Unfathomable Senior Novels & Stories

I looked into my uncles grey eyes with a broken expression and sniffled. Unlike my father my uncle seemed to had aged well. I always was envious of him because he seemed healthy, even with his age. His hair was a striking grey and his face had minimal wrinkles. It was like he aged like wine while my father aged like a banana once he hit 50. Tony was always the quiet one that stayed to himself but still he took it upon himself to lean across the table and give me the comfort I needed. I always assumed he hated me like everyone else because he rarely talked but maybe I was wrong.

The old man said, "From what I know, Senior Fremont was said to have mastered the upper dimensional laws. Rumor has it that these elites have the power to see the future and they're in charge of how things happen in the universe." Wilbur was confused. "Are you saying that Senior Fremont leaving the eighth dragon cauldron in the merfolk realm was also his duty?" The old man shook his head. "That might not be as likely. These true elites like doing some things that regular people can never understand. Senior Fremont's pushing a thousand years old, and he has definitely seen many, many things. He's bound to have his own views and experiences. However, I'm sure there's a method to his madness, j

And now, as Damon took a closer look at the five dead men, each man had letters branded on his forehead, R, I, MA, T, and UM. "Rape, Incest, Mate Abuse, Treachery, and Undeserved Murder." Holy shit. Damon was suddenly happy to be alive and unmarked; Karistus was BADASS. Of the thirteen wolves that had accompanied him on his run, five wolves were now dead, seven remained unconscious, but living and one had ascended to something different entirely. "Where is she heading now?" Knox looked off into the distance, noticing the weather changing as judgment roamed the earth once more.

One of them hastened to ask. The young man who had spoken earlier watched as Lucas walked further and further away. Then, he lifted his eyes to look at the sun that was hanging in the sky at a forty-five-degree angle and said slowly. "The so-called Senior is not just a powerhouse but a super powerhouse. Why else did Joanna address him as Senior then?” When the others heard what he had said, they started exchanging glances with each other. A super powerhouse? The man appeared to be only two years older than Joanna, though. How could he possibly be a super powerhouse?

This mysterious senior really was quite something, slipping away without anyone noticing. What? He had left? Amie stopped short at the words as well. That was… real fast. "Sigh!" Just then, Kimberly could not help but let out a breath. "Oh, it would have been great if that mysterious senior had been able to help us take down Great Elder. I'm sure he would have had Great Elder begging for mercy on his knees…" As she spoke, Kimberly stared at the statue in awe… Elder Hexa flashed a bitter smile as well. "Yes, it seems like fate had other plans for us."

He smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, forget about the fact that I am a cripple now. Even if I am at my peak, I might not be a match for him." Back then, all the overlords on the Ancient Battlefield were unable to do anything to this fellow. No matter how confident Samuel was, he would definitely not be so confident that he could be compared to them. "He's undying and hard to deal with. However, young man, you've forgotten something." The old man chuckled and disappeared. His voice came from the air again. "Come to me when you think of something." As soon as he finished speaking, Samuel was left alone once more in the dark flowing light space.

Adjusting my black satin dress I forced my legs to move forward to where my Aunt Veronica stood, her red eyes stared sorrowful at me. "Thank you Aunty." Instinctively we pulled each other into a comforting embrace, it seemed natural to hug each other as if we never wanted to let go, even though we haven't spoken in six years. "My brother will forever live on in our hearts." She smiled tearfully at me, I didn't have the strength to smile back, being surrounded by the people who abandoned my father when he needed them most was suffocating. I squinted at the paper in front of me, the dancing puddle of black ink was confusing. My writing appeared foreign to me and I began to rethink my decision