Talia Jackson Age Novels & Stories

Talia (Age 30) “Ugh! Adina, you need to hurry up! You’ll be late!” I shout at my pup. She is 10 years old now and will be going to a shared human and wolf school in town for 5th grade. She is always running late. I must make my meeting in time if I don’t want to hear my brother scorn me again.

I wouldn't mind fucking her. Ow, Jade what are you doing? She slept with Jackson, remember. And I immediately shooke that thought away from my head. The spatula in her hand was completely still, even though the eggs in the pan were already starting to burn. "Oh, hey," she said brightly, like we were friends. "You're already going to school." I didn't answer. I opened the fridge to grap some soda. She turned to look at me. She was maybe twenty two. Tops. Probably a little bit older or my age, twenty. But I knew Jackson wouldn't risk to sleep with an underage. He loves his reputation more than anything.

Taliana wasn’t sure what she would do if this situation had the same outcome. “I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Jude said soothingly, patting Taliana’s arm. In the fifteen-minute drive from the hotel to her house, she and Jude had gotten to know each other. Jude now knew Taliana was seventeen, had moved back to D.C. after spending six years in LA, and absolutely despised geese. In return he’d told her that his birthday was on Christmas Eve, he’d moved there from Miami a couple years ago, and that he’d once been hit on by an honest to god pirate.

“Too old? You can’t be older than me.” “I’m nineteen.” Lyra blinked, shocked. “You’re nineteen?” “How old are you then?” “I’m twenty-five,” Lyra admitted. Talia raised her eyebrows, then laughed. “Now that’s old.” Lyra nudged her shoulder. “Hey. I am not old, thank you very much.” “Why do you sound surprised anyway?” Talia asked, tilting her head slightly. Lyra shrugged. “You just seem… older, that’s all.” “That’s because of my pack status… I have an image to uphold.”

Talia POV. Talia, the girl next door, not anyone special, I look like any girl from the neighborhood, brown locks with some highlights, brown eyes, I’m not small nor tall, I’m just average. I’m twenty one, I graduated college with a communication degree that I found no job in, so I worked in any available job, in a local company.

He took it and got up from the ground as he nodded his head. “Well, well. You have won. What do you want? Consider that as a birthday gift” He spoke and I asked him in a whisper, “Anything I want?” “Anything” He answered and I gave him a small smile. Jake winked and left me to my imagination of what ‘anything’ could possibly mean as I and Talia joined another small group to do some exercises. Talia was feeling a bit better so she joined but did not move her feet much. She only did hand and upper body exercises and after an hour or so, we called it a day.

Talia's smile was radiant. "Next to you, I'm just the ugly duckling." Nance shot back. "Plus, you've got such a sweet nature. The guy who lands you is one lucky fella!" Talia let out a soft giggle. "I'm already hitched, and my little one's nearly five!" "What!?" Nance's eyes widened. "You're so young, and you've got a kid already?" "Yep!" Talia beamed. "Is it that hard to believe?"

I do not want her to have to go through the same thing I went through. Talia is 20 years old and normally it was weird that she hadn't had her first complete shift and it was seen as bad, but she did have her first shift, only that she didn't get a full transformation and this had a lot of people talking and it got her sad. I knew what it was like to be in her shoes, I had gone through the same thing but mine was worse since I thought I didn’t have a wolf.

Taliah involuntarily stepped back, only to be grabbed by the nearest man. "This is the girl Jackson had been hiding. She's quite charming and a good actress, but she looks a little young." "It doesn't matter if she's young or not. I heard she hasn't been deflowered yet?" The speaker looked at Chadwick for confirmation. Chadwick raised an eyebrow in feigned sophistication. "She just turned 20 and never had a boyfriend in college. She's very clean. Whether she's been deflowered or not, well, that's something to find out."

She looks at me in that way a mother dotes on her child when they have an injury. “Tara, really. I’m fine. I think I am just still a little buzzed from the party.” “Jason, you do realize that was two days ago.” Now she looks really concerned as she helps me up off of the floor and to the couch. Tara is my older sister by a year and three months. She is 34, and any man would be lucky to have her, but she has yet to find that right one. She is pale, and it matches with her long dirty blonde hair and her beautiful green eyes.