Tera Blake Age Novels & Stories

She was silly as always. "So, you're the boyfriend? Where are you taking us?” Shyra seriously asks Tyeron. Tyeron smiled. "Yes, ma'am, by the way, I'm Attorney Tyeron Bon Vanderburgh, and you are Shyra, right?" Shyra covered her mouth. "Are you an attorney? How old are you now?” Shyra asks in surprise. "Yes, ma'am, I'm 29 years old," Tyeron replied. She gave Shyra a secretive look and signaled her to stop, but her friend's mouth had no break.

“So Alpha Blake is also a—” “A witch, yes. I'm the lost daughter of the BloodMoons.” “Wow. That’s why they are as powerful as me.” “Yes.” “I'm happy for you; I'm happy for us; we—” “I don't want to keep it.” “What?” “I'm not ready; I can't have this baby. I'm just twenty-one; this is not how I planned my life.” She said all at once, her lips were trembling, but it was not compared to how my fingers were shaking. My heart even started beating fast; I mean, this was a baby we were talking about, our baby. How could she?

Tired. “I’m getting old,” he replied. “You shouldn’t be here.” “I know,” he said. “But they need to remember. What we lost. What’s still out there.” The woman stepped beside him. Her name was Talia, older than him by a decade, and twice as silent. “You think they’re ready?” Caleb watched the firelight flicker against Evelyn’s face. “No,” he said. “But the dark doesn’t wait for readiness.”

I’ll always keep shit real with you. Thanks, bro. There’s this girl back home and when I say she is pretty damn special, I mean it. Her name is Tatiana, she was still young when I left to come here for my beta training. How young are we talking about here, Nate? At the time, she was thirteen. She is seventeen now and her birthday is coming up in a few days. I’ll tell you, brother, I have never been more excited to celebrate her birthday with her. I’m worried though.

She's 23 years old! “Yes, I know... So, just how many people knew this before me?” Evelyn asked as she pulled back and looked at the adults in the room before her eyes landed on Nadja. The Elder coughed as he looked away, and Blake laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head.

Where Blake she is more adventurous and thrill-seeking, she is more like me, not liking dresses or anything that makes her look like a female. Blake hasn’t disappointed me one bit with her attitude towards her mates, having them wrapped around her little finger. However, as she has gotten older, they are becoming more and more protective of her, which she, of course, being 10 hates. Unfortunately for her, it is only going to get worse until they can claim her at 18.

she laughs again and starts to rock a little bit more. Barbara is 29 and looks like Halle Berry," she says with a twinkle in her eye. "Really! People tell her that all the time. She's light skinned with a figure that we all envy." I can't imagine Cyn envying anyone's figure and I tell her so.

Seraphine was proud of it as she flaunted it around. She then added, “Since I am Blair now, you two can’t control what I do. I can even curse out at you two. Why? Cause you are no longer older than me.” “What’s your age?” Lyle asked. This caused her to be stumped for words. She did know she was in her twenties, and as for Blair, she exactly didn’t know the date or year of her birth. They weren’t big of celebrating birthday, which was obvious given how poor the family was.

He cocked a brow at me, suggestively and I controlled the urge to roll my eyes at him. Blake is a good looking man with brown hairs and amber eyes. His face is clean shaves all the times and he is british. Well, half-british. Blake is 3 years older than me being 24. And, I know I got a good job very early after finishing my graduation but all thanks to my good grades in the final semester. Sometimes, I am just lucky like that. "You hate being called Blakey." I pointed out without looking at him, focusing solely on the screen in front of me.