Anniversary 9 Month Novels & Stories

“Come on, this is a joyous day! Mia, let’s wish the Alpha a happy birthday and a wonderful life together with his Luna.” Leonard’s voice was bright and loud, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. When I stayed silent, he looked at me again over his glass and mouthed, “You can use a forgiveness coupon.” Back then, Leonard had asked me to be his Mate 98 times, and I had rejected him 98 times. I thought he would give up, but he summoned all the werewolves in the pack for the 99th time and got on his knees, swearing to the Moon Goddess,

Welcome to earth " My birthday and our relationship. What does that have to do with anything? We've only been together 3 months. My birthday doesn't fall on the 3 month anniversary of our first date. Nothing significant happened for my birth day to be an anniversary. it's my 21st and that's already special because....... OH SHIT!"

she explained. “When’s your big day,” Jeanette whispered. “The 9th,” I said. “Ohh jelly! I have forever to wait, it seems, I’m the 27th,” she said, still holding my arm. I wasn’t completely sure the 9th was my birthday, was the thing of it. The blanket that I was left with at the orphanage had “Jul 9,” sewn into it with rudimentary stitching. So that’s what I always went by.

Karter "Yeah I'll pick you up at 8. Be ready." I say. "Okay. Can't wait." Marie says. "Me too. Talk to you later babe." "Bye." Marie says and hangs up. Tonight Marie and I are celebrating our 10 month anniversary. It feels so strange to think about how fast time has passed up. Feels like just yesterday, I had spilled coffee on her pretty white and black dress. I still remember how she glared at me especially when I didn't bother apologizing to her.

Warren said. “So, eighteenth of March it is,” Warren said. “Ummm… could we please shift it to the twelfth of March? It’s going to be our first wedding anniversary and a perfect occasion to break this news,” Mishka said, but Warren looked perplexed. “It’s fine if you don…” Before Mishka could complete, Warren interjected.

he replied with a shrug. My forehead creased in confusion. “Why? What’s today?” I asked, still laughing. “It’s our first month,” he said with a chuckle. My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped as I realized I had forgotten! “Oh my gosh!” I exclaimed, immediately covering my mouth with my palm. He laughed and gently took my hand, shaking his head. “It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. I know you’re not used to celebrating monthly anniversaries, so I understand,” he explained.

“I’ll respect that you see it differently than I do.” “Thank you,” he breathed--- before he smiled shyly at me. “So, when is your birthday?” “In September,” I replied. “What day?” “The most famous day of them all!” “September 11th,” he nodded. “Good, then I won’t forget.” “When’s your birthday?” I asked. “The 2nd of May,” he told me, but frowned. “But I hate celebrating my birthday.” “Why?”

Taking a deep breath she walked toward it her eyes going wide when she saw the date, ‘How could it be the ninth?’ Her mind questioned, ‘Surely it was only the second?’ It had been the first when Alexis had rescued her from the Lion Shifters on the beach, she remembered it clearly because the parties only happened on the first of every month. Moving stealthily she went into the lounge area checking each electronic device with a clock on it, every single one of them said it was the ninth, ‘What had happened to the last week?’ She looked around the room,

My eyes found masons, and he had an amused look splashed across his face. “Why are you asking that?” “Liam and I were thinking of a perfect anniversary gift for you and Dad since Julie was doing the same.” Julie was a girl in the same class as them. “But then we realised we don't even know when the date is.” Date? We weren't even married. “Well, about that…” I began, my chest ached at the thought that I was about to shatter their little dream of giving us anniversary gifts. I looked to Mason for help, “In three months, when I'm sure of the date, I'll tell you.” He promised and my eyes widened. Why the twins high-fived each other, I lifted a brow and mouthed, “What?”

I scooped it up, my heart nearly stopping as I checked the notification bar. 3:30 PM | April 11, 2023. Our anniversary. The exact day my nightmare had truly begun. I stood there for a moment, dusting off my clothes, my mind racing. It seemed impossible, a glitch in the universe. I ran to my laptop and flipped it open. The screen confirmed the impossible: the same date, the same time.