18th Birthday 18 Debut Program Novels & Stories

"Happy birthday!"Jill yells, waking me from my sleep. She had a cup with a candle lit on top of it. "Happy 18th birthday", "Thank you,you didn't have to",I say, blowing out the candle. I've finally turned eighteen,this is what I wanted more than anything so I could get away from my father and start a new life. It's been a month since Syrus rejected me and banned me from working inside the house so he can't see me.

PAST SELENE’S POV: I woke up on the morning of my eighteenth birthday to absolutely nothing. Zero texts or wishes, even from Zoey. And I tried not to let it ruin my mood but it wasn’t exactly working out for me. It wasn’t supposed to be a big deal. Yes, turning eighteen felt like a huge deal for some people but I couldn’t afford to wish for anything when I hadn’t even gotten a measly text. Still, some quiet, hopeful part of me believed that maybe she was planning something. Maybe she’d show up in East End as a surprise.

Chase rested his back on the couch in his bedroom, twirling a glass of scotch in his hands while his eyes narrowed in on his alarm clock that sat on the bedside table as the time struck twelve midnights. It was his birthday. His thirtieth birthday. The only day he was allowed to do anything of his choice when he was still under his uncle's training. On the tenth of December every year, he was always rewarded for being a good and obedient nephew by being given the freedom to spend his day any way he wanted it. Those were the times he enjoyed spending it with his mother and sister. But on his sixteenth birthday, his uncle changed that. Chase could still remember it clearly. His uncle took him

Even though Leena seemed excited about the birthday party for her that evening, Lacee could tell that her sister was still upset with her for forgetting her birthday. It was Leena’s eighteenth birthday, a day they had been looking forward to for months. The two of them had been counting down the days until Leena turned eighteen, and yet, Lacee forgot the damn day.

Katrina’s POV Blake looked surprised but impressed. “That’s awesome, Kat.” Ariana leaned closer. “Wait, are you eighteen yet?” I looked down at my tray. “I will be tomorrow.” “What?! Tomorrow’s your birthday?” she gasped. I nodded shyly. “Yeah. Friday.” “Kat!” Ariana almost shouted. “You didn’t say anything!” I gave a small shrug. “It’s not a big deal.” “Yes, it is!” Blake said with a grin. “It’s your eighteenth birthday. That’s huge!”

he disconnected the call and turned to look at the duo. Mrs. Davis walked back into the room whereas Mr. Brown strode over to her. "Now, let's talk about your salary and allowances, Miss. Garcia," Mr. Brown started .......... One Month Later Today was the day she was going to start her new life. A new beginning. An eighteen-year-old taking on the world on her own. The thought sent a shiver of thrill down her spine. The girl had celebrated her 18th birthday last month. It was the birthday she had. The orphanage had given her a surprise party which was both a birthday and farewell party. Everyone got so emotional by the time the party ended. Sister violet and others told her that they were goi

While Catalina danced to the music, her two best friends, Jacob and Noelle, tapped her on the shoulder. “Happy Birthday, bestie,” Noelle exclaimed, embracing Catalina. "Thank you," Catalina responds with a smile. Noelle moves to the side. Jacob hugs Catalina and then says, chuckling, "Welcome to the club, you're officially 18 now." “I'm amazed; it seems like only yesterday we were playing tag. We're 18 now, which means it's time for us to find our mates," Noelle joyfully shouted. "I'm in no rush to find my soulmate, as I wish to live life to the fullest before I settle down," Jacob stated.

It was no longer just a dream. “Let us all welcome our Debutant for tonight, Meredith Ebelte!” the emcee announced as the confetti burst. Then her friends came up to her on stage and gave her a big hug and greetings. “Happy 18th birthday, Mer!” the two greeted in unison as they wipe her tears. “T-this is all your idea, aren’t you?” she asked, crying. Shanaia shrugged her shoulders. “Kind of!” “Hey! Stop crying, it might ruin your make-up,” Marylex added.

"So~? What's your plan for your birthday?" "Nothing." She looks at me with her jaw dropping and her hand on her chest like I said something offensive. "What? Unbelievable!" "You missed my birthday last year." "It's because one, we were not that close; two, you never told me much; and three, who gives a shit about turning 17? IT'S YOUR FUCKING DEBUT~!" She then waves her hands in every jump she makes, like the "fun" game show hosts. "18 roses! 18 gifts! Grand castle! Ball dances!And 18 boys waiting for the PRINCESS SADIE OZOA!"

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