How Old Is Ben Ten Novels & Stories

The following morning we had breakfast at the usual time and then Justin wanted us all to meet him in the shooting gallery. Ben and I were walking behind all the others but we weren’t holding hands this time. We weren’t really allowed to fraternize with each other. It was one of the big rules around here so we needed to be careful. “So, how old are you anyway?” I asked. “19.” He said. “Wow. I actually thought you were older than that.” I said.

I nod, "Remember our deal Ben. When you're 17, you can court her." Ben pouts, "Things might happen within four years from now." He looks at me, "I know you're worrying about the fact that I might replace you as my most favorite woman." I try to hide my smile. "But you will always be my most favorite woman in the world, mom. You'll always be the first woman I've loved." He continues. I kiss his temple, "I love you too Benedict." He hates when I call him that. "Just Ben, mom." He whines.

asked Ben who was sitting next to Eren. "Yeah, pretty much Ben. Maybe it's because I haven't been exercising much lately, hosh hosh…” Eren answered with his breath coming out of breath. "Hehehe, this is just Eren's warm-up. We still have ten more exercises to do,” said Ben, laughing a little. "What?! There are ten more?!” said Eren surprised.

Stanley said shortly. They began talking while each and every shared their thoughts until Stanley's name was heard from the entrance which gripped him almost instantly. As it was the face he had seen ten years ago , even though it has totally changed compared to ten years ago , he could still recognize the face and the voice. Stanley was still seated as his mind suddenly went blank and he didn't know what was happening at that particular moment until he was roughly pulled up by her. "Stanley it been ten years"Stanley could hear the angelic voice in his head but before he could react , soft lips collided with his lips, making him get glued In that particular spot.

Benny popped up from behind the rock like a jack jumping out of its box. "Ready?" he asked. Benjamin was a sixteen-year-old that had saved mine and our lives several times. He was extremely brave and loyal to a fault… and on the other hand he was also head strong and fool hardy. I was always worrying about him jumping headfirst into danger.

I looked at him with a mix of sadness and confusion plastered on my face. “I didn’t know I could do that..” I said truthfully. Beta Cornelius frowned “How old are you?” He asked me. I smiled as I replied “I just turned 10 today!” I exclaimed happily. His eyes widened along with Brayden’s eyes. “You just turned 10?” He asked with shock clear in his voice. I nodded and smiled wide. “Happy Birthday, Little One.” Beta Cornelius smiled as he spoke. “Thank you!” I said with an even wider smile.

, he stretched his hands trying to grip hers but she kept pushing it away, " better you shut your mouth and correct your mistakes or dad will roast it in fire " He tried getting on his feet when Imelda drew him back to the bed, she clutched her palm with his licking her lips seductively " What's that for ? " How old are you Benard ? ", She questioned him He smiled, " I'm 22… and you ? ", He referred back to her " I'm 17… so don't you think it's gonna work out for us ? Don't mind dad and mum… if we persist they'll set us free ", Imelda stated

Bethany comes to her side while a whinny Bella holds onto her hand. Bella is almost 4 now and beautiful. Bethany and Brooke always tell us how much she looks like her dad which makes them smile. She is loved by so many people here and has all the family that she needs but still, she is always told about the family that was lost that awful day.

God, I hope I wasn't this immature when I was twenty. "Alright, let's take a look," Ben said. He was way too excited. Just wait until his girlfriend finds out about his behavior. "Seriously?" "Yes." "All these girls are either too young or too immature. Look at how some of them are dressed." "What's your problem? They all look hot."

Amanda answered, wearing a matching expression. "So, what does that mean? Is he a student? Was he young?" Ellie asked, glancing at Amanda. Amanda shook her head and replied, "No, he looked at least 18 or 19. He's probably out of school already. He didn't want to let me go. It was scary actually. He was possessive, growling at anyone that came near, even within his pack." "What's his name?" Ellie asked. Amanda smiled and said, "Ben."