Tender Years Novels & Stories

Kane froze, "what are you saying?" "I want to know your stand about us. Are we getting married or are we not getting married? Whichever it is, I will like you to let me know. I can't have people believing that we are engaged to be married and at the end you won't marry me. You are Kane Boron, girls flocks around you and I'm pretty sure a lot of them wants us not to marry so finding someone else won't be hard for you. This betrothal of us has been on for twenty three years now, my age, where is it going?"

“When was that?” Sir Lacson pondered before answering, “I think that was 20 years ago. I can remember it because it was the time I just graduated from college… By the way, why do you have this picture of hers? Do you know her?” he excitedly asked. He is sure that she would be exceptionally beautiful even in her old age. Tyron was startled at this sudden revelation. If it happened 20 years ago, then Everly should be in her old age by now. But, why does she looked like in her 20s still?

The safe distance between us vanished in an instant, and the faint scent of her perfume surrounded me. My breathing nearly stopped. As our eyes met, the fragile tension that had existed between us for years finally lay exposed. "Nathan, it's been four years. Don't you think it's time you gave me an answer?" I tried to push her away, but Fiona didn't move an inch. "Move back first." She pressed her lips together. "You're going to tell me 'next time' again, aren't you?" My face grew hot. Looking at her, it felt as though all the courage I'd been holding back suddenly burst free. I leaned forward and kissed her.

“Slit a cut over his abdomen, I want his entrails to slowly come out so I could draw them,” He shook his head, shedding alligator tears to stop me. Does he forget that I stopped feeling a long ago and his tears are bringing nothing but satisfaction to my heart? Poor thing. Yet, he’s going to be a prime example for those, whoever is out there, considering betraying me, will have to go through worse than this. When my man slit his intestine, his slow yelps satisfied my soul as he was dying of agony. The flood of blood came through his abdomen to my feet as I dipped my brush in it and used it to make his internal organs.

They would try to act cool only to embarrass themselves in front of other people. Thinking that they have some kind of power is one sample of their behavior. Haa~ Lynn sighed as he read the notebook just in case he finds something interesting. However, just like its title, it contains a method on how to cultivate or temper one’s body and soul. There are six stages in this cultivation which is quite detailed for a hoax, so Lynn felt impressed with the man’s dedication in creating such an embarrassing notebook. As he turned the last page, a small piece of paper dropped to the ground and noticed that it was a photo.

Zavir: These girls are impossible to understand! First, it’s “don’t rush me,” and the next moment I’m being blamed for not moving things along! I have to admit, Tanya has changed a lot. For an adult, three years might not mean much, but for a teenager… three years changes everything. I hadn’t realized that my Tanya had already grown into a full-fledged young woman of nineteen.

‎Chapter 44 ‎The Garden Years ‎ ‎Talia ‎ ‎The years after we let go were gentle. ‎ ‎Not in the way of endless summer—there were winters, storms, losses—but gentle in the way a well-worn path is gentle underfoot. Familiar. Kind. The manor settled into a rhythm that felt like breathing. ‎ ‎I was not gone. ‎