No Good Nick Age Rating Novels & Stories

Susan Baker—21 Adam Jackson—45 Raven Arronson—16 Amaranda Cosack—52 Henry Polls—30 Kyle Andrews—12 Ian Bond—63 Lavanna Cox—42 Larry Wilkinson—36 Ida Brown—25 Aaron Belue—19 Nathon Swanson—55 I initially thought the ages might have been some sort of numerical substitution code, such as 1 = A, 2 = B, 3 = C, etcetera. But as I look at the ages, I realize there are too many variations between them. Nick would want to make the message something I could find relatively easily, and a convoluted number code would not achieve that.

Alpha Nick’s gaze focused on me with uncertainty. “I am only eighteen.” I hoped that excuse would get me out of drinking. “Don’t worry about that. The drinking age here is eighteen and over.” A friendly smile spread across his face as he raised his glass. “I did my research and heard that you liked to party in school. No need to be polite with me. We are all friends.”

Nick dramatically fell on his seat again. Aiden rolled his eyes. “I’m refusing to acknowledge the fact that your words sounds demeaning of my son’s name, Nick. So shut it.” Nick made an exaggerated inhale. “I am not!” he paled. “Then stop saying he’ll lose control because none of us managed to control our wolves at his age but my kid. No more words from you.” Nick looked up in the ceiling and then shrugged as if he was reminded that Quillon is much more advanced than any of us.

Andrei replies. “Oh, didn’t your father come here?” Nick asks. Inside he could feel there’s something off about this Andrei yet he only got this guy to pass this boring time. He’s friendly but at the same time distant. “He’s no more,” Andrei smiles. “I am sorry,” “That’s fine. I will be in New York, I hope we will meet again,” he says. “Yes, what’s your number?” Nick asks and they exchange numbers. “How old are you?” “I am twenty years old,” Andrei answers just what Nick guessed.

Violet watched him for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Yeah, I know what that feels like. I moved here seven years ago. I was fourteen then, and in junior high. A moody teenager leaving the very few friends he'd managed to have for some dumb city. Yeah, it wasn't the greatest feeling ever," Nick confessed, rubbing his head softly. "That young?" Violet asked in mild surprise. "It hits differently at that age…you must have felt terrible when you arrived," she added with a sad pout.

He says using the nickname that only he called me. "Tommy..." I whisper in the softest way. My eyes immediately fill with tears and one runs down my face. __ "Please don't do it. Please. I don't want it." I beg as he pulls my underwear down. "I think you do. Being a bad girl on purpose. You want daddy's cock. Naughty girl." He says smirking sadistically. "No Tommy. Stop it. Stop! I don't want it! Stooooop!" I scream.

Nick asked after a few minutes in the drive, I just raised an eyebrow at him while my eyes were still focused on the road. "You need to buy something? I already ordered twelve sets of clothes from Gucci and Dolce & Gabbana." I replied to Nick. "Yeah! I get it, daddy, you hate shopping and I swear we're not shopping. I just heard that this erotic movie called 365 days is now showing in the cinema, I want to watch it badly." Nick said and the tone of his voice is full of excitement. "Erotic movie? It will be available on N*****x for sure." I replied to Nick's and he just scoffs at me, he doesn't like the suggestion.

“But,” Nick continued. “It’s getting dark, and this period is not a good time.” His large hands moved back and forth between Sara’s waist and hips. She exhaled, leaning on his chest as she sagged her shoulders. Like she had known he would disapprove. “You two should try this again in… say, ten days,” he murmured against her ears. Oddly specific. I wanted to ask what was wrong with "this period" and why ten days later would be a good time. But there was something in his manner that made me feel he wouldn’t be taking questions in this matter.

“I’m not going to fuck a minor, Juan.” “Just shut up and let me speak.” I raised my hands in surrender, allowing him to speak. “Anyway, there are no minors on the app. Strictly from nineteen and above. All you have to do is fund their expensive lifestyle and you get to have sex whenever you want.” That didn’t sound morally upright, but it sounded tempting. That way, it would be like a committed casual relationship and we would both be benefiting from it. “Besides, you can delete it once you find a woman of your choice.”

The arguments never seemed to end and they hurt Nicky so bad. "I'm sorry," Tears hazed my eyes as I bent to kiss his cheek. Nicky was only seven years old, way too young to experience the trauma of growing up in a chaotic home. I'm nineteen years old and legally a consenting adult. More than that, I've seen far worse things than a couple fighting. That's why I'm not very much perturbed by my parents' endless fights. But not Nicky. He always cries his heart out when they fight, and right now, he has a fever, and I'm scared crying would make his condition worsen. I was glad I had taken some money from Gilda, the drugs would help. I loved my brother more than anything else and these arguments w