Koneko Age Novels & Stories

Liam's demeanor instantly changes as he recognises his chance to cause mischief. "Conrad. We need to start giving the mighty hunteress more gifts so she doesn't hunt us. Chocolate, bags, whatever it takes". Conrad started smiling too. "Absolutely. We can't upset the mighty huntress. Anything she wants. And if memory serves, this would make her the youngest inducted hunter in centuries, correct?". Connor smiles. "In history, actually. One of the elders has been checking the record for any other children inducted. The youngest we have found is 10".

Third-person POV. A new classification has been made, a mix between littles and Neko. The government wasn't sure who to place these subjects with? Do they treat them as little or as pets? Do they need a master or a daddy? Studies have been conducted on said subject and they turned out to be a total mix, they don't go little or go pet space. They are there the whole time in the middle, the best description has been made by their caregivers was kittens. A Neko, but a baby one, not totally a little since all Neko got a sex drive, unlike littles who are asexual. They go through a mating season, only after they hit the twenty-one-year-old age mark, the Neko would complain from his/hers princess p

“How old is she, anyway?” “Five hundred years?” Said Zephyr, but full of doubt. My eyes went wide, “Five hundred years?! Holy sh*t!” “No, I’ve heard from one member on luna Acacia pack that she was like a thousand years old.” Elm trying to correct Zephyr, like he was not just giving a very huge gap of an age. Aaron looks at me and felt amused looking at my expression, “The two of you need to stop, you will burn kitty Cat’s brain circuit.”

"I never told you about it because we both wanted to find our mate first. So, I was... "Chris, you’re still twenty-one. Male wolves can find their mate until they are twenty-eight. As for now, who knows? Your partner might not even be eighteen yet. You shouldn’t rush because Moon Goddess had a habit of keeping an age difference of a maximum of ten years." Hearing this, Chris groaned. He knew I was right about that part.

Damn, I really hope that I have someone that looks at me like that someday. “How old were you when Luna Kennedy turned eighteen?” “Thirty-one. You’re way too young to give up on the idea of finding your fated mate, if that’s where you’re thoughts are going,” he says as we begin sparring again. It was, but I don't say that.

"She's... A little different. I don't want you to be surprised or your son to get scared. My niece, she's a little, uh, hot-tempered and sometimes, when she's not happy, she'll be, uh, err... Weird." I looked at Kenji with pity. Knowing that he was a human raising a werewolf child who was growing up, I understood how much hardship he had to go through. "Professor Kenji, may I ask you something?" I said carefully. "Of course, ask." "That niece of yours, how old is she and has she passed the age of receiving her status?" Kenji's eyebrows rose. "Today is her sixteenth birthday." "I think, from what you've explained about her behavior, she may have already received her status. Is she an Alpha, B

She was merely another warm pussy of my most despised one, the one who was carrying my Pup, and I had no intention of introducing myself to them. "My King, don't say that. Although everyone is aware of how you feel about the Sparrow pack, a young girl shouldn't be involved in this." The oldest she-wolf in the Midnight Moon pack, Aunt Mary, spoke before turning to face Elder Sachin. "I even heard that she recently turned 18 years old." Fuck that, man. "Kaylee, what do I do?" I joined our minds. Just be honest with them. He returned the favor.

As expected, Agnes ignored Janita's joke and began to explain. "Do you know that at the age of 18, every werewolves gets a mate? The moon goddess would choose who their mate would be. A mate is like-" "I know what a mate is, Agnes. What I don't understand is why you are telling me this. Looks like you've gotten yourself a mate finally," Janita said and Agnes giggled. "Funny!" then she continued. "I'm telling you this because the day that everyone has been waiting for is finally here..." She said so excitedly that Janita could even hear it in her voice.

Word had reached Haggoz just as he was leaving a meeting with the king and his council that the prisoner might be ill. It had alarmed him, and he had quickly made an excuse to the king and rushed from the chamber as soon as he could to go check on her. Love had come late in life to Haggoz, and when it had, it hit him hard. Werewolves matured early and Haggoz had been not quite thirty years old when he first met Keanna. Werewolf males usually were mated and raising children by their early twenties, but the war had been far more important to Haggoz. He was content with casual partners, having no wish to tie himself down and have a nursery full of children like some of the younger officers.

"You can't skip training, Kira. Come on!" "Fine." I rolled my eyes as my shoulders dropped. "But you will let me win in our training tomorrow if I guess your age right." He smirked, looking so confident with his chocolate eyes glittering. "Deal." He crossed his arms as he waited for my guess. I looked up, thinking deeply. I read in books that werewolves usually age longer than humans, probably a hundred or thousand years. I closed my eyes and suddenly a lightning numbers flash in my vision; number two, then, three, and seven.