Seventeen Dino Novels & Stories

I turned to Rhett with a raised eyebrow, genuinely interested. Ruby nudged her brother with a grin. “He’s really good. He knows all kinds of facts. But he never admits it.” Rhett shrugged, looking slightly bashful. “Naa… not really. Just learning.” “Come on, don’t be modest,” I encouraged him. “Tell me something cool. I’m all ears.” He hesitated, then took a deep breath, as if preparing a speech. “Well, dinosaurs were a group of reptiles that lived on Earth for about 245 million years. They first appeared during the Triassic period, back when all the land was one big supercontinent called Pangaea.”

Well, at least the Henry she created in her mind– the charming, unpredictable paramour, and in some way, I do like that version. Theo came around this time. Flushed, embarrassed and a bit annoyed. Nothing out of the usual. Dove greeted him first, "How are you darling?" He mumbled something I couldn't hear over the blasting music and rumbling crowd but I saw Dove comfort him. She does a really great job in coddling Theo. Like an older sister to a much younger brother. When in reality it's Theo who's the older one by eight months. And this is the main reason why Dove thought Theo was joking when he asked her out when we were fifteen. She couldn't be convinced that it wasn't one of our bets. An

Instead, he stood. “I’ll see you around,” he said, carefully neutral. “Yeah,” I echoed. He walked away before I could stop myself from turning back to watch him go. Something inside me cracked then quietly, invisibly but deep enough that I knew it would matter. Because this wasn’t nothing. This wasn’t coincidence. This was the beginning of something I didn’t know how to control, something heavy with expectation and fear and hope all tangled together. At seventeen, promises were dangerous things. And I had a feeling we were about to make some we didn’t yet understand.

Sebastian said, folding his arms and snubbing Silas. Serena inhaled. “Bastin—” Silas lifted a hand. “No. Let him speak. I want to hear what he has to say.” “Dino wanted to fly,” Sebastian said reasonably. Silas folded his arms. “Dino does not fly.” Sebastian frowned. “He jumps.” Silas opened his mouth. Closed it. Tried again. “You can’t jump through glass.” Sebastian pointed at his arm. “Dino did.” “And look what happened to your arm,” Silas said, staring at the bandage. “Dino is banned for one month.”

Dino put his hand on his chin and imagined an unrealistic thought, "Then if I debuted as an actor, I should have my stage name. What stage name can I use? I wanted a cool one. Hmmmmm?" He walked around in circle while thinking. "Ahh!" Right when he stopped, an idea popped out. "What about Dino Smith? Or Dino Bond? Dino Pitt? Dino Jolie? Dinao Ming Zi?" Tilting his head, because he found all of those names familiar to his ears, another idea came. "Ahh! What if I make a name similar to superheroes?! Like spiderman, I'll have Dinoman." Soon, his smile evaporated.

Adrian happily pulled Seventeen to the sofa and let him sit down. After Seventeen sat down, Adrian started to ask his 100,0000 questions, and Seventeen cooperated with Adrian and answered his questions. Then there was a question and answer. Adrian: “Uncle Seventeen, why are you called Seventeen? Is it because you are ranked seventeen?” Seventeen replied, “Yes.” Adrian asked again, “Uncle Seventeen, are you good at fighting?” “Yes.” Adrian asked, “Does Uncle Seventeen like Adrian?”