Anniversary Letter Novels & Stories

"What the hell?" I muttered to myself before I picked up on the papers. The letter was made two days ago. "Dear Nathalie, The sky was open and the sun was so bright. As bright as the possibility that I could see you for the first time in my second time visiting New York City. I'm so sorry if my first try visiting New York City did not work out according to plan. I missed spending with you on your eighteenth birthday. That saddens me. However, most parts of me believed that this time, destiny will meet us by accident. Do you believe in destiny? I believe in how destiny works.

I stepped forward, dug my hand into the inner pocket of my suit, and pulled out an invitation card before handing it to her. She took it, and her eyes lingered on me in suspicion. "A wedding invitation?" she asked before she looked at it. I laughed and shook my head again. "No, not yet. It's the anniversary of the Plane enterprise, and that's your formal invitation." She glanced back at me, and curiosity lingered in her eyes. "You could have sent it via email or, better yet, called, and I would have come to pick it up." I knew that, too, but for some weird reason, I just wanted to deliver it myself.

Dear Max, I'm sorry I haven't been writing to you for a while. It's been really busy, and I didn't think you would want to read about my boring life. Anyway, I know it's your birthday in a couple of weeks, and I didn't think my letter would get to you on time if I wrote it next week, so I thought I would do it now, and then you would also receive your birthday card to open on the day if you chose to. If not, it's okay; I won't be offended.

The whole place looked like a celebration. “Happy anniversary, Luna!” A cheerful voice pulled me from my thoughts as I turned toward the voice to see a young lady with a smiling face. Right. Today was our tenth anniversary. Every year, Kael made sure the entire company celebrated it with us. He always said he wanted everyone to know how proud he was of me. The memory made my chest ache painfully. He knew I would come here today. Of course he did. “Luna, Alpha Kael asked me to give this to you,” the lady said excitedly.

- I contest but her tease was all true, it’s hard to rebut “hahaha Mr. Crybaby. “- Mary Ann Like the old days, just like before. It was as if the accident did not happen our relation is one of the greatest things that I experience “Me Ann, I have a gift for you. It was only a letter, I’m sorry.” I handed her the letter I made while scratching the back of the head. “That’s okay with me. Don’t worry.”- Mary Ann, she smiles radiantly. I quickly warned her.“You will only read it ones when you are at home.”

I sighed and tear the paper open. Alpha Aiden of the Prime pack of the North, Greetings from the Palace. This letter is to inform you that the palace will be celebrating the 200th domain anniversary this coming month of August, day 17th, 20xx. We encourage each and every pack to celebrate this day with the honor of Alpha King Zeron Abbott and the royal family. The royal palace will be responsible for the financial budget of the celebration for every pack. This is not an invitation to the royal land but the Alpha King would like to change the usual rule.

He didn't even got to enjoy the delicious meal he had as he exited early, Abby knew it and felt sorry, she couldn't just bring herself to avoid the handsome features of his master, sadly he's a level very far from hers. "Son, Do you mind attending another party in my behalf? it's just here in Queensland!" His father asked him. He nodded and smiled lightly, "No problem dad, tell me the details." Marcos handed him a gold card with embossed black letters. "how elegant looking" he thought. The letter says, Corden Corporation 10th anniversary, and the theme is masquerade? how weird is this for an anniversary, it's not even a promenade for high school.

He said, right before he cut the call on me. ‘What the fuck, man?!’ I murmured to myself before heading back to the group. “IT'S OUR ANNIVERSARY IN A MONTH. I GUESS YOU BOTH KNOW ABOUT THAT.” He typed. He always typed in block letters, which felt a little too serious. I didn't bother replying to him, cause I knew he was just gonna say his shit and leave.

I couldn't afford to fall apart just yet. Before leaving to my office, I made my way to the wine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Nich favorite red wine, a Bordeaux he'd been saving for a special occasion. I placed it, still sealed, on the center table in the sitting room. I grabbed a notepad from the counter, I say down and let the word flow. *“Happy Anniversary, my love. I don't know where you're, but I hope you're fine. I wanted today to start with us together but no matter what, I want you to know that I love you.

I don't bother asking, I just allow myself to reminisce on what happened. Leonard has never forgotten our anniversary before. He always remembers, even though he doesn't see them as special as I tag them, he never forgets. This is because it’s just who he is—he remembers dates, numbers, insignificant details no one else would. He's usually the first to wish me a happy anniversary in the morning before heading to work even if it was through a short casual text. And even though it's always been a repeat of the last in terms of gifting and all that. That has never been my problem.