It's Been 84 Years Novels & Stories

"This... this... how is this possible? Can you... can you see me?" A surprised voice sounded in the air. "Is there anything difficult?" Samuel smiled slightly. "Difficult?" The voice in the air laughed. "Do you know how long it took for the last person to see me?" "1,700,006,000 years!!" 1.7,000,006,000 years? Hearing this number, Samuel frowned. What kind of concept was this? Even if a year was casually used to count, a year every second, it could be counted for nearly 80 years! After Samuel was shocked, he felt a little sympathy for a person, who had spent a total of 1.7 billion years.

His eyes were bloodshot, but I couldn't tell if it was from exhaustion or something else. "What do you mean by that?" he demanded. I turned to face him fully, my voice cold and steady. "Irvin, how long have you known me?" His brow furrowed, but he answered automatically. "Eight years." "Exactly," I said, holding his gaze. "Eight years. Not eight days, not eight hours—eight years." "Since I was 18, and now I'm 26. It's been eight years." He opened his mouth to respond, but I didn't give him the chance.

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"Quarters is the only correct way." "I know," she said. "I have been making them for thirty years," he said. "Since BC. I never knew why quarters. It was just — the right dimension." He looked at her. "Now I know why." She looked at him. At ninety-one years old with the white hair and the eyes. "Carmen," she said. "Carmen," he confirmed. He let her hand go. Rosa wheeled him to the car. Rosa turned back once.

“When you’re finished.” “Of course,” I say. I say goodbye to Tracy, who eyes me down as she says, “Such a shameless lady trying to seduce my son.” Tate shoots her a glare sharp enough that she puts down her head. I follow Tate down the corridor to the small meeting room at the end of the hall. He holds the door as I walk in. It closes behind us and I turn to face him. “How long,” he says. “Four years,” I say. “Even before the centennial.”

let. “ Terrick” “ hmm” he hum “ how old are you?” “Am a hundred and sixty eight years old” A gasp left Catrina’s mouth “ I was right when I said you are way older than me” Terrick tensed up thinking she will leave him since his older than her for more than one hundred years “ relax am not leaving you, am staying here” she raise her head to look at him giving him a beautiful smile before turning her head and placing it back on his chest. “ what of Annex?” “Same, we were born on the same year and on the same day but am older than him for some few hours” “ and Ayra” “ she is fifty” “Your mom?” “ she is one thousand six hundred and eighty one years old” “ wow, I take it she is she is the oldest

Yang Tang said as he clenched his jaw tightly with a darkened expression. At the lounge. It was the time the competition was about to commence, everyone was eagerly waiting in anticipation for the swimmers to be brought , mainly for one person to be brought out, as the person was absolutely the reason why a lot of them came, the person was no other than Stanley. "I'll be meeting you again Stanley, It's been a good freaking ten years Stanley"She thought to herself. Amelia was lost in thought as she suddenly became scared with the sudden thought of meeting the guy she left ten years ago until she heard a loud scream, a very loud one which scared the hell outta her.

"Ugh...I have never been mated...I just turned 18 today." Well now I am very confused. In all of my research I have never heard of such an age gap nor a second chance mate, unless it is a human, being a first mate. There have been a few recorded cases of people over the age of 25 finding mates so that is less concerning. 8 years is a huge age difference.

Heidi walked in, holding the cup, and teasingly said, "Seriously, you said you wanted to sort things out, but you don't look like someone trying to sort things out. If you weren't on your period, you and Mr. Marsh would be in bed by now." Sasha rolled her eyes. "What are you even thinking?" Heidi shrugged. "Honestly, you should just give in. Stop being so stubborn. A man like Mr. Marsh is hard to find nowadays." Sasha's expression instantly became serious. She took a sip of the chamomile tea, then quietly murmured, "I know, but I'm scared." Heidi was silent for a moment before saying, "You were with Mr. Gallagher for seven years. You put up with everything, and for what? You didn't get a sin

"That was 50 years ago. Surely, you're not petty enough to hold me accountable for something from half a century ago?" "Fifty years ago? It was clearly just yesterday!" Gemma huffed, puffing her cheeks in frustration. In response, Murphy pulled out a calendar and pointed to the year. It was 2074. "How could it have been yesterday? Today is 2074. Evangeline might already be long gone, so let's forgive her, shall we?" Gemma blinked in confusion. What did Evangeline have to do with this? He was the one who orchestrated the whole charade!