Mature Novels & Stories

Sicily, Italy "Arthur, at least get married now? How long would you keep Sylvia hanging like this?" "Later." Myra was sufficiently pissed off with Arthur's idea of getting married later. This later word became a curse for Sylvia. Though she had never spoken anything or uttered a single word, Myra felt really bad for her. For the past three years that girl was waiting for Arthur. And the big boss of the Moretti family is still not taking any further steps to initiate the marriage. Arthur was almost 30 and Sylvia 24.

I shoved him hard enough to slip away, but before I reached the door, Marcus caught me, pinning me against the wall. I couldn’t believe this was happening. My heart was pounding, but his heart was even louder. When our lips finally touched, it felt like there would be no tomorrow. His tongue moved inside me fast, smooth, making me feel everything. I shut my eyes. I kissed down his back, surprising him, then dragged my tongue across his lower lip. A heavy sigh escaped him. “You just turned eighteen.” His voice trembled. “I still see you as a kid. This is wrong.”

"That is my problem to deal with. I've found good fuck buddy who cares about me enough to make me dinner and breakfast so I'm happy. Even if Papà kills me, I'll die happy." "That's bleak," Matteo says. "What does beak mean?" "Bleak. It means sad," he says and I nod. "I don't care if it is sad. It is reality." Matteo doesn't answer me, he just drives us back to the mansion and tells me to go report to Antonio. I go to his office and knock on the door firmly. "Come in," he says gruffly. My anxiety spikes at his annoyed tone. I go inside and see him sat at his desk typing furiously.

I know that in the beginning, you will like it's a shitty story, but please trust me it gets more exciting and better throughout. ________________________________________________________________________ Hello, my name is Fleurie, I am eighteen years old, and I live an awful life. Life was good for me until that storm came, the storm that smashed up my life. It was difficult to watch my mother slowly fade away as she battled breast cancer, I watched her struggle with the disease, and it was hard to believe she wasn't going to make it. It was only a matter of time before that monster won.

screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".

She grabbed a sugar-packed out of the holder on the table and started twisting and pulling at the packet. “You keep doing that, we’re going to have sugar all over this table,” Tris said mildly. “Just start, the words will come as you need them.” “So, you know I’m three right.” Tris nodded. “And you know we age different, usually. But that my mom, you know, she’s like a different kind of wolf. So, grandma has been checking on me. And we’ll I’m aging differently even than usual. Grandma still has to talk to my moms, but there’s so much going on.” Addi shrugged. “See, with mom’s blood, you know, mom A, Amber, my wolf has matured. Where Pax, my friend, is like two

"What the heck is this? We're among teenagers." "They are college students. Not teenagers." Ara corrected. "I was eighteen when in college." "And at what age did the law say you become an adult?" "Fuck the law. We were all still young and immature." "Not me. I was having five boyfriends then. Not so mature." Ara replied. "You still were. Come on. Five boyfriends?" "None of them noticed that I was playing them until I dropped them all." "Okay. We could say you were smart but not mature. Mature people know that one partner is enough."

Mike said Dave who was quiet all the while, raised his eyebrows at me. “ Young man, don't give me that look, I'm your mother”. I said equally, giving him the same look. “ No boys until you're all eighty”. Dave said with finality. “ I'm dating your father already,” I smirked at him. “ I have a boyfriend already”. Anna said raising an eyebrow. “ I'm an old lady if you have forgotten “. My raised her eyebrows looking quite amused if I might add. “ Okay fine, but no boyfriends for you young lady until you're eighty.” Dave said, pointing at Lisa.

Cain Cadell I knew moving to Midwick was a good start. The town held a strong connection to almost all kinds of supernatural, it only made sense that I make it the place I rule from. I know I still have plenty of fights, maybe even wars, before I become a Lycan. "Perhaps tonight you'll finally find your mate." Daniel Braxton, my Beta and best friend, said as he came to stand next to me on the balcony. "You haven't lost hope yet?" I shook my head, "I will be thirty in a few months, Daniel. No wolf goes that long without their mate if they were ever meant to have one."

My worry deepened as he furrowed his brow and didn’t say anything. “Why do I want to feed sometimes, but not others?” I pressed. He sighed. “I’m not sure. It is different with you. You are a half breed. And perhaps…part wolf. It is a very rare thing….I do know that you are coming-of-age. With others, they are turned overnight. For you, it is a process. It may take time for you to settle, to go through whatever changes you will. And there is the fact that it seems you are also part….wolf.”