Grimes Age Novels & Stories

"So who was your Sire and or Maker from there?'' My father asked as I was happy he was trying his best. I dug into my stew as I listened to the conversation, my free hand reaching for Gracie's leg under the table to soothe her through our mate-bond as I felt her anxiety. "Oh, um, her name was Naomi Falls." Gracie said, smiling eagerly at my touch. "Naomi Falls?" My mother piped up, wiping her mouth. "Yes, she was around 2,605 years old before those horrid hunters hunted her down." Gracie said as I felt her sadness in my chest. "Huh,well, Jasmine Fields has been a close ally, and I never heard of this person." My mother said, causing the entire room to go silent as I looked at my mate, who se

"But I know he will be a good one. He is amazing, with our two year old daughter." I kissed Luke’s, cheek. "I can't wait to see you on baby duty." "Send us a video of that." Natalia chuckled. "Will do." I smiled. "How old are you?" Grace asked me. "Almost 20." "Sounds like someone poked holes in Luke’s, condoms." His friend Chace, said. I rolled my eyes at him. "Yeah tons. I couldn't wait to become a teen mom." "I hope I'm not late." That annoying voice. They all waved at her.

It makes me wonder if this man is speaking the truth or not. I watch him talk, his jawlines straight and his face attractive. He can pass for a young man of 30 and not in the age group of Griffin who just clocked 45. However, the whitish hair on his face proved me wrong. He is just too attractive for his age. “...Well, a lot including your pretty little girl….”

Grisella POV ________ When I was a teenager, my mind was filled with beautiful dreams. The dreams that I enthusiastically want to achieve. The one thing that I was most afraid of in those days was death. My youthful spirit may have faded now. I am not young, Grisella anymore. Grisella Winston, my name sounds simple. I am 24 this year. The more I grow up, the more thirsty for my world. At first, I was a novelist who produced extraordinary works. I have fans everywhere, I make a lot of money, and it allows me to buy whatever I want. This time if I remember, it still feels beautiful

I'm like a drug addict who can't enough. Janna Grimes is walking her way to their new home one night. It was after her work at Glyden Technology. She was one of the rising programmers of the company who spearheaded the creation of the hottest dating app in the country. Grimes is an intelligent woman who earns more than enough to support herself and her family. Unfortunately, her success made her a target of an evil monster roaming around. She didn't even had any idea that someone was following her. The next thing she knew, she was grabbed by someone the moment she turned to a corner.

“It’s been a long time for me, though, Kylie. I haven’t been in a serious, long-term relationship since high school.” I wasn’t certain of Grandma Kris’s exact age because she always observed her birthdays as a celebration of life, rather than the passage of a certain number of years. If I had to guess, I would say that she was in her early-seventies, but she had a timeless quality about her, which made it possible that I was off by ten years in either direction.

she smiled. "Yeah, right? Wait till you find out I already have triplets by the same bastard that wants to get married in three weeks," I internalized. I heard Grace sigh sadly, "I wish I had a man like Frank. I am already twenty-three years old, yet I haven't found my mate yet."

After all, it is my mate's parents. "If Grimrose Celestine was born on March 16, 2006, that makes her 17 years old, right?" I asked. Their laughters died as they darted their gaze at me. Roman stopped laughing and shifted his expression into a serious one. Out of the four of us here, only I and Roman knows exatcly why I suddenly kept quiet. "Yeah. Your mate is still a minor, Ryler. I do not even know how she felt that she is your mate. She's not even at her right age yet," Clemento replied.

“She killed your mother? She looks to be what, 16? 18? Didn’t your mother die years ago?” I stood frozen in my spot, not daring to look up or even breathe. Kinsley also seemed to be struck speechless. It was rare for her to ever be called out. “She died 6 years ago.” Kinsley finally answered after a long moment. “Grace was 14. Old enough to know better.” “I see.”

Jax sits down. "William? How old is Grace?" Neal asked. I look at him, confused. William looked at me for a moment before looking back at him. "23," He answered. "25," Dex corrected. William looked at him. "No, I believe she is 23." Dex hums. "Her birthday is May 10th, 1996. She is 25, about to be 26." William hums. "Grace?" He says. I look at William, irritated that he didn't even know.