Scrappy Age Novels & Stories

"You're not too old for anything. We value your presence and would love to spend time with you. Please don't feel like you're intruding." Cherry's eyes welled up with tears, and she looked down for a moment, her emotions threatening to overcome her. She took a deep breath and looked up, her voice trembling slightly. "You don't understand," Cherry said, her voice filled with vulnerability. "I'm twenty-nine years old, and you two are young, vibrant individuals just starting your lives. It would be strange for me to be hanging out with people so much younger than me."

“ Don't say that, No one is unwanted. Look at you now, you're a rich businessman which you were meant to be. I deserve a beating for even pointing a gun at you that night ” “ But you didn't shoot me ” “ I'm glad I didn't ” Chris said and he smiled a little. It seems it wasn't a bad idea to have a brother, an older brother at that. That reminds him, Chris wanted to ask Scott how old he was though it was rude but he was curious to know. “ I know this is rude of me to ask but I'm just curious to know your age ” he said. “ I'm twenty three ” Scott said “ And you're twenty one ”

"I was just defending your honor!" "Your so-called 'honor'!" Shirley glared at him, but couldn't help bursting into laughter. She turned to Marcia and patted her shoulder, speaking earnestly. "Cia, take a good look at the true nature of men. Look at me—this face, this figure. Out there, I could easily attract not just high school boys but mature men too! Yet these punks here keep harping on my seniority and age! Ah, once a woman turns 30, her value just plummets! How old are you, dear?" Marcia chuckled softly. "I'm 29. About to hit 30 myself."

The voice was sweet and soft whilst retaining the stern element. I was pulled up gently by Theo as he let me lean against him as the doctor assessed my battered state. “Ok hunny I need you to tell me your name? Can you do that?” The Dr spoke. ”My name is bailey.” My voice was hoarse and dry but I managed to give me name with a heavy heart it’s been a while since I had someone care for me like this. ” Ok bailey can you tell me how old you are?” “ I-I’m 19 um can um can I please have some water...only if it’s uh not any trouble?” I’ve only just got here and I’m already becoming a burden for them.

I shook my head at him. "So exactly how old are you?" That was the main question nagging at me. "I got my reapers mark at the age of twenty-eight so technically I'm twenty-eight." I rolled my eyes. "You know what I meant. What the hell is a reapers mark though?" "It's the mark we get when we reap our first soul, that's when we stop ageing. And I know what you meant and to be truthful I'm two hundred and fourty." I felt like a child compared to him.

“I’ve got an appointment with Stella. I need to fetch things for tomorrow’s shoot.” Francis’s face turned dark when Scarlett told him she had to go back to campus. Hearing the name of Stella, “real” niece’s name, he felt strange inside for messing around with Scarlett. They must be about the same age, he thought. “How old are you?” Scarlett seemed to know what he was worried about, so she looked at him and smiled proudly, “I am 21!” She looked at his abashed face and added, “I’m 21, Uncle Francis!”

I snatched it out of the air and ripped my teeth into it, chewing it slowly. “C’mon, darling. We need to get going for our run anyways. Scarlett’s going to put Ace to bed,” Dad said, trying to hide his smirk. “Go on. I’ve got my best little bro. Go enjoy your time together,” she said with a bright smile. Scarlett was fifteen months younger than us and by far the most mature of us all. I was not even ashamed to admit that.

Liam asked again, through his long and thick lashes, his green orbs remained glued to her, his cute and pinkish lips forming a sweet smile. 'Damn, he is really cute. Too bad he is… a child,’ she thought, pouting her lips at him. "Ummm.” She pursed her lips, flushing in amusement at the boy’s proposal, and said, "Don’t you think I’m a little too old for you? I don’t mean to hurt your feelings, young man, but you were born way too late.” Liam smirked again. His little fingers brushed through his honey-colored hair and he replied, "Miss Scarlett, you are older than me, but you haven’t heard of the saying, Age doesn’t matter?”

Lily: "For hell's sake, I am twenty-two not some baby and how old are you?" Grayson growled suddenly, I knew he was fighting the urge not to lash out at his mate but he was not able to hold it inside after he lashed out, I could feel his regrets in his eyes, and he hissed shutting his eyes. "... And please don't tell me, that you are twenty-three because I know you are not," this time, his voice was low and now our eyes were focused on Sandra waiting for her to say her age, with the way Jena and she are close, it only means they might be in the same age and she might be twenty-one or twenty because I guess that is the age Jena is.

He nodded and submitted our evidence. It was the complete redemption record for every single scratch card from the book Mom gave me at the start of the semester. 20 minutes passed. The judge frowned and looked up. "We have verified the codes on this book of scratch cards. Indeed, everything the defendant has provided is authentic. "This book of scratch cards cost 500 dollars. The total amount scratched from it was approximately 265 dollars. You intended for the defendant to live on just over 200 dollars for an entire semester?" Mom scrambled to defend herself. "She… She has good luck. Didn't she win five million? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"