Got7 Oldest To Youngest Novels & Stories

they kept small talking on their way back " So what are their Names?" " the oldest is called Draco, the middle is Azar and the youngest is Kai" " This are very beautiful names, not even I could've done a better job" " oh please it was very easy to pick these names it only took the whole night" they looked at each other and started laughing " looks like we have arrived " *sigh* " yeah it seems so " " than good night Celea" " good night "

Molly questioned. “Braxton will go first since he is the youngest, followed by Dimitri since he is the oldest. From there it will go Gina, Me, Chastity, Peter, Lexi, Naomi, Melissa, Rowen, Lexi, Jax, Colby, Ross.” Joe explained. “Um. That’s kind of confusing.” Melissa said. “Dad, not everything has to be organized to the tiniest detail, all of the time.” Rowen said with chuckle.

When I remained silent, he continued, "Twenty-seven years ago, there lived two cousins. They grew up together under the care of their grandfather, so they were as thick as thieves. That was until the eldest one came of age. It was around the same time the grandfather was on the brink of death. As the alpha of their pack, the old man thought it would be nice to recommend one of his grandsons to take the baton from him on his deathbed. You would expect that he would choose the eldest who is past eighteen. But surprisingly, he recommended the youngest whose eighteenth birthday was still a while away. This didn't go down well with the eldest grandson, who always felt that members of the pack dis

Thanos replies. "Yes sir! But may I know a little about them first?" I ask. "Tyson is the oldest. He's like a carbon copy of Dimitri when it comes to attitudes and personality. Rowan is well Rowan. He is the prankster of the younger ones. Dovelin is the third oldest and can be quite sassy for her age. Shiloh is the youngest and she is well shy. She talks to you or clings to you than she trusts you." Aphrodite says.

Dad said but was interrupted when my brother came in. "Hey guys," Dame said "Hello," they said and Mr.R then said: "Boys introduce yourself," "Hey, I'm Lucas the youngest 17," he said and gave me a hug "You know me I'm the three oldest 18," he said hugging me "You know me as well, I'm second oldest 20," Oscar said to me giving me a small smile "I'm Raphael. the oldest 22" The hot guy said smiling at me before I could say something Ms. Natalia said to her husband

Maddie admitted, biting her lips in embarrassment. “Well in that case, there is no need for argument.” Mira happily clapped her hand and continued with her signature giggle, as both Axel and Avril looked towards her with curiosity “Because neither of you are the oldest.” “Huh?” Axel and Avril still had a blank expression. “My husband is the oldest…. then there is Marvin, Aengus….” “Okay… okay… we get it…” Both Axel and Avril raised their hands in defeat as they realized Mira’s logic and interrupted her from calling out the names of all their cousins.

The naughty one piped up again, his little voice dripping with arrogance as he riled up his siblings. “Listen to me, guys! I was the first one to wake up out of all of us, and I was the first to start speaking—which makes me the oldest! You’re supposed to listen to the oldest, so I urge you to listen to me. Let’s come out and fight! I’ll smash the enemies in no time! I'll protect all of you and protect mummy as well! Believe in me!!!”

She was pale and trembling even though she was trying her best to hide it. Guilt flooded me. I knew she felt like shit but didn’t want to say anything because of the conversation we had in the car. “You’re the oldest,” she said. “What makes you think that?” I asked curiously. She shrugged. “I guess it’s the way you handle things, and probably your dominance.” “Devrim is the oldest,” I told her. “Ezra and I are only a few years apart, but Ezra is the youngest.” I chuckled. “Technically you are the youngest.”

I watch intently as the four cars exchange in first place for three laps straight, everytime one tries to change their tactic it's like the others sense it and block it. In the end number eighteen wins, I laugh when I see Carrie step out of the car, followed by Carson then Carlos and Carter. "Who's the oldest?" I ask as we descend down to the track. "Carrie, born eighteen minutes past eight in the morning." It then clicks in my head, the numbers represents the times they were born. "Are you guys ready?" Carrie asks, Xander looks at me, I nod and then he nods. "Good, Carter get the cars." She instructs, Carter silently agrees and disappears somewhere.

Fay could recognize Tom, the head gamma. The room was spaciously large. A long table and chairs sat in the middle of it. The chairs and length of the table made the room look like a dining room. Klein was sitting on the head chair, the first chair. By his right was Tom the head gamma, he was one of the oldest werewolves in the pack too. Next to Tom was Priscilla, another one of the oldest werewolves. She was a Beta. By Klein's left sat Yul, the omega and also an old werewolf and beside Yul sat Bob, another Beta, the youngest of the elders of the pack but also one of the oldest werewolves in the pack. They did not look old despite their age, they looked young, and they were werewolves.