11 January Zodiac Novels & Stories

It is giving me a hard time. “You are born in October, the year 1996 the 11th of the month. We- we celebrated your debut… the only thing that is missing that time is… is the debutant. You- you are not there to be seen by the world.” He said and his face turns so gloomy. “My written birthdate is on November 10, 1997. We didn’t celebrate my debut and not even my birthday.” I said as I try to divert his attention away from me.

"More or less. It's time you knew." Well, so he was going to tell me what he and Ben had planned. This wasn't a trick or a tactic to get information out of me, right? And he was... really Jeremiah, right? "All right, if you tell me your plan and Ben's, I'll give you this important information," I replied. But, no, J. I won't tell you everything. Caution must remain in my dictionary. "My birth symbols are Castor and Pollux, representing the Gemini constellation, and the ruling planet is Mercury."

— Definitely, we don't know each other — I added laughing, because we had known each other in other ways without giving us time to find out those simple things that are part of our lives and that, like it or not, are also part of our personalities. — I'm a Scorpio and you? — He asked after answering me and it really made me laugh that Thiago knew what his zodiac sign was, since most men don't stop to think about it. — Damn! Now I understand you — I said, because I was also of the same sign and I knew how complicated we were who belonged to that group. — Don't tell me that... — Yes, my birthday is November 2nd, All Souls' Day, so I'm also a Scorpio — I interrupted him nodding.

, I say, and he smiles and shakes his head while looking down. “When’s your birthday?” I asked. “September thirteenth”, he says. “Virgo! Makes so much sense now”, I say casually. “Yeah? How about you?”, he now asks. “December thirty-first, so every year is a celebration on my birthday”, I say as I roll my eyes. He laughs, “somehow I doubt you enjoy that since you’re a Capricorn”. “I am! And I don’t! But you understand my pain, since we’re like one in the same, which makes our signs the most compatible together out of all of the other signs”, I said, then realized what my sudden diarrhea of the mouth just made me say.

"You're even more delusory than I anticipated. Amazonians are just warrioresses, and we despise having warriors in our tribe, Odin." Odin yelled at Arya. "That is insane. We are fighting a common enemy, don't you know?" "You have to respect their rules, Odin!" uttered Charlotte. "Why don't you join the zodiac warriors instead?" "Zodiac warriors should have twelve members because each one represents a different Zodiac sign. For example, Ammon represents the Taurus sign and has the special ability to make his body tough; the same goes for the rest of them, and they should be ruled by Prince Arthur, the 13th Zodiac warrior," Arya explained.

The man stopped contacting the target because he realized his own mistake. "No wonder my girl did not want to pick up my phone calls. Today is the weekend, so she must have had deactivated the ringtone on her cell phone.” A man with the Gemini zodiac puts his device on the nightstand. He walked towards the window. When he arrived at the area, Luca pushed aside the curtains and then looked at the scenery outside.

Jonny leans back in his chair and folds his arms over his chest, then looks at me. I rolled my eyes and said, “September thirteenth”! “When’s Spin’s birthday?” Gabe taunts. “May first”, I replied back. “That’s why you two butt heads so hard. You’re both Taurus’, it’s like putting two male rams in the same holding pen”!

Having his own company at such a young age. 'I'm jealous. It's probably amazing to have one too.' I thought. Well, I'll just wait for my time. Shrugging it off, I opened the paper on my hand and read it. ________________________________________________ Congratulations! Name: Kira Castelle | Name: Neal Valastro Age: 18 | Age: 21 Birthday: Oct. 20 | Birthday: May 1 Zodiac: Scorpio | Zodiac: Taurus Good luck! Just remember that polars do attract!

For tonight, there’s no tension or distance it feels like we are actually friends, talking like they’ve known each other their whole lives. I ask him when his birthday is. He hesitates. “January.” I raise an eyebrow. “That’s it? No date?” He chuckles. “The eleventh.” I nod, smiling. “Capricorn. Makes sense.” “Is that good or bad?” he asks. “Depends,” I tease. “Do you like being in control all the time?” His smirk deepens. “You tell me.” The playful silence that follows makes my pulse race. I can feel the heat of his gaze even when I look away.

My next thought is that the confrontation with Paul Tien in the alley was a bad dream, that I’m still here from getting beaten by his goons; I never left. No. The room might look the same, but it’s different. Different wounds, too. And the first thought nags at me again before I can distract myself from it, like it’s been waiting by the bedside for me to wake up so it can poke my throbbing shoulder and whisper in my ear, demanding my attention. Your birthday is in January. Chinese New Year changes dates with the lunar cycle but it always comes later than the 14th. Often as late as February. You’re not a tiger, you’re an ox.