Nina Watson Age Novels & Stories

she said. "New worker," I repeated. "Yes, that is why I called you," my mom told me. "Please meet your new maid Natalia; she may look very young, but she is eighteen and is qualified to start working." I stared at her and nodded to my mom. Natalia smiled at me. "So now you know we have a new maid don't be afraid to call her whenever you need anything," my mom continued. "Okay," I answered her, while I continued to stare at the young, she-wolf. She was beautiful and looked as if she was grown as an alpha daughter which made me curious to know her story and why she needed this job.

She gets her makeup and hair done herself, not bothering to call Wendy and then continues to rant into the mirror. “I am only twenty six, and yet he wants me to act like I am a sixty nine year old woman, while he acts like he is only a sixteen year old boy with uncontrollably raging hormones, instead of the thirty one year old he is now.” She flounces out, not bothering to call for the driver, as usual. She takes the car and leaves a trail of anger in her wake. - Natalia is very much aware of the eyes that follow her as she goes into the bar, for the first time since she has been married. She orders for something strong, yet very sweet, as she knew that she could not down a bad tasting drink

“Mama Mia! Isn’t this too casual? A bum short and a shirt? Come on Louisa, when in Rome you act like the Romans…” Nina spun her around with scrutinizing eyes and she began shaking her head in disapproval. “It's fine…Nina…can I call you that?” Louisa asked, unsure. They weren't even that close but Nina was acting that way already, maybe she needed to loosen up a bit. “Of course sweetheart, you can, I'm just twenty-eight, do I look that old?” Nina folded her right hand under her bosom in confusion while itching the side of her neck with the other nervously.

"The sun's already up and you're still in bed?" Natasha fought the urge to roll her eyes. "Okay, I'm getting up. Ma'am, do you need something?" Sheena scoffed. "Ma'am? I think you're actually older than me, right?" Natasha grinned. "I am older by at least three years. But that doesn't matter, since I'm Andrew's woman."

Nina sighed deeply, in relief. "Aww... Tessa. At last! I'm grateful" Nina said, and hugged her. "Truly, you didn't become like Celia. We'll have to wait till your 18th birthday. Talking about birthdays, the Next 3 days is your birthday, according to what your mother wrote there" She said, touching the pendant. Tessa giggled again and Nina smiled. She broke the hug and stared at Tessa's happy and beautiful eyes. "You must be hungry. Let's get you something to eat" Nina said, touching her face. She kept Tessa back on the bed, where she sat down on.

Nora said as she tried to reason with Whitney. Whitney stood up and huffed before she left the kitchen to the living room. I sighed and sat down to eat my food that was getting cold. "Sofia, we'll be in the living room". Nora said then side hugged before she went. Nora has always been like our mother in the group mostly because she was the oldest 20, though in a few months I'll be 20 too. While Whitney who's 19 same age as me but I'm older with month, has always been the hothead but I don't blame her, if the case was reverse I would be fuming by now. That's too show how much we love and value each other in our little group.

So, she had access? Fuck… An Omega who cleaned the entire pack… One who could have access to a lot… ‘Dammit, Raven even said she saw her at the graveyard a few times! She doesn’t have family there, that should have been a big red warning sign.’ Taylor muttered. ‘It’s done. She’s so fragile looking, who would have thought.’ I replied. I didn’t get it, Nina was a few years older than us, maybe around Taylor’s age in her mid-twenties.

“So it was you? She asked as she embraced them. “Thank you so much, Olivia. Come in, both of you. It’s so wonderful to see you.” As they entered the living room, Mrs Dorathy placed the gift on the table. “Nina, you have been through so much. We wanted to give you something to show how proud we are of you and how much we appreciate your strength and courage. The last time I celebrated your birthday with you was when you were four, and since then, I haven't had the chance to do so, it's just been me and your sister .” Nina’s eyes glisten with tears as she hugged her mother. “Thank you, Mom. Your support means the world to me.”

"Am I the only one who noticed Natalie's collarbone? It's so beautiful, I could lick it for a year!" Internet users always flip-flop in their opinions, and Natalie is used to swiftly contradicting them. Because of Jane's incident, she had to revise her caption once again. "Natalie": I'm 20 years old this year, meeting the legal age for marriage. The clothes were bought by my husband, and the car that night belonged to my husband. Thank you for your concerns! In addition, regardless of how The Watkins is now, Jane has never changed, whether it's her beauty, elegance, or her abilities. If you don't believe it, come challenge Jane yourself.

“Mhm, sure, because just friends definitely assign guards to protect someone and go out of their way to design a walking route for them in the garden.” Seeing that she’s clearly set on the subject, I clear my throat and start working on the painting. “So, have you found your mate yet?” Nina flashes me an almost sad smile and shakes her head. “No, not yet. I’m only seventeen and still don’t have my wolf while most of the pack members my age already do.” “You might be a late bloomer, there’s nothing wrong about it,” I reassure her. “Maybe,” she mutters under her heath and lets out a heavy sigh. “There’s this guy that I like. He’s my battle partner from the training class and I kind of hope he