Roman Reigns Age Novels & Stories

When they reach the garden, the older vampire makes Romeo sit on a bench, and the guards keep their distance. - Are you 19 years old? – Romeo nodded – This is perfect. I have almost 500 years of experience of taming lambs like you. Romeo lifts his head and looks Ionache in the eyes. He was a prince and had always been educated and trained like a prince. For 19 years, he had been his father's pride and now that man talked about “taming” him as if he were a pet. - Look! look! The little prince has a backbone. I thought you wouldn't even lift your head.

Just like a viper. Not that Reginald looked ancient. No. He was fit, broad shouldered, his hair slowly turning silver by age. But that was it. If I didn’t know better, I would’ve placed him at barely forty. But still, the woman seated beside him was quite younger than Roman. That made her being Roman’s stepmother oddly uncomfortable to picture.

a general looks to the throne. I glanced at Eugenius. He’s not as young as he used to be. Like my father, he has been Ares for 39 years, and since I still have three more years till I’m of age to be crowned Ares, his reign will span 42 years. To most, he looks like a strong Ares as ever, but I spar him. While I’ve grown stronger since being named heir, he has also grown weaker. I can see how age has changed him beyond the grays that outnumber the dark brown of his hair.

This act of feigning illness—Ryan had kept it up for four years. By the time he turned twenty-four, his wings had fully spread, and he officially began his power struggle. Over the next five years, he gradually reclaimed everything that had once belonged to his father. Though his uncles and other family members still held shares and posed a threat to his position, by that point, Ryan had already become strong enough that pushing him off his throne wouldn’t be easy. After listening to all this, Annabelle did a quick mental calculation—when the young master was twenty-four, she had just turned seventeen.

Goddess knows, but I’m guessing Adrian tries to prove that he’s as good as I am. I don’t doubt my brother’s abilities to protect the pack and lead them should things ever come to that. But the fact is, I am more powerful than my brother, and I have been blessed with a long life. When Royal blood flows through your veins, you can live up to three hundred years. When you’re born a Romerian, you can live up to three times that age.

But he didn`t know who. “What year is it, boy?” the liege-lord looked out of the window. “262, my lord,” the square replied. “What era is it?” “The First Era, my lord.” “How long did the Ertail Age last?” “7521 years and two hundred and fifteen days.” “What do you think, will this year be different?” “Maybe, we can only hope.” “Truly, hope dies last.” The lord turned to the fire and looked deeply into the flames.

“It is so unlike him. He is changing so fast." "........ His Majesty is never a showy person, many may call him a cold tyrant but I can see now that he has a soft spot for you. To be honest, My Lady, you are the first woman who he has showed real interest in for decades, as far as I know." I almost choked at her words. Yeah right. Like how he fcks with other women. "Decades? How old is that guy?" "His Majesty? He is nine hundred ninety-nine years old. He is the youngest Lycan to take over the throne." She puts more rose petals on my tub and starts to massage my shoulders.

Said daddy, helping me get down from mommy and walking me towards the dining hall. New kings? I didn't know that our king was about to change; they usually mention something about it at school; we usually get a day off to watch the coronation broadcast. Also, the invitees can get maximum time to travel to the palace even though this happens once every one-hundred and fifty to two hundred years, but it's still considered a big day that we get a holiday. From what I learned from the essential werewolf history book I was currently reading in the pack library was that wolves are eternal, meaning we don't age after some time; however, for the werewolf monarch to stay strong, a change in power is

“It’s darn right chauvinistic the way women are looked down on in this kingdom, and I have only been here for two days.” “You are not wrong, granddaughter, not wrong at all. Which is why, Cambiador needs someone like you and Kolby – Youngblood to bring us into the future, to make our kingdom strong again. I am an old man and I have ruled for ninety years. Far too long for a king to sit on the throne.” He laughs at himself, and I can only focus on the fact that he has been in rule for ninety years. “How old are you?” “I am one hundred and twenty-three years old.” He announces proudly.

Roman asked and Joan finally looked away from him. “I gave Richard a chance. Look where it landed me.” she uttered, and a look of disgust settled on Roman’s face. “Don't ever compare me to that irresponsible little boy.” he said. “Little boy?” Joanne asked. “He's 30 years old and I don't think you're much older. He might even be older than you.”Joan added, looking him in the face once more to confirm how true her words were by his facial features. Roman wanted to laugh and ask her if she knew how old he was but he held his tongue. She wasn't ready enough to handle any information about his true identity yet.