11 Birthdays Novels & Stories

I smile at him shyly and keep walking. Back at the school, each of them gives me their gifts and surprise me with a birthday cake. It was a small celebration. Just my friends. I'm grateful that Penelope didn't throw something bigger. I'm not much of the party girl type. While we are eating in the common room I get texts from my mom and a few other family members wishing me a happy birthday.

Ten Years Later Brianna's POV I have been swamped and nervous today. Aiden just turned ten years old.....TEN! Can you believe that? Why are my babies growing up so fast? My baby girl Emily just turned eight herself in late August. For a while, when I was pregnant with her, I thought she was going to be born on my birthday. But she was born a week after mine, on the twenty-first.

They would train every day and cultivate when they have time. Seven months had passed. Soheila and the six birds decided to stop cultivating for Soheila's 18th birthday. Soheila was too excited since she knew that a girl's 18th birthday was a special day for them. Back on earth, she hasn't experienced celebrating her 18th birthday because she was too busy doing work.

Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what. Rule number ten: Best friends must fix fights before the day ends. Rule number eleven: Best friends never let anyone come between them. And rule number twelve: Best friends forever — no matter what happens. In a few hours, I’ll officially become a tenth-grade student. But before that, there are a few things you should know about me. Sixteen years ago, I was born into a small but beautiful family. There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive.

little Ming spoke giving me a toothy smile. "W-why?" I asked looking at her. She was eleven years old and only one week later it was her twelfth birthday. She was clueless about her second gender, everyone was. After all the students turn twelve only the tests were done in school. So basically it was two weeks away from her testing.

She turned to Alex, “You should join us too, Alex! It’s a special one. Miss Harper Miller is finally turning 21!” The clock struck midnight on Thursday, and suddenly I was twenty-one. It felt like just yesterday when I celebrated my 10th birthday with my parents. I was a happy child, surrounded by their love and warmth. Now, they were gone, leaving me alone in this world. As I turned 21, I couldn't help but wonder how they would have reacted. They would have been proud, watching their daughter grow into adulthood. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror, noticing how I resembled her more with each passing year.

"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY" I yelled, jumping on my bed in my room as the clock struck 12 at midnight. My mobile phone started beeping as I received wishes from my friends. It's gonna be the best birthday of my life as I turn 18. It is the day that makes me an Adult, It's a day that makes me eligible to start my warrior training, and It is the day when I find my 'MATE'

(Lily POV) Today is my 14th birthday. There will not be birthday cake, singing, or a party. Instead, we are attending a funeral. My sister's funeral, to be exact. Before my sister... died... we had a large party planned for me. I normally do not have a big party, but 14th birthdays are a really big deal to werewolves. They are the day that we first meet our wolves. The next monumental birthday is our 20th birthday; that is when can first identify our fated mates.

he asked. "Six,"I replied, confident about my words. "I'm nineteen,"he spoke flatly. "H...huh?"I blabbed stupidly. "So what you're saying is.....I gave birth to Junior when I was 13, and I gave birth to Reign when I was what? 15? Seriously?"he tilted his head, peering at me. Ah shit. Could someone just kill me al-fucking-ready? I was finished. I wasn't even thinking in proper English anymore.

Mia had already heard this from Angelo, but hearing it from Charles made it feel heavier. “For most people, birthdays are a celebration,” Charles continued. “But for my Zac, it’s a day of grief.” A chill crawled over Mia’s skin. “Why?” she asked quietly. “What happened?” Charles exhaled quietly, his eyes clouding with thought. Then, without a word, he stood. “Follow me,” he said. Mia rose, trailing behind him as he led her toward the rear of the estate. ————/ Seventeen years ago, Zac was just a boy—nine years old, eagerly awaiting his tenth birthday. Birthdays had always been a grand occasion in the Cornell household, filled with laughter, gifts, and the warmth of his parents’ love.