New Adult Novels & Stories

I pressed myself against the wall, covering my mouth, trembling. What stuck out of the torn paper was a pale, lifeless human hand. "Get this handled quickly. The new goods will arrive soon," Grandma said with calm authority, giving instructions to Aunt Ivy, the person leading the team. The group moved away, pulling a cart up the mountain. I sank to the ground, feeling utterly dazed. I was struggling to process what I had just witnessed. Back home, I was struck with a high fever and missed the days of the coming-of-age ceremony that followed.

“I can buy my own damn drinks.” I laughed, relieved that she had somehow broken the nervous tension between us. “That was one time,” I protested. “And if you remember, I was underage too. I just had the benefit of being tall and having an ID that actually, you know, looked like me. Unlike some people.” Audrey grinned and nudged me with her shoulder. “Those were the good old days, weren’t they?” she asked, sounding surprisingly wistful. I raised an eyebrow at her. “And here I figured you were having your good old days now, and that’s why you haven’t been back to North Carolina in so long. What have you been up to anyway?”

I’m an adult as well. “You’re young. You’re not going to college,” he stated like it was obvious. He turned to walk away from me, but I shot off in front of him. “Wait! Wait! Wait! Hold up! What do you mean I’m not going to college? Last time I checked, I wasn’t asking your permission. Legally speaking, being eighteen makes me an adult,” I said. Who was he to tell me what I could do with my future? The man we want in our future . My wolf chose to comment at the worst of times. Shit.

Emila stared at Aiden with intimidation, making him unable to avoid it. In an instant, he immediately realized that all this time he really was more like a child than a 26 year old man. Of course he still clearly remembers how embarrassed he was when thousands of inappropriate messages entered his social account. But now, he was getting used to adult things, even now he really liked it.

"I can't. I've never worked in a large corporation like yours. Your employees appear to be sweet and nice, but I doubt I could survive there with this mouth. Furthermore, the elevator car is frequently stuck in your company. I despise taking the stairs." "Is that it? The employees and the stairs stopping you from working for me? Shall I change all the stairs into escalators?" "And there's another reason I'm not working for you. The employees in your company appear to have worked hard to get a job there; however, because I know you, I do not want a job in this manner. It doesn't appear to be correct." "When did you start thinking like an adult?" "I'm 22, which makes me an adult automatically.

They think she is seventeen, due to her saying a partial word on her sickbed, but who knows. The article in the newspaper about her father just states that she was a teenage girl with no specific age listed. As for Adam, he is twenty-five years old. That is nearly a decade between them. He is nearly ten years older than her. Which would not be too much of an issue if she were legally an adult.

My phone was flooded with missed calls and messages from Stefan. "Are you still asleep?" "You're going to be late!" I groaned, throwing the blanket off and rushing to get dressed. Today was supposed to be important as it was my first day of advanced training as an official senior member of the pack. I was eighteen now, officially an adult. It is a new chapter in my grown-up life. Combat training, strategy, healing… I had secretly looked forward to this, to sharpen my skills in healing and herbs, even when no one seemed to care.

He headed back inside the cabin, thinking. “I’m a grown man, not some teenage boy. So what's happening to me? Ooh, I even felt flustered. I've never let anything or anyone in my adult life affect me that way.” It was all very unfamiliar emotional territory for Adonis Weston. "Wow!" He grabbed hold of his chest, leaning on the dresser, resting just a bit, thinking.

“I'm not even up to eighteen. I'm sixteen. Why should I be that old?” None of what they said made any sense at all. Why are they calling me an adult when I wasn't? I sure as hell wasn't even up to sixteen. I will be in a few days … What a damned minute, which month are we in? Has my birthday gone already while I was unconscious?

“What are you guys doing?” Godric held his hands up to get everyone’s attention. “Listen Up Pack! This week we had two of our own mature.” He pointed to Anna and me. “These two lovely young ladies have just turned 18. Let’s give them a warm welcome to adulthood.” Everyone started pounding the table. They were cheering and whistling. If the breakfast wasn’t spread across the table, I would have thought this was a party and everyone was drunk. Anna and Alex both took their seats. Godric looked at me and said, “Sit.” He motioned towards the seat next to him.