Latrelle On My Block Age Novels & Stories

She’s paler than usual, but her eyes are alert and full of that particular mischief that only returns when things start to feel okay again. Hope tastes like sugar on the back of my tongue. “So,” Lili says, arms crossed, “guess what?” Leyla leans forward. “What?” “My cousin —” “Jackson,” River interrupts helpfully — since Lili has lots of cousins. “Yes,” Lili says proudly, “he’s building us a brand-new skateboard rink at Black Pit.” Wait. What? I blink, then stare at the glass like it might correct what I just heard. Leyla can’t even balance on one leg without falling over. She’s a stem cell transplant away from the afterlife — she’ll break her bones or get a concussion.

"You ain't gotta tell me. My mama already cussed me out for trying to sit down. She talking about, 'We ain't gon' be embarrassed by these other blocks!'" Sade laughed, shaking her head. "It’s serious business." And it was. Their block had a reputation to uphold. Unlike some areas of the city, their street was lined with newly built brownstones and had a mix of long time residents and newer families with money. They had the best DJs, the best setups, and always the best food. Everybody wanted an invite. "Where’s Marco?" Claudia asked, nudging Sade playfully. "I ain't seen him around today."

Clay is happy to just be a moocher. We also have two younger siblings as well, Legend and Amara. Legend is fifteen and he plays football. He recently started dating this girl from school. They’re both too young to actually go out, so they mostly hang out here or at her house. They’re cute together. And Amara is thirteen. She is in that awkward stage between being a kid and a teenager. She has braces, crushes hardcore on boy bands and recently joined the cheerleading squad.

I asked. “Carraroe, it is an hour’s drive from here,” Leah said. “So, Lena, how old are you today?” Lilly asked. “Eighteen,” I replied. “Ooh you are old enough to find your mate now,” Lilly squealed in excitement. Her response had me thinking about Josh. But not wanting the memory of him to ruin my new life, I pushed all thoughts of him out of my mind. “How old are you girls?” I asked. “Nineteen,” Julie replied.

I replied. "If you don't trust us, how can we rely on you to be obedient?" Brielle queried. "Don't get me wrong; if I had a magic button that would kill every A****n over the age of 17, I'd been pounding that bitch as hard as I could," I grinned. "A better cut-off age would be 15, but I kinda think Loraine deserves a chance to grow up to not be like the rest of you."

"she adds." **************************************************** Uptown streets: cleaner, quieter, all glass and angles. I’m early—ten minutes, which is perfect—and I circle once around the block to burn off the edge of adrenaline, the train left behind. I texted the group chat: Me: At the building. Not dead. Rhea: ALIVE AND EMPLOYABLE, Proud of you already. Elias: Breathe in for four, out for six. Shoulders down. You got it...... ************************************TBC.....................

And my wolf is absolutely not a fan either. “Don’t drool too much”. Jax pops up beside me. I shake my head. “Not really drooling Jax”. “Oh ... you could have fooled me. I was starting to think that you and little miss Lele had a thing going on”. He looks at me with one eyebrow raised. “No Jax ... for god's sake she is nineteen, she is a teenager”. I shake my head again. “I could never do that”. He looks at her. “But you really really want to ... if you weren’t so hung up on the whole age thing”.

I'm your second oldest brother , I'm 27 and my name is Anthon" Said the one whom I hugged at the funeral "I'm the third oldest brother Liam and I'm 25" And then two guys spoke together "We are twins , I'm Karen and I'm kabir we are 24" they said "Lilith introduce yourself to them" Aunt said. "Hello I'm Lilith and I'm 14" I said while looking down I was really nervous they all looked so intimidating and not gonna lie I was scared of their aura "We will leave for New York tonight Pack your important stuff coz we can buy all the other thing over there " Victor said and I mumbled "okay"

Georgina explained. "Someone bumped into me on my way to class this morning, he said his name is Jerald, he looks so new, he still had his hair.” Amari asked. "Oh!" Georgina exclaimed. "I met him twice, he's cool, quite funny and I wondered what brought him here at his age." "How old is he?" Bethany asked, licking her fingers. "He's twenty-five.” Georgina answered. "There's no age limit for one to come here," Bethany said.

*Patient: Veronica Hale* *Estimated due date: October 12, 2026* *Current gestational age: 14 weeks* He stared at the date. Counted backward. Fourteen weeks from now. Fourteen weeks ago— The conference table. The night they’d been so desperate they hadn’t even thought about protection. His knees buckled. Sandra caught him before he hit the floor. He looked up at her through blurred vision. “She’s pregnant,” he whispered. Sandra nodded once. “With my grandchild.” The words landed like stones in still water.