Rhymes With Eighteen Novels & Stories

HELOOOOOO there here comes another chapter of 18 to 80 I hope you like it. Do pop a vote. hehe have a good day.

I’m only… Ding. Ding. Ding….the bells down the road rang midnight. I’m only eighteen… “Happy Birthday, beautiful,” he said with such cheery affection.

The grid brushed her mind again. Locked on. “Eighteen.” She felt it latch. Hooked. “Seventeen.” Behind her, Mason moved. Not away.

On this very special day, I already had Courtney's birthday present well figured out and as always, I was so certain she'd love what I had got her. Courtney was a very elegant young girl who adored fashion and always wore tight-fitting mini gowns that could barely fit anyone her age. To her, looking beautiful and feeling confident in what she wore always kept her positive. On this day, she was turning 18 and I had picked out a short cherry-red gown, a small fancy bag and some very pretty diamond earrings which I found in the jewelry shop the day before. I just knew She'd love them as she had always wanted a pair of diamond earrings.