Toga Age Novels & Stories

"Hold on! A minute! What are you doing right now?" Tessa snapped and quickly left Jake's arms. She kept her hands akimbo. "You!" She pointed at Jake. "Who said you could drink? Have you forgotten that you're a minor?" "Minor. I'm 208 years old, please" Jake blabbed. "Whatever. You still have a student's body so that means you're a minor!" Jake only shook his head. "And you!" Tessa pointed at Connor.

But in Thyago's condition, she couldn't help to feel his sadness and frustrations. Seeing Thyago now, he seemed responsible and matured enough to think that way. He was just in high school if she was not mistaken. He's probably fifteen or sixteen years old and considering his age, he's way too matured and responsible enough to think and make such decisions like that. A good and impressive trait in a boy towards becoming a good man, she thought. "You are such a responsible person, Thyago." She smiled being impressed by him. With that, she admired him more.

“I don’t seek attention by doing such stupid things.” By now Alyssa’s nervousness was mixed with irritation. “How old are you Jade?” she asked. Jade knew what Alyssa meant. “I am a hundred years old!” she replied. “And I behave like adults, not like kids!” “What a relic!” Alyssa muttered. Shocked at her remark, Tova wanted to laugh, but coughed in his fist. Jade gritted her teeth. Her determination to show the door to the witch went a notch higher.

Qin Haodong said in surprise, "I'm not going on a blind date. Why should I lie about my age?" The middle-aged man raised his hand and patted his forehead. "I forgot! Forgot! If you are over 30 years old, the crystal will give off a warning." He immediately said with a big smile, "Congratulations on becoming a member of our Tortoise Academy!"

He leaned against the table, arms crossed, studying her with quiet, unmistakable interest. Ethan Lawson. Twenty-five years old. And already wondering who the woman was who’d made his mother smile like she used to when he was a boy.

I gave him my usual smile. “Alisa Vega,” he gasped, and his two other friends all whipped around to look. They looked young—eighteen or nineteen, and now that they were facing me, I saw the AG Training Academy insignia on the breasts of their uniform. I heard that regular agents can enter the Academy at the age of fifteen, and if you’re any good at all, you can graduate before you reach twenty. If they were here at HQ, it meant that they were probably this year’s graduating class and were here for practical experience. I wondered if they were the recruits Dad’s been handling.

Octavia Pov “Hello, I am Luna Octavia. Tomorrow, everyone from age 16 to age 21 with no pup will be shown to the training area to train. Anyone else above age 21 that doesn’t have pups, or that has pups and still wish to train, please join,” I said. A set of people raised their head. “Yes?” I asked, pointing at one and he is from Middletown. He looks to be about 16 years old.

You're only seven or eight years younger than Tyga, what makes you think you can say that? "Besides, if you want to talk about age, even Michel does not think of himself as old. What does Tyga's age matter then?" Michel's face darkened instantly. Angelo, who was with him, said unhappily, "Mason, how dare you interject when Cassidy is talking to Tyga? "Tyga, is that how you manage your juniors? He has no manners at all!" Although Tyga was almost fifty years old already, he was considered a junior in front of these top bosses. That was because he joined the underworld late.

Crossing my arms, I curved the corner of my mouth to form a smirk. “ Oh really, just how old are you?” I asked in an amused tone, with him responding in a similar one. “ Well as you know Aghan is the oldest and is 17. I'm 15. Adrian and Alhadera are 13. And Balmoh is 8. So you see, we aren't so young asides from Balmoh. We might as well told Aghan to represent us, he's almost an adult you know.” Lafeya wiggled his brows and facepalmed, groaning. There was a goofy side to him after all. Plus, Charlaedon used the same system of 18-year-olds as adults.

“Can I ask you something?” “Y-yes?” Tiago stuttered as if he was expecting the worst. I let out a chuckle. “Don’t worry. It’s just a question.” “You and Anya seem really young. How old are you?” I asked. Tiago’s face lit up the second I mentioned Anya’s name. “Anya is twenty, and I’m twenty-one,” Tiago spoke. “I know we’re still young, but—“ “No.” I shrugged. “My parents got married when they were twenty.”