Dewey Zero-One 02: Living Under Lies
The bedrooms were big, perfect for two eighteen-year-old huskies. the house had a dining room to the left as one would enter, and the living room on the right. in the living room were comfortable leather sofas and armchairs, and a fifty-inch plasma tv.
Avery’s Awakening
One hundred years later, eighteen year old avery gallaghan finds himself, his sister, and his friends awakened from a hibernation they never knew they entered.
Christopher's Journey in Johto, Chapter 1 (Debut)
I am eighteen years old. the clothes i wear are nothing special, just my preference. i wear a pair of black skateboarding sneakers (they are strong enough to withstand my daily "shenanigans").
Birth of a fetish
There i was, a shy eighteen year-old dalmatian, wearing faded jeans and a t-shirt i'd gotten from some rock concert. there i was, watching max punish travis.
Personal Pride
The eighteen year old grunted softly as his hand stretched out more, almost wide enough to cover an entire pizza from one side to the other... but it was the only part that had changed, one hand... one hand alone.
The Forbidden Truth
The eighteen year old's painted black nails clashed with the bone colored paper as he turned the page, honey brown eyes pouring over the words from between bluish-black bangs.
Moral Fighter Ch.1
eighteen years old and about to start my senior year of high school, i was legal enough to smoke a cigarette, so with my bags of clothes in hand, i light one up, to try and ease my nerves.
Methuselah
Second off, i'm not young i'm-" one hundred and eighteen years old which is quite young, around nineteen years old as you methuselah measure time.
Breaking The Lines: Paradox
year old boy with little to no commonality with the rest of the world.
The Bronx vs. The Bayou - Part 1
It was a lot to take in for the eighteen year old wolf, who had only had thirteen professional fights, though all ended in wins for him.
Red Rocket Soda
The lithe, skinny eighteen year old tipped the bottle back, the late afternoon sun sparkling through the glass as the red liquid drained down jesse's throat.
You know that
Damien was an eighteen year old wolf; about six foot three with light grey fur and deep dark blue eyes. damien looked at himself in the mirror and realised how stupid he looked, he had never looked good in a suit.