The Grownup Novels & Stories

Not a little grown-up who thinks he has to look after his Mommy. "Honey, you don't have to be the man of the house. Mommy can look after herself. Mommy is the grown-up here and needs to learn to be a boy. Mommy wants to send you to school so that you can learn how to play with other children. It is time that you become a child and stop trying to be a grown-up. I love you very much and know you are only trying to protect me, but you don't have to worry about Mommy. Mommy is big enough to look after herself. I want you to enjoy your childhood," I say as we walk to the car.

However, I really don't want to give up. Life is still long, ahead is full of thorns, if I am not strong enough to face the present, how can I continue to live? I can't just depend on others, I have to grow up. Nothing is permanent. Before, when I was with Brian, being cared for and worried by him little by little, I thought that I didn't need to grow up. However, that love story did not last long, and now, I have to shoulder it all by myself.

I muttered before making my way to the boss’s office. I knocked before walking in to see an orange head, clad in a traditional black and white suit sitting on his chair behind the desk. Diamond studs in his ear gleaming in light falling down on him from the ceiling. The guy was in his late 80s but managed to cheat age quite well. If you didn't know you could never guess his age right. “There you are. Little Duke.” I gritted my teeth at the nickname he had given me. I hated it, but he seems to enjoy messing with me.

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“Don’t be sad. The Moon Goddess will arrange our fate again. She’ll give you a new mate.” I nodded. Walking through the rain, droplets slid off the edge of my umbrella. I smiled faintly. “I’m not sad anymore, Rowan. Did you forget? I’m pregnant.” “Soon, I’ll have a new family of my own.” The rain pattered loudly against the umbrella, as if celebrating the news. I raised my hand and gently rested it on my still-flat stomach. But I knew that small life was quietly growing there. This pup was the most precious gift the Moon Goddess had given me.

I said, acting like a gentleman. “It seems you’re growing up every day a little.” “Excuse me?” “Finally, you talked like an adult instead of acting childish because sometimes, I feel like I married a child instead of an adult.” “You keep testing my patience, don’t you?” “The same goes with you, too.”

Lilly looking around, “Remember when we used to come here after school, dreaming about growing up and becoming independent adults?” This was always our go-to spot. When we needed to relax. When we needed something sweet. When we needed to drown our sorrows. It helped that it sat right next to the bookstore where we used to borrow novels and lose ourselves for hours. We haven’t been here in over a year, though, but still, it feels like stepping home. “Adulting is a fucking scam,” I chuckle. “Why were we so eager to grow up?” She laughs, already heading toward the counter. “Because we wanted freedom.”

“You look… so grown up.” . . . Starlight ✍️

My name was Victory Carlson, and I was a college student. I had a pure, lovely, and youthful look, and an impressive 36E bust, and I easily attracted Damon Powell's attention the moment I appeared. Damon was my boyfriend. He'd always wanted to have sex with me, but I listened to advice from my stepdad, Charlie Kramer, that I was only truly considered an adult after I turned 21 years old. "It's going to be my 21st birthday in two days. I'll let you have your wish when that time comes," I told Damon while nestled in his arms in the grove of trees on campus.

Hey guys, I want to thank everyone that was with me throughout the journey of this book and i appreciation you guys for supporting me even in my inconsistency. I want to use this medium to announce that Fallen Apart has finally come to an end. Yeah, it’s a bit heartbreaking to close the Chapter of Aria and Dave forever.