Young Forever Novels & Stories

She laughed again and ruffled his hair, "Sorry, I thought we were stating the obvious." "Why are you here anyway?" he asked as he smoothened his hair. It was a weekend, though he didn't mind waking up early. It mattered that method he was woken up. "Let's play superhero again!" she repeated cheerfully. Ryan looked at her in disbelief, to him, he was 6 yet he acted more maturedly than she did in her teens. "But that's for kids!" Ryan protested. "Now now Ryan....don't say that. It's always fun playing with you. Besides, it's a future training ground for you."

"Not exactly. There are at least fifteen years of difference between us." "Sixteen." I did the math earlier. It surprised me a lot. For he doesn't look that old, he looks even better than a couple of years back. "You see my point. What would your parents say?" "Nothing." "Nothing? You sure?" I nod. "Yep. My mom was twenty when she met my dad. He was forty-two." He was worried about me being younger than him. We needed to communicate more. "Back then it was less frown upon the age differences because women were expected to stay home while men worked." He nods while I talk; his hand never seems to stay still. He looks for any chance he gets to touch me. Right now is jaw. I don't mind. I like t

Years flew by and Yuna has grown to become a smart, beautiful, and bright 12-year-old that has unlocked the secrets about this world and earth. She had researched countless possibilities and made discoveries that no one could possibly understand in this world. She was indeed in a parallel universe that was not the same as earth.

Angelica McSmith opened the dance floor with her latest boyfriend, Clinton Jay. A nineteen-year-old popular artist who started his music career at the age of ten and had became the dream boyfriend of all girls through his heart melting music and handsome face. The two lovers held unto each other in a romantic way and kept looking into each other's eyes. Alisha decided to forget about Kim Yoon-hye for the night and just enjoy everything. This might be her only opportunity and she wanted to enjoy every single seconds of it and tell it story to her grandkids in the future.

He just disrespected his future father-in-law and kicked him out of the Hotel but none of them was important if Se-Young was this afraid of him. “I don’t know what he wants from me but... but I don’t want to see his face anymore.” she started to cry again. “It is okay, he will not be able to approach you anymore. Don’t worry and stop crying.” he wiped her tears with his thumbs and caressed her hair to calm her nerves down. ~Flashback~ (the Year 2000) (Se-Young 8-years-old) Little Se-Young was playing with her toys and her father was anxiously walking to and fro. When he received a message from his wife, he halted in his steps.

While the twins were celebrating their 18th birthday, another joyful occasion was happening on the other side of their home—the 10th birthday of Maui, the youngest of Amy and Zack. After years of trials and hardships, Maui brought new happiness and color to their lives. Her eyes, full of hope, became a symbol of a new beginning for the family.

After a short briefing with Andrew about his job, he finally left the café while I proceeded to entertain the other applicants. On the other hand, Regina and Agatha has yet to show up together in my office. I wonder what's keeping them busy upstairs? "Thank you so much, Miss Nina. I'll do my best in this job! I swear, you won't regret choosing me!" I laughed at the final applicant who completed the staff list. Ella is nineteen years old and she's the youngest among us. She's a working student, she mentioned that her parents already passed away and her grandmother is the only family left to her. Somehow, I remember my life in her.

Day 8. Monday. Not even out of bed yet and a text from Vera. I always put my phone on quiet, but my sister, Sonya, nosey as ever, opened an eye. 'Who’s that?' 'Vera.' 'Why?' 'Can I pick up her Financial Times? Seems they forgot to include it this morning.' How can such an irrelevancy spark off the imagination of an eleven-year-old? 'Have you seen the heap of papers poor Georgie has to lug up to the House every morning?'

“Sorry, just a message from my boyfriend. You wouldn't understand.” I rolled my eyes, finally finding my hair band. “Oh, save me the details. I’m not in the mood for your fairy tale romance right now.” “Speaking of fairytales,” Tessie’s tone shifted. “Are you ready for today? You better not be late, B. It’s your first day at Silver Stork. You need to make a good impression.” “Relax, Tessie. It’s a club, not a Fortune 500 job.” “It’s not just any club! It’s the biggest one in the city, and after what happened with that douchebag, you need this fresh start.”

Because sometimes the strongest thing you’ll ever do… Is nothing. No reply. No return. No relapsing into old patterns. Just walking away. Quietly. Softly. Completely.