Forced Age Regression Wattpad Novels & Stories

“We can’t call off the wedding because the engagement between both families has been set for generations. But since you insist on giving up your place… then I guess this is the best outcome for now. I’ll head over to the Hale family immediately to discuss the wife swap!” With that, Hector eagerly got up, grabbed his coat, and walked out of the mansion without even finishing his breakfast. Ember found it simply ironic, watching her father pretend to care for her while secretly rejoicing as he left.

“Forgive me if I don’t fully believe you.” The sarcasm in her tone was palpable. “The pack that you reverence so much abused my grandfather before forcing him to separate from the love of his life because it wasn’t safe to be with her anymore. That same pack-that luna and that alpha that you are so enamored with, turned on their own daughter, all for the sake of blooming a pure blood. The Moors are just a bunch of arrogant wolves who’ve built themselves up to be more than their true colors.” “Oh really?”

“Kate. I am begging you. I have already been pregnant with Alex’s pup. It has been 4 months. Please, the pup will need a father. Don’t take Alex away from me.” Victoria stood up to pull me. I was already too weak for this drama. I almost got dragged out of my bed. Jason stormed in to protect me and was hurt by Victoria’s claws. She could hurt me all the way she wanted. Not Jason. I used every bit of my remaining strength to dug my claws into Victoria’s body. I saw blood coming out. Victoria immediately collapsed weakly to the ground, like she was acting in a drama. I was confused, until someone walked into my room.

I buried the wounds in my heart by drowning myself in the work. But today, when I received a call from the warden, I couldn’t sit still. For werewolves, childbirth is simple. Our wounds heal quickly. But I’ve heard that many human women die from complications during labor. "Alpha Damon, are you thinking about Talia?" Abby poured me a cup of coffee and gently massaged my shoulders. "If you’re worried about her, I can go check on her." "I don’t care about that bitch. I just promised her I would make sure she gives birth safely."

Wyatt heard a man’s voice say. “NO! It’s your fault thinking that covering money that was never going to be directly touched by her in your energy would actually work, It’s not my fault you and your siblings are so damn stupid. It’s really amazing that Abaddon lets you even attempt to collect souls.” That time it was Daniel.

“What does that mean?” [The three members of the Young family signed a forcible contract with the main system! They offered up all their family wealth and half of their lifespans to pull you back into their world!] All my blood ran cold. Horror crept up on me like a snake winding around my heart. “I refuse to go back! I died, didn't I? I never want to see them again!” I tried to run away desperately, searching for my new family. [Warning! The forced summoning cannot be resisted! Spatial rift countdown—]

I asked softly, kissing the side of her head. “Nothing,” she whispered. “You’re lying to me.” I turned her in my arms so I could see her face. “Whatever you’re thinking… it’s about Jace, Millie, and Irene, isn’t it?” She gave a small smile, but there was steel behind it. “Yes. I’ve been weak for so long, Brett. But not anymore. I’m going to show everyone who thought I was finished — who thought I’d given up — just how wrong they are. I’m going to build something powerful here… and then I’m going to destroy them with it.”

"You're warning me? Let me make something clear. I've scheduled a bloodline severance ceremony for six weeks from now. Unless you want to revert to dying humans, I suggest you think very carefully about your next words." The line went dead silent. "You... you wouldn't." "I absolutely would. In fact, I'm looking forward to it." "But... but we'd die! My parents would die within months! Lily would age and die! I'd become human again!" "Yes. That's exactly what would happen." "You can't!" His voice broke with panic. "We'd lose everything! Our immortality, our strength, our healing! We'd be weak humans again!" "Maybe you should have thought of that before choosing Victoria over your Sire."

Sophia replied, her voice clipped, a sharp blade in the dark. As Zero slammed the Enter key, Sophia felt the red mole at the corner of her eye ignite as if pierced by a red-hot iron. A torrent of chaotic, freezing code flooded her mind, a digital blizzard of memories and malice. It was the "Shadow"—the spectral grudge from her past life, weaponized by the algorithm—making its final, desperate struggle to overwrite her soul before the connection severed.

“…yeah.” Willow stares at Aretha again. Long. Uncomfortable. Then she sighs dramatically. “Well that’s disappointing.” Aretha steps forward again. “Say one more word.” Willow lifts her chin. “You’re too old for him.” Aretha lunges. Alexander grabs her instantly. “Whoa!” “Let me go!” “No!” I step between them calmly. And look directly at Willow. “You’re not exactly young yourself.” She frowns slightly. “…I’m two hundred years old, I'm older than you all.”