Novel & Cerita Ninjago Ages

Broad shoulders, strong arms, built like a sequoia tree. Jac, 22, ashy blond, icy blue eyes, smartest kid the world has ever seen, finished college by 16, and is now studying abroad to learn more. Lean, but tall. Faster than most fighters. He may not knock you out fast, but you will never land a hand on him. I will come back to me....

He glanced at them again, “All of them look a lot older than you.” I held the tray in my hands and then paused, “Yea…” I nodded, “They are,” I didn’t pay it much attention but now that I think about it, I’m a lot younger than all of them. Jena is the one closest to my age and she’s twenty-six. “Don’t get stressed over it.” Juniur chuckled, “People have all types of friends.” He then pointed at himself, “You and I are friends now too, right.” His smile was bright, “We’re only a year apart.”

he chuckled. “I just want to know.” she replied. “We don’t not judge age by time as humans do. I am still relatively young for a demon, Nobunaga is older than I am. Masamune is not as old as me.” Mitsuhide said. “But you are at least five hundred years old by human standards.” she said. “That is true. Older even.” he replied. “Then I must be nothing but a baby to you.” She said. She didn’t mean for it to be said out loud, but she couldn’t stop her brain in time. It had just slipped out as she sat there in the circle of his arms.

**FIVE YEARS LATER** "How old are you?" the Blades member asked, his interest piqued. "I'm eighteen," Jenny replied, trimming about five years off her actual age. She flashed a charming smile at the tall, broad man sitting across from her, his long black hair framing a tattoo-covered physique. She mentally catalogued his tattoos for any potentially useful information. "Just turned eighteen a few days ago." "Can I see an ID?" he asked with a grin. Though Jenny was actually twenty-three, she always claimed to be eighteen since the men she encountered often preferred her to skirt the edge of legality. In the past, claiming eighteen sometimes even disappointed them, suggesting they hoped for som

According to Jun, Nica was always the mastermind behind the pranks. "How old are you Jun?" "17." He grinned, "My birthday's in three weeks from now." "Wow. Same age as Nica. Then-..." We were startled by my mate springing up from the bed causing Jun and I to stand up too abruptly that our chairs fell back.

[In this Chapter, Jiya is 15 years old, Harsh is 20 years old, Shaurya is 22 years old and Ariv is 17] .. .. "Happy Birthday, Cutie pie", Nivaan came closer to Jiya and wished her 15th birthday. Jiya returned him with her dimple-liciously cute smile. "Thank you Papa", Jiya hugged Nivaan tightly. Nivaan knew how emotional a person Jiya was. She didn't have any memories of her biological parents.

Kenji didn’t want Akiko to think she was constantly sick. “Twelve years ago?” Akiko, confused, touched her face. She didn’t feel old, but hearing Kenji say “twelve years ago” suddenly made her feel much older. “How old am I now?” Akiko asked. “You’re twenty. You’ll be twenty-one in two months,” Kenji answered confidently, glad he could answer smoothly. “Twenty? You don’t look twenty,” Akiko said, surprised again. She hadn’t expected her age to be that young. Kenji might not be old, but he seemed mature. He couldn’t be in his twenties.

Soon enough, there was no sign that they had ever been there. Jaida could now position him a bit more comfortably without having to worry about hurting his wings. He was still heavy though, or at least to her he was. His frame was actually relatively thin. He was strong, but no one would guess that by looking at him. He looked like just your average high school boy. Come to think of it though, she had no idea how old he really was. She knew for a fact that he was older than she was, but she wasn't sure by how many years. He was probably at least nineteen. Technically, he didn't have to go to school if he was, but it was just easier this way. It would give him something to do between Lucius's

Shaking my hand, Ricco continued. “I can tell that there are some differences of opinion between you two and Dimitri.” I waved my finger between the two. “We do get along but, in most situations, have a tendency to be overshadowed by our brother’s arrogance and grandeur, which occasionally irritates us.” Stated Ricco. “How old are you two?” They seemed pretty young to be in a gang, must be poor guidance and mentorship. “We’re both twenty.” Nico confessed he was slapped upside the head by his brother, they were both one year and probably a few months the older than me.

Crossing my arms, I curved the corner of my mouth to form a smirk. “ Oh really, just how old are you?” I asked in an amused tone, with him responding in a similar one. “ Well as you know Aghan is the oldest and is 17. I'm 15. Adrian and Alhadera are 13. And Balmoh is 8. So you see, we aren't so young asides from Balmoh. We might as well told Aghan to represent us, he's almost an adult you know.” Lafeya wiggled his brows and facepalmed, groaning. There was a goofy side to him after all. Plus, Charlaedon used the same system of 18-year-olds as adults.