Beyond Birthday Fanart Novels & Stories

As a child, I had shown a natural talent for singing, but our family's limited finances were redirected to fund Andrea's painting lessons, leaving my passion neglected. Fiona lit up at the idea, clapping her hands together. "Good idea! It's your birthday, too. Let's make it a double celebration." My faint smile masked a bitter pang. They'd conveniently forgotten that my actual birthday was a week earlier. Years ago, Andrea had suggested merging our birthdays to make things more fun, and our parents had jumped on it, gushing over how clever she was. From that moment on, her birthday overwrote mine, erasing me a little more.

I did not plan to fall in love before I turned 18, I planned to survive senior year. Lincoln High measured people by two things, college acceptance letters and couple posts, and if you lacked one, you needed the other. The hallways filled with paired hoodies and prom proposals, while my whiteboard filled with one line that stared back at me every morning. BOYFRIEND BEFORE 18, written in thick black marker by my own hand. I told Liv it was a joke, but the marker still sat on my desk.

"You have to make the deposit today or we will have him discharged." "Doctor please, don't stop your treatment. Please, I'll try and raise the money before the week runs out." "Miss Elah, the deposit has to be made today. I'm sorry." My Dad was the last person I wanted to call at that time. I would only be making things worse, especially at his present state. I couldn't see Dave anymore so I had to go back home. As I walked on the street, I came across a poster, where a billionaire was in need of a wife. The quality and criteria needed to apply were stated.

the Alpha said. “But she looks exactly like our daughter. The hair and everything. Nothing should be stopping us at all.” “Even though she looks just like our long lost daughter, we should still test it. Our daughter has a birthmark on the right side of her arm.” The Alpha whispered to his Luna. But I heard all at the time. “She also has one on her side,” The Luna said causing me to swallow. It was true that I had a birthmark on my side. “She has one on her right feet too.” The Alpha said.

As she flipped through page after page, her quiet sobs grew louder and louder. "I finally figured it out. Mom's wish is for me to die. "I heard from other kids that if you make a wish before a birthday cake on your birthday, it'll come true. "But Mom never celebrates my birthday. When can I make my wish?" Thankfully, the day my fever hit 104 degrees Fahrenheit, I finally got a small birthday cake. Mom evidently remembered that, too. She snapped the journal shut all of a sudden, as if she had lost the courage to read another line.

"And choices create things that even creators cannot predict." Liana slowly lowered the Celestial Heart. For the first time, Anira had said something that sounded almost like approval. But then the woman looked toward the two universes. "Unfortunately..." Her expression changed. "The design has a correction." Liana froze. "What correction?" Anira raised her hand. The Final Gate opened wider. Behind her... Something moved. Not an army. Not a creature. A massive wave of white emptiness. The Devourer stepped backward. "No." The First Shadow whispered,

I ask. “You got it,” she replies. Everything is finally in place and looks perfect. I text Calista to bring the girls. All their friends from school have arrived. Derek walks over to me. “Everything the way you want,” asks Derek. “Yes, I think they’ll love it. I hope they do anyway.” This is their first big birthday party that is not at the restaurant. I want it to be perfect for them. I didn’t exactly pick a theme this year but used the colors silver and black after their colors of their other forms. It is a pretty combination I think. Like Yin and Yang.

he asked William, who was leaning against the wall, a mischievous grin on his face. “Yep, last I heard she’s at that park she likes,” William replied. “We’ve got time.” Daryl, seated on the couch, gave a lazy nod. “Good. We’ll need it. I’m not much for decorating, but if we’re doing this, we’re doing it right.” “Hey, it’s her birthday. She deserves a surprise,” Hero chimed in, carefully arranging a small banner that read “Happy Birthday, Polaris” across the archway.

The morning of Benjamin’s first birthday was a study in controlled chaos, a perfect reflection of the new, beautiful reality of Megan and Dante’s life. The apartment, once a silent testament to a fractured marriage, now hummed with a frantic, joyful energy. Balloons in bold shades of red and blue bobbed against the ceiling, a giant, shiny foil number one stood sentinel in the corner, and a banner declaring "Happy Birthday, Hero!" was strung across the wall. The theme, a nod to Benny's love for Spiderman he saw on cartoons, was a decision Megan and Dante had made together, a testament to their collaboration.

We protect the child and that’s final, you somehow jeopardise and you won’t like the outcome she sneers, I can hear crying as well and I’m assuming that is from Bree’s mother. The image changes again and this time Bree is a lot older It’s her birthday and she has turned 16. Her family is throwing her a surprise party but she already knows about it, She is getting ready for the evening and lets out a yelp of pain, which her mother comes racing into Bree’s bedroom, I see her reflection in the mirror and the blood drains from her face. Staring back at her is Bree clutching her arm because the mate bond has appeared.