Avatar Birthdays Novels & Stories

I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice “Today was the boys’ birthday?” “Oh my God really. It completely escaped my mind” Wow. He forgot “Wish them a happy birthday on their behalf. I'll send them a gift okay?” *Jacob, whe…when is my birthday? Do you still remember?” “Uhhh..Hazel it's really foggy. Uhmm November 24th?” “Jacob?” I called him tears almost escaping from my eyes “ You forgot, it's August 2nd” Maybe I'm just bad with men in general

I confidently replied. "Don't be too arrogant—" "Try me, sweetheart," I cut her off. We stared at each other, still swaying to the music, when she began questioning. "My full name?" "Jazzlene Agatha Anderson Hart." "My birthday?" "19th of October 2002." "My . . ." She blinked, her breaths becoming short and shallow. "My favorite food?" "Baked mac." "Favorite ice cream flavor?" "Cookies and cream." "Favorite sports?"

I call for Avery and I thought that something might happen. "Bub, where are you? I shouted frantically. I'm starting to panic, it's my birthday again why always on this day? That's the thought playing on my mind. When I'm too occupied with my thoughts, I heard familiar voices singing Happy Birthday and a light came from the candle. I don't know if it is real or just my hallucination. I just stared at them. I don't want to blink my eyes I'm too afraid that if I do, they will disappear in front of me. My parents, best friend, Avery, Jeff, Tamara, and my girl Bettany are here. They sing happily a Happy Birthday. Bettany is the one holding a Birthday Cake, I walked at her slowly and stared at he

Nationality: British. Parents: Jane Stevens And Harvey Stevens. Sibling(s): Jack Stevens. Hair Colour: Ginger red. Eye Color: Aquamarine. Height: 5ft 10 inches. Sexuality: Straight. Religion: Christian. Birth Date: Wednesday 22nd Of May, 2001. Disability: None. Education: Currently In Her First Year Of Studying Graphic Designing. "Well, well, well, so her name is Robin, huh?" he said to himself and laughed.

"Yes Lorraine, no we haven't met before. I'm a member of the club. I'm what you called a headhunter for a job available. But I specialized in a different kind of field of expertise. I've heard about your situation. Please don't leave, just listen and think about it. You don't have to answer or even get back to me if you're not interested." I was about to get up, this sounded shadier. I didn't like where this conversation is going. Then she gave me her card, there was no company name, just her name Adriana and her mobile number. There wasn't even a last name. I drank more champagne, and try to stay as still as possible.

"--and I have brought you a few things I thought you might like to see." Her brows rose and he brought a broad book from behind him and raised it as if to say, "Tada." Still unimpressed, Ariel said nothing and only scooted a bit when he sat on the bed beside her. "I've kept these since we were children. It has been an anchor in the times I couldn't find you. Surely, you must want to see them too." Ariel resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Did all Alphas like to hear themselves talk? He flipped the hard cover back and she saw that it was not a book. It was an album filled with photos. Her breath dislodged in her throat as she stared at the album. There was a little girl in the first picture w

I know she is probably just passing through, but I am not about to let her leave now that I have her. A realization hits me, and I feel like a total idiot. Here I am having a full conversation about marking her and I don’t even know her name. “What’s your name?” I ask her. “Oh, awkward” She sings as she pulls away from me. Her cheeks blushing. “No, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just realize I didn’t know it” I tell her grabbing her tiny waist pulling her back close to me. “Hannah”, she says cocking her head to the side, and wrapping her arms around my shoulders. “Hannah,” I say pulling my hand from behind her back to shake her hand, “I’m Gabriel, but you can call me Babe, I mean Gabe”. She

Small things matter the most. "Anything special today?" She asked with utmost curiosity wanting to know more. "Oh yes, it's his birthday." She stumbled on the stool and gaped at them with an open mouth. "For Pete's sake Caleb, you're despicable." Charlie mumbled lowly. Finn rolled his eyes and hit Caleb on the forearm with his spatula. "What?" Caleb asked like a kid who was being scolded for no reason. "We all don't know our birthdays, we just know the months in which we were born, so we just pick any day of that month and celebrate." Finn answered nonchalantly but his words pierced through her heart as she felt their pain and it hurts her.

Ryder leads the way, holding a cake with a lopsided grin on his face. “Happy birthday to you...dearest mate.” Ryder starts singing, his deep voice surprisingly soft as he carries the cake toward Zoe. I blink, completely thrown off. “Wait, what? Zoe! Why didn’t you tell me it’s your birthday? Now I feel like the worst friend ever.” I turn to her, mock-offended. Her face lights up with confusion and a touch of embarrassment. “I forgot too!” she says, laughing. “You forgot?” I deadpan. “How do you forget your own birthday?”

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of