11 Birthdays Novels & Stories

Eighteen is a special birthday for many. My eighteenth birthday is special for different reasons than one would think. Eighteen signifies adulthood, but I’m not so sure adulthood is important to an immortal. It’s not even that I have all the time in the world to grow up. Ever since I started going on missions with my dad at fourteen, I’ve grown up. When you learn to reap souls, and one of your grandfathers is Death, well, you grow up on faster.

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“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.”

She said and patted my back gently. I deflated. "Are you telling me I am somehow 18 right now? How is that?" Bernice thought about it, then smiled. "Because you celebrated 18 birthdays, blew out 18 candles and lived past 18 october 4ths. I guess." I turned to her, my eyes wide. "Look into my eyes and tell me this is not some sick joke."

“But I was born in 1997. That’s what my birth certificate says.” My mum’s eyes suddenly widened as she stared at me. “Mum?” I said. “Oh,” was all she offered back. “What do you mean, oh? So am I 20 or not?” “Erm, no, you’re 19. Just hang on a second,” she said, before disappearing out of my room. “Just hang on a second?” I repeated in disbelief, my voice going up an octave. How could I have just lost a year? A whole year of my life. This is crazy.

I smiled, “We could ask Luna Abby and Alpha Damien to join us too.” Linden was really liking the idea, while I noticed my other siblings looking a bit sad. I laughed, “Of course we will have a party for each of you also. I just need to know when your birthdays are.” I grabbed my phone and pulled up my calendar. I also grabbed a pen and notepad. Taylor’s birthday is June tenth, Blaise’s birthday is June eleventh, and Max’s birthday is June twelfth. I put all the birthdays on my calendar and laughed, “She had all of us almost exactly ten months apart! She was a baby making factory for a while. I can’t help but wonder if there are more out there.” Everyone got quiet then Max asked out loud what

Beta Liam It's early morning but I'm up, showered, and dressed by 5.30 am. I've barely slept but I don't even feel tired, it's my girl's birthday today, she is 16, 16.. 2 more years and she'll be all mine and I can't fucking wait! I'm torn between happiness that she's finally another year older and sadness that I still have another 2 years to go, it's all I've thought about all night.

“Okay, so we’ll give him some time to calm down. Maybe if you could heal your legs, he might be willing?” “Yeah, but I don’t know how. I was trying before I fell asleep earlier. By the way, what day is it?” “16th March 2011.” “Oh my! It’s really two years after and my birthday is in a few weeks.” “Really? What day?” “2nd April. I’ll be sixteen.” “A good year to celebrate!” “Yeah…” It is a good year to celebrate but what really am I celebrating? Mom’s not here anymore, no one knows who her killer is and I haven’t even made any progress in my life. No prom or…

He even asked her when her birthday was. At first, she had told him it didn't matter as it hadn't been celebrated in three years, but he had finally worn her down. When she asked him what his was, he had told her. He'd also told her that he had only celebrated his birthday five times. And that was after Billy had gotten a job at sixteen. It had never been anything big, just a cake and maybe a movie. His parents had never celebrated their birthdays. His mother had wished him Happy Birthday a grand total of twice.

I whisper. “Your so very much welcome Lina. We are just happy Alex found you, and that you are safe now. And it’s in good time it happens. Lina, I know you say your birthday is in 10 months. However, that’s not your real birthday, and you turn eighteen in three weeks, Lina.” I am shocked, I mean, I knew the day they gave me my birthday probably wasn’t right. But three weeks. That was a lot sooner than I thought.