11 Birthdays Book Novels & Stories

One from Adrian. And for the first time, I realized that even small gifts had a way of bringing people closer together. After the conversation ended, I walked into the living room and picked up the new book from the couch. The cover was already a little bent at the corners from being handled so much that afternoon. My child had clearly carried it everywhere in the house. I flipped through the pages slowly. The pictures were bright. Rockets, planets, and stars filled almost every page. It was exactly the kind of book a five-year-old would get excited about.

There are a lot of rumours surrounding the secrecy of their younger years but the most agreed upon was that it was for their own safety. Our story truly begins on the sixteenth birthday of the Le Minuit twin’s birthday. The book was without a doubt the strangest thing I had ever read. The first ten chapters had been written like a textbook, detailing facts and supposition, quoting references and other supporting materials. Then at chapter 11 it started to read like a novel, a bedtime story of two girls that were forced into a position of power before they were ready, only to discover that they wielded power even they did not fully comprehend.

The last book was the one he gave me on my 18th birthday. It was blank. On the title page, he'd written, "I hope your life will be like this book, full of endless possibilities, and you can do whatever you want to do. From the brother who loves you most, Arthur." I closed my eyes. My lashes trembled as a tear fell onto the page, blurring the ink. I'd already done what I wanted to do. It didn't turn out well, but I didn't regret it. Now, it was time to explore life's endless possibilities.

Our Dearest Little Love, We will not be able to be with you until you are old enough to not need us. We wish we could be there with all our heart and soul. This book is filled with spells, stories, and blank pages. It contains everything in the Tirisil Family Grimoire and room for you to add new knowledge into it. One day you will create a book like this for your child, or children. When you’re reading this, it will mean that you are 18 and have returned to Faerl. We don’t know if we will be by your side or not. A lot can change in 18 years. You are far from the new born baby we held so many moons ago and we hope that if we are blessed enough to meet in this lifetime, as we have dreamt of so

Love lots! Edit: I did some revisions because my dear readers are worried of precious baby Jack because he is driving at age 11. Thank you all for your concern!!! 😘

“You aren’t excited?” “Are birthdays supposed to be fun?” I ask, “I have never had a fun birthday.” I admit. “At the compound, they just acknowledged we were another year older for our records and for the orphanage…” I begin but Lila finishes for me, “Sometimes, she remembered but sometimes not, and even if she did- we didn’t get anything or do anything special.” I nod and Caleb frowns but then smiles, “Well, tomorrow will be different. We will celebrate your birthday. 18 is a big deal and we will do it wolf style.”

The bathroom felt like a spa, stone surfaces, a deep tub, warm lights designed to help you relax. “You kept this for me,” Sophia said. Damian nodded. “We never stopped hoping.” She walked to a bookshelf and realized something strange. The books changed by age. Children’s books. Teen novels. Adult fiction. “You updated this,” she said slowly. “Every year,” Lorenzo replied. “On your birthday.” Her chest tightened. "You celebrated my birthday," she said, the reality hitting her like a wave. "Every year, you celebrated my birthday even though I wasn't here."

I tell him. “Benedict is the second born and he is an artist. Colin likes to travel a lot and he is the third child. Daphne is the fourth child and the first girl. She is also who the first book is about. After Daphne’s book, the books go according to birth. The next person is Eloise, followed by Francesca, then Gregory and finally Hyacinth. Though Hyacinth’s book came out before Gregory, his book is the last,” I continue.

“Thank you so much for telling us.” As the others talk, Laila deftly changing the subject to discuss the spice collection we got her, I conjure a big book that explains all sorts of issues like monthly cycles, how babies are made, male and female biology, relationships – all that. It’s the same book my mom gave me as a girl and which I think Midnight probably desperately needs to read. “What’s that?” Midnight asks, leaning forward to peer at the book as I slip it into a very pretty sparkly purple backpack that I think she’ll like.

In my previous life, I began to age at lightning speed soon after I fired Mirabelle. To be honest, it puzzled me. Mirabelle was only in her 40s, yet I ended up looking like I was in my 60s or 70s. Why was that? I had only just swallowed my fear when something horrifying struck. All of a sudden, I felt a foreign object in my mouth. When I spat it out, I found two of my teeth lying in my palm.