Lee Felix Age Novels & Stories

There was a certain glint in his eyes when he told me not to tell anyone about it. Felix just turned 19 years old, while I was 18 years old at that time. Felix began his talk about dominating, and as the day went by the more he talked about it. I've naturally been good with kids, and they love hanging around me. It first started with Felix wanting to know the kids, he had never liked kids and was tagged grumpy Felix by the kids. I didn't think much about it at first, because whenever they came around, he's always doing unnecessary assessments on them. The ones he liked, he played with them often and bought treats for them.

FOUR Domitus Capaldi Present “Hey, you’re late.” This comes from my younger brother Felix, which is a surprise to me. Felix normally doesn’t care about anything. He’s twenty-three, a year younger than me, and barely shows up to work half of the time. The title he has is mostly for looks anyway. Felix is almost as tall as me, with black hair that’s slicked back with too much gel, and as many tattoos as I have. In reality, Felix runs most of the family clubs. And by run, I mean, frequents them on a regular basis and pretends to be doing work.

“If she has found a better choice, then I should wish her happiness.” “You really mean that?” Leo asked quietly. On the other end of the line came the soft click of a lighter. Felix seemed to be lighting a cigarette. His voice grew rougher. “Leo, how many years have we known each other?” “Twenty-three,” Leo replied immediately. “Then you should know me,” Felix said. “I don’t live with regrets.” Leo fell silent, then let out a slow breath. “When you have time, let’s have a drink.” “All right,” Felix replied, and ended the call.

Celia who was quiet until now, consoled him. "Hmph!!" yet, her gesture only displeased Nick even more. "Senior Felix?? Haha! Miss Celia, looks like you misunderstood something. I'm the youngest one here. I'm only 23," Felix enunciated while pointing at himself. "Ehh????" not only Celia but everyone present except Derek was surprised by his age. He was just 23? Really? Then what the hell is he doing in here? These were exactly Nick's thoughts. Embarrassed by her previous remark of calling a 'junior' her 'senior', Celia kept looking here and there with her face lowered which soon turned red.

The bad news was that my world had been completely turned upside down in the course of a few hours. I was still a little exhausted from my hangover, but I couldn’t go to sleep, not yet. I had research to do. I collapsed onto my bed and immediately opened my phone to Internet-stalk Felix. It turns out, it was fairly easy to find information on him. He was 29, several flings spotted by paparazzi but had never been in a serious relationship known to the public.

Still, despite my doubts, I remained seated. "I met Felix some time ago," he began, still staring at the wall ahead. He was staring at the spot where there should have been a television, yet the wall was bare and he didn't have a stand either. It wasn't all that odd, now that I thought about it. The others didn't have a television either, so maybe it was a vampire thing. What did they have against television, I wondered? "He's much older than me," he continued. "I'm a relatively young vampire. I've only been around for about two hundred years in total, which is nothing compared to the others."

Pain lingered behind those glassy swirls but was soon replaced with neutralization. The one who looked the older out all of them spoke with a bit of love, “I’m Felix and 19.” He had blue eyes just like his mother but with dark raven hair. “These three right here are the triplets; Luke, Liam and Leon, they’re 17.” Those three gave me a small smile. The similarities between them were immense. The same wavy black hair color with the very same green eyes. “And lastly this is Tyler, the youngest and cutest kid in town, he is 14.” Felix concluded his speech with ruffling Tyler's hair a bit to which he growled out playfully.

Felix began, his tone slightly cold, "You're acting like a spoiled little girl, even though you're almost seventeen. You're childish, and the worst part is, you're the weakest omega I've ever seen." "Wait, hold on," I interjected, my voice filled with confusion. "But wasn't it you who always said it was okay to be childish? You even encouraged me to be more carefree and fun-loving. Why are you suddenly saying this now?" "I did say that before," Felix acknowledged, "and at the time, I didn't think it was such a major issue. But honestly, you're almost seventeen now. You can't expect to act like a child all the time. It's time for you to grow up a little bit."

Felix responded, "True. When I was talking to my mom on the phone yesterday, she said it was okay if I didn't want to get married. But she wanted me to give her a grandchild." Abigail asked, "If you don't get married, whom are you going to have a child with?" Felix replied, "Exactly. I think my mom has become obsessed with the idea of me getting married. I told her I just turned twenty-five years old and that I was still young. She then said when my dad was my age, I was already two years old. She even said that if I get married now and my wife got pregnant, it would take almost a year until the child was born. By then, I would be twenty-six."

"That's impossible, dude," "You know, I'm really wondering about you. Now married to Trisha and you are the only one missing. Why not marry her, Mag? Oh, unless, of course, you got married before but just hid it... And, I'm just wondering, dude, where's the mother of your daughter, Macey?" I turned to Felix. "Don't find out who. Just focus your attention on your wedding day." Felix was like a brother to me. He was twenty-nine years old and I was thirty. We have been together for two years. We met years ago in America.