Forever Under Twenty Novels & Stories

Mercy said with humour as she leaned on the wall for support and they chuckled, the loud noise hitting the ceiling. Esther blushed and tangled both of them in her arms. Mercy's joke awakened the happy dream she had had some time back. She was not growing any younger and two pointed breasts had sprouted on her chest, but she had no interest in just any man; if she were to fall in love, it would be with someone charming, one with a good heart and character; who would love her unconditionally with or without money or riches. Such was the man that would own her heart, just like the young man she had seen in her dream. As she made a recap, her heart was so delighted that she desired to relive the

Wasn't Twenty supposed to be a magical birthday and a milestone into adulthood, accompanied by great privileges and legal implications? Wasn't Twenty the age to vote, buy a house, wed your high school sweetheart, go to jail, get sued, and gamble away your tuition in Vegas? Well, mine wasn't.

said Phoebe in a serious tone. “What are you guys talking about? What did you find, Mom? I wanna know too,” “NO!!” Phoebe and her mom scream in unison. “What? Why are you two yelling at me?! Am I doing something wrong?!” “Sorry, Princess. But this is forbidden for under 18,” said Phoebe in a serious and icy style. “Hey! I’m 21 now!” “You’ll be our forever baby to us, Princess,” said their Mom, still laughing out loud.

I squeezed Andrew's hand tighter with a smile spreading across my face. Then the bouncer stopped us. He scrutinized my face and I thought he will be one of such people that will call be ugly and say that I do not belong in this club. "You've got to be kidding me.. " said the bouncer with a deadpanned face. "Girls under the age of twenty aren't allowed into the club." He stated with a bored expression and my jaw dropped. What the fuck, dude? I wanted to say that aloud but I swallowed. I should've been used to this by now. I am twenty one fucking years old. So why the heck do people think I'm younger than twenty?

"That's probably the saddest part. I wasn't even heartbroken today. I was just humiliated." Daniel said nothing, but he was listening. I could feel it. "I want to feel something real tonight," I said. "Something that's actually mine. Not safe, not responsible, not planned." I looked up at him. "Want to do something crazy?" He turned to face me fully for the first time. "Define crazy." My eyes drifted to the window. Across the street, half-hidden between a cocktail bar and a souvenir shop, a neon sign flickered in pink and gold. Chapel of Love. Open 24 Hours. Weddings While You Wait.

Eventually, I had to be honest with the guy and end the relationship. Kevin smiled at me, understanding the turmoil within. "I'll leave you be. Call me if you need to talk," he offered before departing, leaving me to confront the deafening silence and the emptiness that enveloped me. Suddenly, became aware of the silence around me and the emptiness within me. Suddenly, I longed for the comforting presence of my mom, my aunt. I yearned to regress into a child again, seeking solace in my mother's embrace, as she held me tight and assuring that everything would be alright.

To Weston’s relief, Malakai seems to sense his distress and takes over the questioning. Alec nods, miserable. “He said we have twenty-four hours. If we haven’t delivered Millan, they’ll kill Jace.” Amir breaks down then, anger leaving him suddenly as the tears take over. It was just the three of them left ever since their parents died when Andy was ten years old, Jace eight, and Amir five. They’ve been taken in by the Blayne’s then. Weston embraces his friend as he sobs uncontrollably. It’s as if Amir’s previous anger is just passed down to him.

"As long as you hide it well, you can live happily forever. Milton's deaf. He won't notice." When they mentioned my name, the smile on Penelope's face froze. Her expression turned icy in an instant.

“Besides, you’ll be twenty-one soon enough. Come back.” Camila’s cheeks pinkened. “Two and a half years is a long time.” “No way,” Dante said. “I figured you for at least twenty.” He turned to Dario. “She could pass our bouncers with a fake ID.” “No,” Dario and I said together. Dante flashed his handsome grin. “I’m trying to help out here.”

Chapter 20: Clea 20 years later "Sir, Clea didn't go to her school today, her teacher just called and was looking for her, she also didn't go to school yesterday," Amy said, their made, a young woman with an age of 25. Grey became a successful businessman after what happened 20 years ago.