Ugo Lord Age Novels & Stories

He did not show the slightest hint that he was approaching old age. Given David's powers, he was probably not too young. Everyone guessed he was somewhere between 40 and 50 years old. A mid-god Ranker in his 40s or 50s. This talent was phenomenal!

He does hate me. "Zia, I am Gecip, the oldest after brother, I am 1250 years old. Very nice meeting you" A person spoke who has very short blue hair. Which is properly set and combed. His deep black eyes look so beautiful. He looks almost human until I see those fangs in his mouth as he speaks.

awesome. "Hello, everyone!" Giles waved his hand, "Before we start we would like to greet a happy birthday our school Director Mr. Jung!" And then he turned to the left of the stage where that 'Mr. Jung' guy was sitting. Everyone clapped their hands, and I was one of them. Mr. Jung stood up and waved his hand to the crowd while smiling ear to ear. Hmm, this is my first time seeing his face, maybe because I'm just new here. I think he's in his early 50's but it's not obvious because he still looks younger than his age. I'm really good at predicting a person's age so I can say he's in his early 50's, but I'm not sure if my prediction is correct.

- I said suddenly, because this detail worried me. - Well... This is a good hint. Turns out this werewolf must be much younger than me, at least 150 or probably more than 200 years.- Oliver answered.- Your mother is probably so focused on me, the vampire, that the young werewolf's aura must have escaped her senses. Sometimes too much confidence in ourselves and our judgments makes us miss something small, seemingly insignificant.- he emphasized.

Chapter 2 Roman Aguilera has now ruled his pack for the last 175 years now. He is knowledgeable. Feared. Recognized for his battle strategies and the number of territories that he had taken over. He looks young and handsome. His father who had left leadership to him is currently 673 years old. His family is the only known wolf family blessed with old age. Any wolf from the Aguilera family would only start physically aging at the ripe age of 435. ………

Is he even interested in dating? "This has been a lovely night, Gold..." The golden boy is pulled back to reality when Olive speaks again. She finishes the remaining liquid in her champagne glass. Gold copies her action. As in he's drinking champagne too. He's allowed to drink now. The golden boy is actually celebrating his 18th birthday today. This is what made Olive feel more special. Gold really chose to spend his natal day with her.

They also serve blood but due to the cold weather, Gideon has decided that a cup of hot cappuccino would be great. Gideon and I talked for a while. He mentioned a lot of things, for a second I thought I'm talking to a teenage girl. He's so energetic as usual, he always speaks what's in his mind. He's also loud, a few heads turned to us every now and then. “I'm actually three hundred and five years old. Quite young compared to Ambrose.” He said with a smile. “You call that young?” I laughed, but it didn't hide the shocked expression. Gideon's chuckle echoed inside the café as he stared at me unbelievably.

Oscar says. "Okay, okay. You have been rubbing it into my face that I am older than you since we met. Do you think I feel happy having a little pup like you as my mate? I am used to mature men. I'm not used to teenagers. Oh, please tell me you're older than twenty and not a teenager anymore," I say as I look at his young face. I hope he shaved this morning and at least already has a beard. "I am twenty-two," Oscar answers.

I asked, highly disappointed, and morphed my face into a disgusted, unimpressed look. "Probably 110 years old. I don't keep tabs on my age." He shrugged, answering it casually. "WHAT!? Wait so you're like really old? Like a grandpa who went through plastic surgery??" I was beyond shook. "I'm not old!" He said, sounding offended. "110 is old! You want me to say how young that is because it's not! OMG! My mate is some oldie moldy wizard." He sent me deadpanned look. Flexing his jaw as he took into what I spoke.

Spontaneous laughter erupted as well as a surprising clap of shoulders from the man who had just spoken. "And wait for this slut to seduce a bastard who won't be swayed by her crotch. Do you think I have this much time on my hands? Princess O'Douglas is indeed already 25 years old as I waited. But let's not forget the fact that O'Douglas' hiding under the armpits of the Canadian government is coming to an end." "I want to do my job quickly. There's no way O'Douglas will let us touch his 'antimatter'. I would have gotten O'Douglas' daughter already, if you hadn't kept holding me back," the old man continued in a regretful tone.