11 Birthdays Summary Novels & Stories

I did not want to discuss this with his family. “But that’s not why you are here. It’s Liam’s birthday tomorrow”. “His birthday?”. I have never celebrated a birthday. “Oh honey, I forgot I’m sorry. He was born on tomorrow's date, 26 years ago. Every year, we celebrate each person’s birthday”. My heart sank slightly. I have never celebrated a birthday or any other day for that matter.

After all, it was my choice to spend those ten years chasing love. However, for the rest of my life, I wouldn't be a moth flying into a flame anymore. I'd be a bird instead—free to fly anywhere in this vast world.

I know I can trust him. Today is my birthday. It's not the usual birthday celebration where there's a party once a month for everyone born that month. Specifically, it's my birthday, the one listed on my birth certificate. Today, I turned ten. Not everyone here knows their age. People like Tim Frost, for example, don't know theirs. How could he, being a foundling? Thinking about Tim makes me very sad. I haven't seen him since he was brought to the hospital. The teacher, Emma Smith, brought me oranges for a long time afterward, though.

He started to explain. "B-beta?" "He was the one who was out at the backyard the other day." Oh.. "Right. Sorry, I shouldn't have said that." he apologized. "It's okay. Then, can you tell me something about mate?" I looked up with curiosity. He chuckled lightly and patted my head. "Someone's curious. Well, his birthday is September the 13th. He's turning 22 this year. His favourite colour is black and blue. He is very protective of his sister. He is very harsh-"

I’m 21 today. I didn’t think I would make it here honestly. But I have the best boyfriend who I love, the most amazing best friend and friends, and then my family, my brothers and little sister who I love and adore with my entire heart. 21. 5 birthdays since my parents passed, this day has always been hard. This year I’m determined to make a change unlike the previous years with Cole, Josie and Miles coming over to watch movies and eat ice cream because that’s all I’ve been up for.

which my parents know as the basement. To me….. there's no difference between a dungeon and the basement where I do sleep in. Currently. I'm twenty-four years old, and very soon I'll be celebrating my birthday at twenty-five. The day I was born, is still the same day that my two younger ones were born. We all share the same birth month, which is amazing….. but I kinda hate my birthday month because I stopped celebrating my birthday for a long time now. When my Mama gave birth to my two younger ones….. she automatically forbids me from celebrating my birthday.

because just then, in my head I was releaving my 11th birthday. How many times does one turn 11? Once.. and I guess a person should honestly embrace their birthday always right? As it symbolizes something big and beautiful... the birth of oneself. It sucked to me, I used to love birthdays so much and loved them less when my father passed away because he was burried the same month I died on, but the break dealer was what happened when I was 11 What was supposed to be the best holiday of my life turned to one horrific event that I'd never wipe away from my memory no matter how much I try not to.

It was the morning of his 21st birthday when my entire world fell apart. I had stayed up all night to wish Liam a happy birthday. I had baked a cake at a neighbor's house to surprise him, and I had also called a few of our friends in the pack together to wish him a happy birthday.

He loves her and what if the Moon Goddess decided they shouldn’t be mates? “I have to check in with Osiston and Alpha Reggie tomorrow. I’ll see what her status is.” His smile is blinding. “So, do you all turn 18 soon then?” Jena asks. “Yeah, in the spring, We were all born within weeks of each other, so we usually just celebrate the whole month, wrapping up with Little Bit’s birthday.” “That must have been fun growing up.” Lil says looking excited. “A whole month of parties. Why didn’t you say anything Midge?”

Hell even when I had first seen her with the cart, I had looked at her and thought she was a teenager. But she works at my club. That means she has to be over 21. She would only have been hired with verified identification. Legal clearance. My mind is racing. What exactly was special about this birthday? For girls the special birthdays were 13,16,18 and 21. She would have bypassed all of these. Her ID said her birthday is in August. Not January. Not next week. My mind begins to turn. Slowly. Methodically. Pieces that didn’t matter before begin to resurface.