Sleeping Beauty Age Gap Novels & Stories

Steve was quiet for a while and then broke a smile, reaching for a bottle of water this time. "Is that a joke?." He asked with a laugh after a few seconds. Maxwell didn't answer, watching Steve laugh, nothing in his tone depicted that he was joking, but if the roles were reversed, he would have laughed too. Maybe not laugh, but he would groan out loud and then walk away. "You're serious?." Steve's laugh stopped. "What do you mean younger women?, my wife and I have a four year gap." Maxwell shook his head, "That's almost normal these days, I'm talking about nine to ten years difference."

"God, it's sick." Yes, she's technically an adult, but the twenty-year age gap makes my skin crawl. How does he expect me to wake up next to someone barely out of high school and call her my wife? I scoff, shrugging my jacket off. "No way. There's no way I'm agreeing to this." Still, the question gnaws at me: Who are her parents? What kind of people marry off their daughter to a man almost twice her age? I glance down at the woman kneeling before me, sucking my dick, her doe eyes looking up like I'm her savior. Fuck off.

She is truly in love with him, but she won’t admit it because she thinks that he’s too young. “Age gap doesn’t matter in love. I am seventeen and you are thirty-one. After ten years, I will be twenty-seven and you will be fourty-one. After twenty years, I will be thirty-seven and you will be fifty-one. The older we get, the less it would matter. We are only a man and a woman in love.” Ahn Hana doesn’t know how to respond. It’s true that age gap stops mattering after one reaches a certain age.

she asked, her smile wavered, betraying her nervousness. Mrs. Jang shrugged casually and said, "It's just, it seems you have a huge age gap between you two. He looks in his mid-twenties, and you look barely 18. The story must be very interesting," Mrs. Jang prodded inquisitively. "Oh. We don't have that huge..." "You don't even have a ring on," Mrs. Jang pointed out, her brows now knitted into a frown. Sera quickly hid her hand behind her back.

He loved doing that. "You've given me everything except...." I started my bargain again. And he has to agree this time. "Except...?" "Except you won't agree to have another baby with me." I smiled sadly. "Because this one in your belly is already going to be six years younger than Thea and Aaron." "You and Isabella are seven years apart. Another two will be just another year apart. We could try just after this one." This time I was angry. If age difference is why he's being this resilient. I damn sure am going to kill him!

Elliot frowned. He probably did not feel very good about the situation. On the way to the airport, he and Avery began to discuss the matter. "We shouldn't allow Eric to spend too much time with Layla in the future. What if he has impure intentions?" Elliot said sternly with furrowed brows. "Do you know the age difference between them, Elliot? They're almost twenty years apart!" Avery said. "It's only a fifteen-year gap," Elliot said. "I once read an article about a couple with a fifty-one-year age gap, and they got married! Do you really think that a mere fifteen-year gap could stop Eric from having any impure intentions toward our daughter?"

“There's someone. Someone I've been thinking about.” Sophie’s eyes lit up, bringing back her teasing self. “Ooooh, someone? I knew it. I knew something went down in Paris….wait, you met him in Paris, right? miss no cute boy in Paris.” I rolled my eyes, but that part of me that wanted to talk about it couldn't help but feel relieved at finally being able to share how I feel. “He's divorced and older, I'm talking about the wide age gap.” Jade frowned, holding up a finger to stop me “Okay hold up…That sounds a little complicated. You don't usually go for guys who are much older than you.”

After five years together, he was still my first love, and our relationship had grown so beautifully. Yes, I was young, but age wasn’t a concern when it came to love. Marcus was five years older than me, and I liked it that way. The age gap felt perfect. He was everything I could ask for. He is handsome, respectful, hardworking, and rich. Who could say no to a man like that, especially when he swept you off your feet with a proposal? I sure couldn’t. I couldn’t wait to be his wife.

“Y-Yes. Is that okay?” Her children screamed in excitement. Even Macy and Marcus came over to join in. They clapped their hands. “Wow! Our mom’s turning into a young woman!” Martha laughed. Vangie’s cheeks turned even redder. “What’s with you guys? This is so embarrassing.” Marica shook her head. “No, Mom! It’s fine with us.” “But kids, he’s younger than me.” “Young? How old is he?” Mabel asked. “Thirty.”

I asked, teasing. “I wouldn’t be asking if I could. With this beard, it’s hard to tell. It makes you look older. John looked like he might be in his late twenties. But you’re saying he’s older than you. So that either means you’re in your mid-twenties, or he’s a lot older than he looks,” she rolled her eyes. “I’m twenty-eight, thank you very much. And yes, I know we have a decent age gap. Werewolves don’t look at age the same because the moon goddess destines our mates, and we age slower after our first shift,” I explained.