Alissa Butt Birthday Novels & Stories

She had even tied her hair up in attempt to make Quinn notice her not–so–special neckline. “ What are you thinking about?” Quinn asked in an amused tone. Alyssa licked her lips and turned to look at him. “ I thought you were angry...angry because I delayed you” Quinn smiled and shook his head. “ It's normal for females to always be late...” “Oh...” She ran her hand through her neck and stared out of the window. “ Grandmother's birthday is in a week time.” Alyssa nodded slowly in understanding. It's no wonde he asked me out. I shouldn't have had another thought. She said inwardly as she pushed up her glasses.

"How old is she?" "She's turning one in a few weeks," Alissa replied. "Let's say we're still deciding how we're going to celebrate her birthday." "What does she like the most?" "Sleeping," they both said in unison. "It's what she likes the most, because right now, she doesn't know much, and she's not a child with defined tastes, she explores much more than I would like to admit."

he nods to the mountain. I smile and salute him. He smiles before leaving. I get back to work, going through the list of proposals. Allister’s birthday is coming up, normally I’d help Leah pick out a gift, but this year he turns thirty, I’m wondering if people want me to throw him a party. I doubt I’d want anything from me.

I wondered what I did to her? After my birthday party, this was the first time we met in years. Again, her reception was rude. She did not like me. But what was her reason? The door opened and Alissa walked in to the room. She wore a blue dress with white stripes. Her hair was always tied in to a bun. She was always in the hurry. I learnt from one of the maids, that she was the head of the maids. “Greetings my lady” She bowed. Her face maintained the fact that she was worried. “I came as soon as I heard about it.”

The kitchen filled with her yapping and my laughter. **** "A week off for her?" Alisa asked, looking up at me from her magazine. A cigarette between her fingers. I nodded, my hands clasped in front of me as I stood before her in the living room. "Hmm, why?" Alisa asked. If it were up to me, I would have given Natasha a whole month off, but since this house didn't run on my orders, I had to ask Alisa because she ran the household. "Because her birthday is coming soon and she asked for this favor."

Alissa's reflection stared back at her, Twenty-six, petite, with curves that never seemed to sit quietly, her breasts round and heavy, her hips generous wide and her long black hair clung to her shoulders in wet strands. “Pathetic,” she whispered to herself, forcing a laugh. “You’re acting like some teenager who can’t wait to have a dick shoved in her pussy” But deep down, she knew it wasn’t just about waiting, it was about getting fucked really hard. The doorbell cut through her thoughts, sharp and unexpected. She frowned, clutching the towel tighter around her chest as she strode towards the door, she wondered who it might be this late at night cause she wasn’t expecting anyone.

Alisha touched a small box inside her jacket and smiled with all her heart before replying her mother "I will." Today was Alisha's seventeenth birthday. After celebrating her birthday with her only family member who was her mother, she had planned to visit someone later in the evening. But when Alisha stepped out of the house, the weather had been so cold to the extent that she had deliberated whether to postpone what she was planning to do or not No. She thought. I'm doing it today. And with that thought being fixed into her heart, she walked more determinedly to her destination. Her destination wasn't that far, it was just a twenty minutes journey.

With that kind of force, blood started seeping through the bandages. I let out a low groan, gritted my teeth against the pain, and looked up at this woman who'd appeared out of nowhere. Totally baffled, I asked, "Who are you?" She seemed shocked. She let out a scoff of disbelief. "Keep pretending. Keep it up. I just went overseas to celebrate Dylan's birthday. Is that really worth you acting like you're dying, Connor?" Judging by her reaction and the way Mark had shrunk back into the corner like a bystander, it finally clicked. So this was Alyssa—the one Mark had been talking about.

Alessia and Scarlett were standing there still dressed in their clothes from earlier today "What's going on guys? Why are you here this late? It's almost eleven" I queried, looking from one to the other "Alessia has something she wants to tell us" Scarlett replied with a serious look on her face I gaped at them incredulously "And it couldn't wait until tomorrow?" Alessia shook her head, making her blonde locks bounce "No because tomorrow is your day and I don't want to ruin it for you" I scoffed in disbelief "Well, my birthday is actually in less than an hour's time so it'll still ruin it if you tell me now"

Dad wound up his work stuff and booked us first-class tickets to Hawaii. It was 5th July when Dad decided to celebrate Alyssa, marking her fifth year in this world at Waikiki beach. The sun shone brighter than ever over our parasol. Mom lit the candle that was stabbed into a blue and white buttercream cake that read, Happy Birthday Baby. It was all smiles and sunshine. Alyssa squealed with joy and then let out light blows of air a couple of times. They were not strong enough to blow out the candle. "Blow harder, Alyssa," I exclaimed with a small laugh. "And don't forget to make a wish."