Sarada Adulthood Novels & Stories

"Quite." "I remember when I received Sariya." Anthony gestured to the Unfortunate behind him as Kade took a flute of champagne off Nine's tray. She was wearing a graphite tunic that matched Anthony's suit. She was much older than Nine, easily in her late thirties, early forties, with grey streaks through her straight, black hair. "My twenty-fifth birthday. It seems so long ago now." It interested Kade to know Anthony had made it so long with his Unfortunate. It was rare to see a mature-aged First Unfortunate, especially in the elite social circles. They were often discarded once the Fortunate married.

Seb asked referring to Rowan who was holding an ipad containing Adia's information " Name Adia peters , she's twenty four years old, she's an orphan and lives alone with her younger sister who's ten years old and has been diagnosed with leukemia, her only friend is Cora Arthur who's one of us, I guess you remember her" " One of us eei" Seb chimed in sarcastically as Rowan continued with his report " Cora works as a manager in the hotel you both…you know, Adia works as an editor and works part-time at a cafe, she's currently trying to raise money for her dying sister and we kinda have a problem " Rowan concluded as he dropped the iPad on the desk. "And what's that?" Seb asked as he sipped win

So now tell me what things she does for herself that gives her a sense of responsibility or freedom? Aditya glared at her : So you are telling me that Pari doesn't get freedom like other people of her age?? Arpita : No!! I am not telling anything like that. Pari has a privileged life and she knows it. I am just trying to make you understand that till now she had lived under your all's wings. But she is not a child or teenager anymore. Now she wants to spread her own wings and fly the world on her own. She wants to be an adult like us who can look after themselves and take their decisions on their own. I think asking for a trip with her friends is not a big deal Adi! Please let her go......

Lenora asked. She wants to know Adira's reaction here. Adira was too young compared with other people around here. She was only twenty. Let's twenty-one. She will turn twenty-one. She didn't even get the chance to find her mate but got married. Adira was deprived of the right she was supposed to get as a werewolf. What she could say? Adira couldn't complain or cry about her fate. Just like her.

Adeena slowly opened her eyes, and there were five faces in front of her. Duke Winters. George Winters. Harold Winter. Alden Daugherty. Melody Daugherty. No, they should be Alden Winters and Melody Winters too. Broken scenes flashed in Adeena… no, Adina’s head like a slideshow. She remembered a lot, starting from her childhood. Her life before eighteen was worry-free, but everything was ruined the day she turned into an adult. Her sister set her up. Then, she got pregnant and imprisoned in a warehouse for eight months. In the end, she gave birth to four babies.

He bit my lower lip and kissed me passionately as if he’s trying to wash away all my anger. The moment his lips touched mine, I felt like all the courage I’ve built up and all the reasons in my head are slowly fading away. I was so decided moments ago that I am wavering again right now. I hate that I don’t have power over me when it comes to him. I feel like I’m not myself. I was Darren Fall Adams, the girl who wanted freedom, the prodigal daughter who left home because I can’t handle to be controlled by anyone, not even my parents.

he laughed and winked at Mr Chen Aryan . "Grandad Sidha is very talented girl and recently she even got enrolled in XXX University after working hard for 4 years, I suggest she should complete her study . We'll plan something after that but in between if any accident happens and by mistake we conceive then promise me , you'll be take care of that baby untill she finishes her study. We are working on it though. Let's what is stored in future for us." He finished with aserious tone..... "Shameless, pervert!" Sidha thought, her blood was boiling with hatred.

“My God, I don't think I've played that game since college, and frankly I'd like to keep it that way because some memories should remain buried.” “Perfect,” Maddie declared, pointing at him as though he'd accidentally strengthened her argument. “The greatest tragedy of adulthood is that everyone eventually convinces themselves they've become mature, emotionally evolved, and far too sophisticated for bad decisions, when in reality most people desperately need to do something stupid every once in a while for the sake of their mental health.”

"Don't! Please don't leave me! N-no, please.” Serene grunted, and tears fell down her cheeks. “How can I live when you left me alone? I-I can’t be alone, Grandma!” Serene immediately opened her mouth and rushed to get up. She breathed heavily as her chest quickly moved up and down. Her nightmare returned, after days without it… It came back again, the scene when the old woman who had adopted her died. She was sweating profusely while breathing fast.

I froze in my steps as I looked up and saw Sarah’s mother walking towards us and the instant sadness that overtook her as she looked at Adara’s baby bump. “Hello, Kiran.” Her eyes drifted down to the wedding band on my finger. “Hello, Mrs Winters.” There was an awkward silence for a few seconds and I was brought back to reality when Adara squeezed my hand. “This is Adara, my wife.” “How far along are you?” The sadness was plain to hear in her voice. “Six months.” Adara was itching to know who this woman was and what this strange exchange between us meant. “Congratulations. My grandchild would have been just over three years old now had Sarah lived.” She smiled sadly at us and kept walking.