Ugo Lord Age Novels & Stories

He introduced himself and started walking again. I was quietly following him until another important question popped in my head. "What's your age?" I asked, whilst jogging to catch up with him. "What do I look like?" He asked back. "Vampires stop aging after 23 or something so you better be honest with your age" I said, looking straight into his eyes.He laughed. "I'm not that old, just 204 years— I choked on my saliva when he said two hundred and four..He is too old..He must be experienced in controlling his strength.Should I ask any advice from him?

Oliver “Oliver Graham, get your keister moving! The boss will be in any minute!” I groaned as I rolled off of my bed in the back of the workshop. Sleep had glued my eyes shut during the night. I aggressively rubbed at my lids, just trying to be able to pry them open. My name is Oliver Graham. The year is 1934, and I turned twenty-two a few months ago. I didn’t think there was anything too special about me.