Mother's Day
Around the table sat their three children; eighteen-year-old christian, whose fur was somewhere between the soft blond of his father and the rich brown of his mother.
Knot In My Tummy • art/story collab with Lumi
eighteen years old, both of you, wearing tacky-ass blue suits. yeah, dad's an inch taller and his snout's longer, but your build, your posture, your eyes are so damn alike.
Pact: Prologue part 2
Just what kind of deal did his mother make to rope in an immortal mystic like this dragon to be a bodyguard for an eighteen year old shaman?
What's your name again?
Now it's normally awkward as a forty five year old to be introduced to your eighteen year old boyfriend's parents.
Under Control - Prologue - First Time for Everything
The eighteen year old grey wolf sighed again, a paw on his glass to bring it to his lips. his tongue worked its way around his lips to clean up any lingering drops of the strong liquor that coated his muzzle.
Joel and the Muscle Beast - 4
Joel turned back to his phone, desperately checking the digital byron for anything that might seem beyond the reach of a normal eighteen year old, ignoring the fact that byron had more muscle than any eighteen year old had the right to have.
AZ-01 Sagittarian Sunrise
He still appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old, but he stood a lot taller now. almost two feet taller, and his weight had obviously increased by up to six times his human's weight.
Making an Ass 0 - Origins of a Weredonkey
It was quite a strange sight, an eighteen year old standing in nothing but underwear in a kitchen, eating as if he had a feed bag of trail mix. bite by bite, colton just kept eating.
Herding the Shepherds
The eighteen year old heard the quartet of legs out of order and opened his eyes, looking into the goat's eyes. ari grinned, reaching out to pet the creature. "can you not sleep?" ari asked. "baaaah." the goat bleated in reply.
Testimony of a Killer- Chapter 3
There was no damn way he was eighteen years old... he just started acting like it but, no way in hell he was eighteen years old. i guess there were a lot of little people out there but damn.
Children Of Keeval-da: When Dreams Collide
Said a brawny young man possibly seventeen or eighteen years old. he had short brown hair beady eyes and a grizzled visage. wearing his rope belted tan pants and neat white cloth tabard. "this is my lair and lizards aren't welcome!"
Team Spirit
Aaron brushed past the eighteen year old, wishing he had the nerve to slap his teammate's ass--a way to grope him without giving anything away.