Seth Rollins Age Novels & Stories

“ALEX! MY CHILD! MY SUNSHINE! MY IMMUNE SYSTEM BOOST!” I groan, settling in beside him. “I’m older than you.” “You’re spiritually baby,” he insists, leaning forward. Seth rolls his eyes but doesn’t correct him. He slides an arm over my shoulder, hand brushing mine, a small, private warmth amid the chaos of Jordan’s energy.

Then, seeing how delighted Seth looked, they gave him several as well. Seth had always been a reserved child, shy and withdrawn due to the limited number of people he knew. However, ever since returning, he had met so many new friends and was now surrounded by loving family members. He was beyond thrilled. His little face was flushed with excitement, making him look absolutely adorable. "How old is Seth now?" Yitty casually asked, and Kelly responded, "Aunt Yitty, he's just over three, almost four." "Oh," Yitty nodded. "That's good. Has he started kindergarten yet?"

she glazed. "Scarlett, you aren't saying anything." Louisa brought it to my attention. "Hmm, I am sorry. I was trying to see if it was possible, but at the end of the day, if the man agrees, then there is no problem; besides, Seth is 24." "24?" Louisa gasped as she covered her mouth, as if she were shocked. "Is it that surprising, though? I understand he is fine and all, but he does look his age; I wouldn't have guessed lesser," Melissa said as she looked over at Seth again. "Nope, I wouldn't have guessed lesser, maybe 25?"

His headless body landing on top of Jack's own dead body. Facing the remaining ten Angels. "You are making me break my policy. I only give out warnings once and you are forcing me to repeat myself." Tharollin told them. "Leave here in one piece and go back to meet Aaron and tell him you failed to carry out his assignment." He added. "Never." Seth growled out the words and rushed at him. He disappeared before he could reach Tharollin and appeared right behind his back with his sword coming down to hit his target.

The stunning view of the sunset didn't hurt either. "I was wondering when you'd ask me that," Seth grinned as he reached inside his backpack and took out his laptop. "So it's a common question, then?" Austin mused, oddly comforted by the knowledge that he wasn't the only one who found the man's age questionable. "Yep, it is," the PI nodded, his fingers rapidly stroking the keys on his keyboard as he brought up a couple of windows on the screen. "And to answer your question, I'll be turning twenty-seven in December."

“I can’t go clubbing alone, your just 26, why you are acting like you are 45…you better not be rejecting because of Natalie, man I thought that girl was out of your mind.” Bryson glared at him. “Yes, I am 26 and own a multi-million company that I am planning to take to the next level, Natalie is past news and I have gotten over her, but what you’re not going to see is your age of 45 if you don’t get the hell out and let me work…get someone else to go with you.” “Geez, such a buzz-kill…fine I’ll get someone else. You and Andrew can stare at your screens all day.” With that Seth left with Bryson side glancing at him before chuckling.

Seth's face darkened, "Russell, you are being too much!" Russell didn't even look at him and said directly, "Go up and drag her down!" As soon as he spoke, two bodyguards joined forces to pull Seth away. The other two went upstairs directly to go catch her. Seth, who was over fifty years old, was no match for these well-trained bodyguards. Before he could make a move, he was swiftly restrained with both hands and pressed against the nearby wall. He had held a high position for many years, and no one had dared to lay a hand on him for a long time. At that moment, he felt both angry and embarrassed.

“I heard this Layla Xander isn’t even thirty yet. You really think someone that young is up to the task?” Seth had already grossed over ten billion at the box office, and yet he had never named a personal photographer before. Everyone in the industry knew he was still searching for someone who truly matched his vision. Most assumed it would be a seasoned veteran. Who would have thought the one he had his eye on was a girl in her twenties? “Art has never been about age. Plenty of young talents rise fast, and just as many old ones never amount to much.” He raised an eyebrow. “Besides, I’m not that old myself. I still managed to break records. Why can’t she become my go-to photographer?

He was fighting the urge to shift. “I’m sorry!” Seth yelled out. I shuddered at the pain in his voice. “He has Jonas!” The words made me freeze in place and for a moment, I could feel my heart stop beating. Jonas. My nephew. Trevor peered back at me, confused. “Jonas is their pup. He’s two years old” I choked out the words. He looked back at Seth and his claws retracted, standing up straight. Jonas was a bubbly little boy, full of life, mud and sticky things. He was Seth and Emma’s world.

Nathan introduced well. "Wow, look at us thinking we've done so well enough with only a child." Arlene teased Edward. "And as you all should know," Seth started, "this is my one and only wife, Kylie and our three children, Dera and Deya, the twins, they're 8 years old." "Wow!" Arlene sniggered. "That's so early." "And our third daughter, Leila, she's 2 years old." Seth added. "I do remember how freaked out Kylie when she found out that she was pregnant with the twins because she was only 18 years old." Seth laughed.