Jay Cinco Age Novels & Stories

His tone sounded bleak. Baby Zetty pondered and said, “I’m 76 years old this year.” Jay dug his nails into his flesh… “But it seems like your words and actions resemble that of a 16-year-old-girl?” Jay said. Although Baby Zetty looked old, she was still a child after all. She did not have the capability to deal with the more experienced Jay Ares.

Jackson calls through, MJ getting up and walking through to us smiling. “Can Marcus get you to bed today?” MJ stares at me for a short while but nods. “Okay, I am going to sound bad right now, but how old are MJ and the girls now?” I feel awful, I have missed so many of their birthdays. “The girls just turned seven, MJ turns five in two weeks.” Well, I guess I won’t miss his fifth birthday. “Come on then, you can show me how you get ready for bed.” Nodding MJ walks upstairs with me following, walking to the bathroom he stays quiet, I turn the tap on and turn to him.

they all chorused. Cynthia smiled, revealing her deep dimples. "I think I'm older than everyone here, so you should call me Sister Cynthia. Let's get to know each other better." "I don't want to," Jay said. "Pardon?" she asked. "I don't want to call you sister. You look younger than me," Jay explained. "Jay, I'm four years older than you," Cynthia told him. "So?" he asked. "Does that mean you're older? We're still in the same generational bracket. The age difference is not even five years yet," Jay pointed out.

She rolled her eyes again. Fred clenched his fists and was about to yell at Cora but Jayda stopped him with a warm touch and a peck. She gave him the look that said 'I have things under control.' "How old are you?" Jayda started. "I'm 22. Why'd you ask?" Cora drew her eyes in askance.

“Jade?” “I’m sorry,” she whispered, sitting up slowly. “I just...” “We called your dad,” Andres interrupted. “How old are you?” “Nineteen,” she answered softly. Jose Luna stormed in like a hurricane, scooping Jade into his arms. He checked her over like she was a fragile package. “Cristiano,” he said, pulling him into a rough hug. “Thank you for saving her.”

James said. “You have a daughter?” Tiffany whisper yelled at me. But it was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. I scratched the back of my head, “you see. I didn’t tell you about her before because she’s 24, and I’m only supposed to be 30. But in reality, I’m 105.” Tiffany’s jaw dropped. “Oh good! You told her about us! Does that mean she wants to transition to be a vampire too?” Julia asked.

I rocked slowly back and forth with my son in my arms, feeding him a bottle of formula. He was beautiful with dark blonde, soft curls and bright green eyes, a normal six-month-old baby, even though he was only a few weeks old. Amy said that Jase would be full grown within ten years and I planned to enjoy every moment of it. He would also live a long life. Amy was living proof of it. She was technically sixty-two years old, but didn't look a day over twenty-five.

I hear her say to herself as she is motivating herself not realizing the call is still going. I quickly wake my brother up and point to my phone I think he gets it and I put the call on speaker as I hear her taking deep breaths trying to calm herself down. I show my brother the number he track it while looking into whose it is. It comes back to a nineteen year old Jaymes Tevin Jones. It also shows her location out of the city in the forests. "You say Mark brother's friend?" I ask I hear a small gasp I'm sure she is shocked I'm still on the call. I signal my brother to get ready. He knows to also wake up at least a few more of my guys as I go to my room and get dressed.

May gasped before answering. "I-I am twenty-two." "That's better." Madame Jade tapped her red lips with her finger. "Hm… to be honest, you are a little older than I thought. Ah... no matter. I'll tell those who ask that you're still 17. Men here love young girls, and with your high school girl looks, no one will know." May pressed her hand to her chest and forced herself to breathe as she realized the implications of what Madame Jade said. This woman was going to sell her for pleasure.

Five years of marriage. Then I saw his post. “Happy fifth anniversary to my beautiful wife. Five years with you still feels like the beginning.”I smiled without even realizing it. Today is going to be a good day,I told myself. Damian and I had been married for five years. Five years of loving him, adjusting to him, building a life around him. He had been away on a business trip for months now, and I had been counting down the days to this one. He promised he would be available just this day and I believed him.