Beast Boy's Birthday Novels & Stories

Looking into his enchanting blue eyes, I softened my face. “What’s the date?” I asked him. “August twenty-seventh, why’s that?” “Huh, I’m nineteen now. Guess I slept through my birthday” “When was your birthday?” Gunner asked a little shocked. “It was on August fourth” “Well, you missed mine too, it was July sixteenth” “Oh well, just another year right” “I think we should have a birthday party, for both of us. It can be a welcome-back slash I-was-in-a-coma-for-my-birthday kind of party. What do you think?” he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone.

It's finally here. The birthday party of the year for Zayn. Today he turns into a man - a beastman. Once he transitions during a full moon, tonight is when his powers are awake. That is how beastman and women evolve. I had everything prepared for Zayn. Having his birthday at night, everyone wears a costume to give that Halloween theme. Here in this world, they never heard of Halloween and its traditions of dressing up as characters or monsters of your choice and receiving sweet treats.

“What’s wrong with that?” “Idiot!” I heard the sound of skin making contact with skin, and I involuntarily flinched. That sounded like it hurt. “Oww,” Cy exclaimed. “It’s Hera’s birthday on the 19th! We won't be able to celebrate her birthday if we attend the party.” Oh. That’s right. I’m already turning 18 come this 19th of March. I mean, they could go to the party for all I care. I don’t enjoy celebrating my birthday anyways. I just feel like it’s an ordinary day.

"That's strange, he's always here by this time every year." I frowned curiously. "Is something supposed to happen by this time of year?" "Ah, tomorrow is his birthday but he never celebrates it. I always find him here every year and I force him to celebrate his birthday. That boy, I'm sure he's somewhere out there not caring about tomorrow." "It's his birthday tomorrow?" I asked, my eyes lighting up. "Yeah, but it's no use if he isn't here. Do you know when he'll be back from his trip?"

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

"We'll be there in a bit. Right, I've always wanted to ask. When is your birthday?" "25th October," Liam looked out of the window. "What?" Steve turned to face him. "Isn't that in about two days? It's the 23rd today, right? Why didn't you talk about it and all?" "It's fine," Liam was still staring out of the window. "I'm not really a fan of birthdays. Mine especially." "Why?" Steve faced him. "Because my dad died on my birthday. My thirteenth birthday." "Oh. I'm so-"

He loves her and what if the Moon Goddess decided they shouldn’t be mates? “I have to check in with Osiston and Alpha Reggie tomorrow. I’ll see what her status is.” His smile is blinding. “So, do you all turn 18 soon then?” Jena asks. “Yeah, in the spring, We were all born within weeks of each other, so we usually just celebrate the whole month, wrapping up with Little Bit’s birthday.” “That must have been fun growing up.” Lil says looking excited. “A whole month of parties. Why didn’t you say anything Midge?”

Burney asked. "Oh yeah, very cute." "He's a redhead," Zac interjected. "A very cute redhead," I said and tipped my mug towards him. "Yay," Burney clapped his hands lightly in front of him. "Should be fun." The conversation continued as I finished my coffee. "Okay so seeing as none of you fake friends have asked yet," Burney said to all of us and Zac laughed softly. "My birthday is next week, and I am planning a party." "That's cool, where?" Emmett asked.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

This happened for four long years, they became best of friends and partners for life. After cleaning the whole room the two sat down at the corner, admiring the empty room they had just cleaned. Little Bee was sipping on her apple juice when she suddenly asked, "Arthur, my birthday is up in two months. Do you remember?" Arthur laughed to himself, it was not her birthday to be precise. No one knew when she was born, it was the date when the club bought her for 100s of dollar. He nodded silently, "I remember, how can I forget your birthday."