Jon Zimmer Jr Age Novels & Stories

“Long story. Z, come on, and for Pete’s sake, leave the Red Vines.” Z secured the top of the Red Vine package with a black binder clip before springing out of his chair. Z was twenty-eight years old and from Ohio. He was tall, skinny, and had freckles and red hair. He also had the restless energy of an eight-year-old boy. Yrah suspected that was why he didn’t gain any weight despite having the appetite of a hippo. The boy only consumed sugar and saturated fats.

“I know it’s a little late to ask, but how old are you?” She smiled. “I’m eighteen.” He breathed a sigh of relief. At least he wouldn’t be arrested. But then again, they were only going to make out. He felt like a kid again at the prospect. “How old are you?” she asked. “I just turned twenty-one,” he replied, then a devious smile lit his lips. “Too old?” “No. Just right.” Jasmine shrugged. “Besides, you’re only three years older than me.” He nodded. “Well, let’s get out of here.” Zain closed her door and slid into the driver’s seat a moment later. Then he thought of something. “Why haven’t you kissed anyone before now?”

Zane giggled “Nope! You won’t find any until you are 20 years old” Zach retorted and my eyes went wide. “Wait, Zane…how old are you?” I gasped and Adrian laughed. “How old does he look?” “Maybe 23” I shrugged “No!, Liam is 23 and Zane is 19” he replied with a low laugh. My jaw dropped, I faced Zane and then Zach, “Are you surprised?” he asked me “Why shouldn’t I be? Yes I am. This kid is part of your activities”

As soon as General King finished his sentence, Axton immediately said, “That’s true, Sergeant Larson. You’re the only man capable of saving Rheasia now! Sigh, what a waste that I’m already over 40 years old, or else I’m going to take part in the competition and punish these foreigners ruthlessly!” Dick said, “If I’m not mistaken, Sergeant Larson, you’re only 29 years old this year and you’re totally qualified to take part in the competition! With your capability, you’ll surely be able to make these foreigners wet their pants in terror and you can beat them up ferociously in the competition!” Quite a number of people were astonished to learn that Zayn was only 29 years old. They knew that he

Zion already sprawls in the back like he owns the damn minivan with one arm hooked over the seat while basketball shorts sling so low the waistband are a temptation. His thighs spread wide enough to scream ‘plant your needy little ass right here, sis, and don’t pretend you haven’t been dreaming about it.’ I’m nineteen and my pussy has been on a hair-trigger for him since the day our parents swapped rings in that tacky backyard ceremony. He’s twenty-two and looks like the kind of guy who could ruin your life, film it, and make you thank him for the viral clip. I crawl in with my sundress riding up my thighs. There are no panties because Jada’s psycho ass slid into my DMs at 3 a.m. with a voic

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

He smirked. “Not to sound cliché, but the quarterback,” I giggled. “Ah, you like the star of the team, huh?” Matt chuckled. “Actually, his sister is a family friend from New York,” I advised. “Oh, so you know him personally?” Matt queried. “Yes, Zander is a wonderful person. So is his sister. Did you know that their parents passed away in a car accident when Zander was only 5 years old?” I informed. “No, I didn’t,” Matt uttered. “What a tragedy. Poor kid.”

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.

“Josh is 26 years old. He’s the perfect balance between my Old Man and Mother. He’s serious but caring. He’s not the oldest, but he always finds a way to take care of us... It’s interesting to see how Jeremiah’s stern manner can’t go against our little brother.” I can imagine this interaction… it must be really fun and affectionate. “Jordan is almost your age. To be exact, he’s nine months older than you.” He murmurs thoughtfully, and I find myself wondering how he can say it so accurately. But as if trying to distract the thought, Julian raises his voice, sounding more enthusiastic, “He has a band... He’s the guitarist. Jordy always said he wanted to be a rock star. I’d say he’s the most ca

" Jubilee said adamantly. "Jones is twenty five years old. Five years older than you, you know right?" Nick asked with a scoff. "I don't care. Age is just a number. And Jones has never treated me like a child. I don't even understand why you wouldn't let me date him. Is he a flirt? Is there something bad about him that I don't know about huh? Tell me!" Jubilee yelled at him. "Hey Jubilee, don't yell at your brother." Grandma Nadia said sharply. Jubilee closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.