linda gasped, blinking at him. “You’re too old for your age! Shouldn’t you still be in pack college or something?”

Just business. “Papa, you heard the doctor,” Fabien replied evenly. “Four days.” The older man exhaled sharply, clearly displeased. His gaze shifted toward me briefly, sharp and assessing. I offered a polite, restrained smile. “I’m reminding you,” he continued, “you might start enjoying that wheelchair too much. You’re not crippled. I know what you want. You’re a grown man now. Thirty-one.” I blinked. “Thirty-one already?” I whispered, glancing up at Fabien. His expression was calm but there was a flicker in his eyes—sharp, almost amused. “You look… older.”