Landon Clements Age Novels & Stories

“For not undermining my authority in front of Liam. I do not want him to grow up spoiled with choices and learn the fact that he could deny me at his whim. He is young, too young to perceive the choices and actions.” Landon gave a knowing nod. “I know. But the boy is a little ahead of his age, too.” “I know.” Liam has always achieved little milestones a lot faster than other children of his age and sometimes, it was difficult for me to keep up with him, and that boy was barely five years old. “And Elea,” Landon said with an unreadable expression sketched all over his face I could barely read before it was gone. “…don’t think of starving under my roof. You will finish everything on your plate

I came to this town again and again on this day every year just to take a glance. "what about her? do she still remember? or it is just me waiting or wanting to see her...atleast as a 'friend!' " As I continue to stare that minuscule square apartment, I can see myself getting younger and younger, the plants, trees, building everything started to change, this small town changed too. I started walking down that street, with hands in my pocket, perfectly combed slightly brownish hair with my black eyes. I am Landon. Landon Miller, 15 years old. This is my story, I promise not to leave anything out.

She occasionally tossed a flower or clump of herbs into the flames, creating a small popping noise. "I got the news you requested," Cyrus replied, getting comfortable beside him. He had a manila envelope in his hand, and Landon reached out, ripping it open to scan the contents inside. "You're sure?" he asked, looking over at him with wide eyes. "I looked into it myself, sir," he told him, somberly. He looked down at the page again and recited the name. "Cleo," he said, rolling it around his mouth. "Age five."

There were several there talking and offering condolences. "Landon." Lottie touched his brother, a tall boy looked at me. "What's happening?" "Could you take Eva to her house? It's night and it's dangerous for her to go alone." Landon looked at me from head to toe, it caught my attention that he had a tattoo on his neck. Lottie's brother is quite attractive and he is seen to be older than her, maybe he is around twenty-three years old. I'll just be sixteen in a few months.

Strong…and dangerous…and married to my mother… I stared at her, my mouth wide opened, my breath catching in my throat. “Five hundred years?” I said, my voice cracking. “You’re telling me Landon’s been alive for half a millennium? That’s… that’s not possible. How does he not look older than fifty?”

I asked. Jaimie stood to his full height which was few inches taller than me. A fact that he never let me forget. I had thought once I turned eighteen, I would finally catch up to him but alas, even at 6’6, he was the giant of the family. “Smart mouth over here fell and scraped his knee.” Jaimie spoke in amusement. I looked at Landon who was avoiding eye contact with me. Even at nine, he had a stubbornness about him that felt impossible to shake off.

Luna Ashley followed Tyler inside and I turned to Landon who now had a big smile on his face before he said, “I can’t believe you really are here. I guess they finally told you on your eighteenth birthday.” Part of what he said was true but it wasn’t because they wanted to but I didn’t want to get into all those details with my brother that I had just met. “Yeah, something like that.” I said back to him as I looked down to the ground and kicked at the dirt below my feet.

His horse was still acting out a bit, and Kit wished she could do something to ensure he wouldn’t have to put up with another ill-timed rebellion, but Landon was strong and seemed accomplished enough to handle the steed, now that he knew what the horse was capable of. He was a well-formed man, the Representative from Brendrake. The youngest of all of the men, Landon was three years younger than Kit who’d just celebrated her twenty-first birthday shortly before her Choosing began. Landon was tall and muscular with light blond hair, blue eyes, and the sort of jovial grin that always sent Kit’s heart blazing when she looked at him. She was planning on Rooming him soon, but now that the field wa

Whenever they met face to face, they never exchanged pleasant words. Xavier retorted, "Last name aside, they're still my kids. But what about you, Landon? You're 29, but still single? Do you have trouble getting someone to marry you? Do you want me to set you up with someone? Landon scoffed. "Do you think I'm you? If I wanted to get married, you really think I wouldn't be able to find someone?"

Landon cuts me off and begins to carry me over his arms. I squeal as I held onto his neck. "Landon! Oh my god Landon put me down. Please. Please." I begged. Landon chuckles, “What do you think cookie ear?” Ben laughs too. "Throw her to the water uncle Landon!" "No! No you can't and you won't do that." I begin to kick my feet. “Ben, young man you are in big trouble!” Landon continues to laugh and he's just a very handsome three-two year old man, "Relax. I won't throw you to the pool."