Twenty-something Book Novels & Stories

"Yes. Completely. Ridiculously. He's smart and kind and makes me laugh and supports my career ambitions and genuinely likes that I'm smarter than him." "Okay. So what's the problem?" "I'm twenty. Twenty, Sophia. People don't get married at twenty anymore. That's insane. Right? Tell me that's insane." I thought about myself at twenty. Building an empire. Planning revenge. Completely alone. "It's not insane," I said carefully. "It's just young." "Too young?" "That depends. Are you ready?" "I don't know. How does anyone know if they're ready?" "You don't. You just decide if you're willing to try."

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Taking a Chance on Love (The Youngers Book 2) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2018 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of br

An act of anxiousness he couldn't get rid of. All those things happened the day Kauthar came to their home and told him so many hurtful words he couldn't remove from his head. He sought out Bushra to help him and she did give him so many books to which he could only read two of them not having time for all the rest. While he was reading, a sex scene came up making his face heat up at the thought of his baby sister reading such things then remembered that she was married once and most probably experienced all those. It didn't stop him from feeling awkward about the fact that his baby sister read those kind of books. Who knows whether she read them before she got married? The books look pretty

PART ONE: New Boy in Town March 2016 CHAPTER ONE The Boy in the Book Lady Brad was browsing the Mystery section in Book Lady on Liberty Street when he noticed the boy staring at him. Well, not a boy exactly. He was probably in his early twenties, more of a young man. The older Brad got, though, the younger everyone else looked to him. Jesus, you’re only thirty-six, stop casting yourself in the role of a geriatric. Although you are closer to forty than twenty. Hell, you’re closer to forty than thirty . . .

“Unfortunately, yes. I was married when I was twenty. It was a big, stupid mistake, but it happened, and I can’t erase it…as much as I’d like to.” “Twenty,” I repeated blankly. Then I shook my head, too discombobulated by this entire information bomb to think straight. “You realize I’m still a year and a half away from twenty, and you’re throwing the number around like it was eons ago. Holy shit, how old are you?” She scowled. “Not that it’s any of your business because it’s totally rude to ask a woman her age, but I’m almost twenty-two.” I calculated in my head. “So you must’ve started working at Forbidden as soon as you hit twenty-one. Because your one year there is coming up in, what...Ma

Celeste “What is so special about my twentieth birthday?” I’ve tried to work it out before. There are some birthdays that are important. Your sweet sixteen, becoming an adult at eighteen, being able to drink at twenty-one. But twenty? What was so significant? I felt like I was going crazy from my inability to understand. My confusion only ran deeper as I continued to stare at Jack, watching his entire face run white as his lips pressed into a thin line. It was as if a monster had suddenly appeared behind me, or as though I’d turned into one myself.

“You’re not twenty—” “Yet,” I said. “And everyone knows that age has little to do with it.” “It has everything to do with it!” he hissed. “No one feels the mating pull before they turn twenty.” I stared up at him. I couldn’t tell if he was lying or that was truly what he believed. “That’s not what the Moon Goddess books say.” He frowned, “What… What book?” I rolled my eyes and marched back to my table. I pulled out the book from my bag and opened it to the page. As I turned around, I froze. He was pale, staring at the book.

Surely her uncle would not try anything with her? Not that she thought he was ugly or anything. Her 'uncle' was very handsome and she knew it. It was just that she was still young and her seventeenth birthday would not be for another week. Her heart stopped when she realized that this would be the first birthday that she would spend without her parents. She bit her bottom lip and looked down. She had to forget about it now. Her parents were not here and she couldn't change things no matter how hard she tried.

He didn’t. ‘Then,’ he said, ‘one day I woke up and realized I was twenty-two years old and still doing exactly what I had done when I was eighteen. I hadn’t grown. I hadn’t changed. And I was living from pay-day to pay-day like a kid, only I wasn’t a kid any longer.’

He didn’t reply right away but enclosed me in his arms. “Can we now start all over again?” he asked, smiling through his tears. I nodded and smiled. And at that moment, I also sent a quick prayer for Zed that he could also move on and start over. THE END Author's note: Thank you so much for reading Book 1 and 2. Book 3 will follow and it will be a standalone story of Zed. We also want him to be happy, right? And if you like the story, please reward this author with a review. I wish to know your thoughts on the characters' journey. See you on their next journey.