Lay Bankz Age Novels & Stories

"All the benefits of youth and the perks of being a grown woman....must be nice." "It's my turn to ask, how old are you?" asked Layla feeling slightly insulted by being asked her age. Brick's smirk only seemed to widen. "I'm thirty-one by most accounts," he replied smugly. "All the benefits of being a grown man and none of the responsibilities." Layla shook her head. She had never met anyone as unseemly and as arrogant as Brick, but she found it both amusing and annoying at the same time. "It figures, it's a wonder you taste like cheap booze and cigarette smoke." she countered his recent brand of insults about her chapstick.

He blankly stared at the girl across from him and after a while, he frowned, then he cautiously asked. “I know I might sound rude, but I swear I am just curious as I could not make a guess no matter how I try,” Ashdod stated carefully. “Do you mind telling me how old you are?” “Eighteen,” Lexy answered without offense at all. “Well, Ethan is turning twenty-four on his next birthday. I don’t think that is much of a gap, though,” Ashdod shrugged his shoulders as he spoke with his eyebrows raised. “Twenty-four? Not thirty-four?” Lexy exclaimed. “How can he own a club at such a young age and the most famous to youngsters to top it all off.”

~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.

"Could be better." "I am Bryan, thirty five years old, single, my family lives in London. I make good music for a living." "I am thirty three, single. I'm a prosecuting attorney that resides in my mother land Nigeria. I am an orphan, I don't have a family and I don't want to talk about it." "Then let's talk about good sex." *** At the snooker board, Bryan, Andre and Gentle play snooker. Bryan looks at his wrist watch.

“Yes, anything. But if you lose, you’ll have to do whatever I want.” ‘If I can guess his age…’ Layla mused. ‘What can I ask him for? Ah, why is my mind completely blank? Can I ask for more information about the Parliamentarians or the Zenzens? Isn’t that too confidential? Then what can I ask him for that wasn’t too confidential but is important? I can think of that later, but how am I going to guess his exact age? He looks around thirty, but that can’t be his age if he said he started teaching before Zayne was born. This game is harder than I thought?’ “Can I guess an age range instead and get three chances?” She asked sheepishly. Though she didn’t have any idea of what she wanted, she didn’

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

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”

Black gestured to the guy with a hair color close to black. "His codename is Zeke." Mr. Black turned towards the tanned boy with butterscotch brown hair, he had childishness written all over his face. "Ah and this fellow here is Jay. Don't be fooled by his face, he's already 22. I once thought that he was still in high school when we did the interview." Avyanna slightly raised an eyebrow. Oh, she actually thought he was underage. "He's best in any kind of guns-"