Adolescent Novels & Stories

Hello there! I'm Mason Woods and I'm about to take you back to the past—back to my childhood and my teendom days. Don't hate me for some of the things I did, my hormones are craaaazy Being a teenager is an amazing time a hard time. It's when you make your best friends- I have girls who will never leave my heart and I still talk to. You get the best and the worst as a teen. You have the best friendships and the worst heart breaks

Rachael stiffened her laughter as she started at Joy. "Bloom of youth is simply the stage where sexual desires are very high. Most of the time, it occurs in teenagers, which results in developing crushes, infatuation, and attraction. Not until one passes the bloom of youth, one cannot experience true love," Rachael explained. "Wow, that is great Miss Rachael. I feel I have passed my bloom of youth recently, "Joy said in a rather funny tone. "You wish. It depends on tho. While some tend to leave that stage faster, some might not get past it not until they are in their mid or late 20's," Joy nodded at her friend's explanation.

-Me) I hit the send button and got back to work. I put most of the stuff in my cabinet. I have snacks and other food in there to eat if I get hungry and can’t get out or the day gets too busy to order lunch. TING! (You are welcome, my little sprite. I was told ginger ale is good for nausea, so I put some in there. No offense, but I tried some, and that shit is terrible, but if it helps you, then it is ok.-Kaden)

High school is the worse place for a sixteen-year-old girl with growing pains; I mean think about it, you're cooped up with twenty or thirty of your so-called peers. Everyone is judging and critiquing everyone else, everything you do comes under a microscope, and heaven forbid you're anything bigger than a size four, well then you're just not worth the air you breathe. I'm a size ten and I have no interest in starving myself into a lesser size. Apparently that's considered teenage suicide to think like that, bleh.

He said. I was stunned into silence for a moment. Conan had turned eight last month. Wasn't even close to being able to shift yet. The hormones in his body weren't enough. Pre-teens and teens just entering puberty tend to shift. The earliest safe shift I had ever heard of was an eleven-year-old boy. His body must be splitting in half by now. Screaming in pain from his fragile bones forming and reforming. "It is rather neat. But we can talk about this a bit later. I first need to get you-"

Those same boys, who had squished their faces into looks of disgust whenever a she-wolf their age walked by, now chased them in flocks of strong-scented cologne and spearmint gum. When the other she-wolves realized the newfound power they acquired in addition to their growing chests and backsides, it was only a matter of time before the games of chase began. There would be many discoveries and realizations during those three long months, all of which marked the beginning of what would someday become adulthood. When high school rolled around, the children who once pretended I didn’t exist were now infused with a newfound sense of courage that wouldn’t cease. Teenage hormones and cruel curiosi

He teased her, "That's because you're still a student." "I'm already 18 years old, and I'm an adult. I can handle my alcohol!" Larissa said with a hint of annoyance in her voice. Ambrose looked into her eyes and said, "No means no. As far as I'm concerned, you're only considered an adult once you're 20."

I guess he got that from traveling around the world as well. “She isn’t an adult, Koda,” I told my brother, who now rolled his eyes at me. “She’s nineteen, Adam.” He countered, making me lift my hands. “Exactly my point! Still a minor!” I told him “Adam, you were nineteen when mom and dad died and you became our legal guardian. Believe me when I say that at nineteen, you are an adult.” Koda spoke to me, making me sigh. Because no, when I was nineteen, I hadn’t been an adult… I had just been forced to grow up overnight to be able to take care of my siblings. All in all… I had just been a kid raising kids.

At the time Adrian finds it a bit strange to accept her request as he’s still fifteen years old at the time, although he has a matured body frame that at the time made him look like twenty five if someone was to take a guess. That’s because he’s spent a lot of time to compress his Kareth so much, plus the sealing part also took a significant amount of his Kareth that now reduces his body size. His body started to grow so much in the first place because of the power he wielded inside of him.

Hadn't been paying that kind of attention. I was paying it now. He was probably around my age, mid-thirties, with the kind of face that suggested he spent more time thinking about ideas than maintaining a careful professional appearance. His hair was slightly too long. His clothes fit in a way that suggested he'd gotten dressed without considering whether they coordinated. There was something about him that suggested he operated on a completely different frequency than the rest of the world. "Adrian," he said, extending his hand. "I've heard you're excellent at strategy."