Nika Venom Age Novels & Stories

I said. What would you like to know, ma’am? “Well, for one thing, I assume that Dana and Kvik were born after the capitol fell?” Yes “How old are you?” I turned to the younger wolves. Kvik is four human years old and I am three. Dana spoke for both of them. I smiled to myself, she certainly was bold. “I’m not very familiar with the biology of your species, are you full grown?” They would be the equivalent of humans in their twenties. Luna stepped up and joined the conversation.

Doc Everett asks her as he changes out the tubes and begins taking more of my blood. “Ten,” she says, watching carefully and looking at my face to see if it hurts. “I’m ten,” Kenna says excitedly. “You’re my age.” “What year were you born, Nova? Do you know?” Everett asks her. When she tells us, I look up at Everett, who glances down at her but, to his credit, doesn’t show any signs of concern. I look at Ishir but it’s Kenna that has the reaction. She gasps and covers her mouth with her hand.

Vicidior, an 18-year-old high school student, was known for her striking beauty. With her captivating eyes, full lips, and curves that begged to be explored, she turned heads wherever she went. But Vicidior was also known for her intelligence and fierce independence, traits she inherited from her mother, Kenzy.

Venom's eyes widened " Little bird, you're twenty two?" He still thought she was sixteen. " Yes, I'm 22 and if Father hadn't changed his mind about the engagement, I'll be married to Brad by now" Venom sighed " Just wait a couple of years more" Olivia rolled her eyes " I'm 21, if you're telling her to wait a few years more, it means I'll have to break up with you and wait until I'm old enough" Venom gritted his teeth and he pulled her in for one long kiss.

Vanessa has always been her own person, though I would like to make her my sister and bring her into the family, she can be rather… well, wild. Now that I think about it, she thought Niko handling our son was the ‘sexiest thing ever’ Vincent and Niko are somewhat similar, physically. Niko is more quiet and cold, while Vincent is brooding and a bit of an asshole if you’re the kind to get offended easily. But that doesn’t make him less attractive in the least, I think if you like them bad, he's right up your alley.

First, they sit and watch the male finals. Again, it’s no surprise to Morrigan that the two men left standing are Innik, the soon-to-be Alpha, and Ander. Morrigan supposes that she’s lucky the Alpha and Luna never had any daughters, or else she may have some real competition in the pack. Innik is twenty-four years old, giving him an age and experience advantage over Ander, not to mention that he has Alpha blood.

she said, her eyes meeting his. He suppressed a moan as her voice, sweet as honey, reached his ears. "My name is Alpha Nero Aimillios Astadel, and I am one hundred twenty-five years old. I am Northwest City's Alpha," Nero introduced himself," his voice deep and commanding. Verity's breath caught in her throat as she bit down on her lower lip. She was aware of the fact that lycans were known to live longer than humans, but the realization that Alpha Nero had surpassed the century mark was a surprise to her.

she called after a moment, “How old are you, really?” “Six and three-quarters. But sometimes I feel like Mummy lied about my age.” “Obviously—’cause you sound like seventy,” Nevena muttered. He laughed—freer this time. She almost didn’t recognize the sound. Maybe Junior didn’t either. Composing himself, he glanced down at his nearly empty plate, fiddling with his fork. “Deep down—I knew you’d come back.” Nevena didn’t respond right away. She poured herself a glass of water and drank it down. Then said quietly,

They did him so wrong! Kian’s eyes darkened, turning back to his usual onyx color the tiny white swords peeking in the center as his wolf came forward. His hands clenched and his body shook. Pure unfiltered rage took over his body. I took a step back not wanting to be in his path when he finally exploded. “I am over 900 years old Hunji,” Asena says to him, not bothered by his building eruption. She must be the oldest werewolf in the realm! This was all becoming way too much – things were getting out of hand.

Forrest was strong and tall, but his big sister could still beat his ass. That’s why today, a day before her eighteenth birthday, Nivia was sparring with her grandpa Asher. While Osiris was still strong and impressive, it wouldn’t be fair to let an eighteen-year-old spar against a guy who was almost seventy. Cyrus was even older, but Nivia had been able to beat him by the time she was ten. Osiris was still fucking good-looking, though; he just got better with age. Even I had to admit that. Nivia bragged about beating her great-grandfather every fucking year on Cy’s birthday. Fuck, I loved that girl.