Beyond Birthday Fanart Novels & Stories

Alexander seemed to guess what was going through her mind and smiled mischievously. "I understand your hesitation, Samantha," he said. "But you have no choice. You see, during our last encounter, I gave you an eternal gift. A gift that will force you to transform on the first full moon after our encounter, and that full moon is tonight."

And I loved her—fiercely, desperately, in ways words could never fully capture. Now she was gone. Torn away from me. The spark that had lit every dark corner of my life was snuffed out. Without her, our dreams of revenge and empire lay in ruins. But the fire inside me? That wasn’t gone. It’d never be gone. For Lisa, for our love, for everything they took from us—I would burn this world down. But before she died, Lisa had said something that stuck with me. “I swear, Peter,” she laughed, tossing her hair back, “I saw someone once—in one of your family’s department stores, a girl who looked just like me. A spitting image. Can you imagine? Like the universe has a backup plan.”

Neither of us spoke. By the time all the dorm lights were out and the campus had gone quiet, I stood up to leave. "Renee, thank you for those ten years. And… I'm sorry." I paused for a moment, then looked up at the brightest star in the sky. "No matter how bright or beautiful a star is, it's enough just to have seen it. After all, the sun will rise again tomorrow." Without waiting for his reply, I turned and walked away. I didn't hate him. After all, it was my choice to spend those ten years chasing love.

Our designated section, which had been a lonely island of support, is suddenly inundated with a pack of fans larger than I ever realized we commanded. They aren't just cheering; they are howling in a rhythmic, unified chant. A group of supporters holds a massive banner that reads: LYON’S KINGS RULE THE ICE. Another cluster of rowdy fans in neon Stormbreakers gear displays a sign: KNOX-OUT POWER. There is even a group of spectators who have superimposed my face onto a classic Alpha-wolf silhouette with the caption: THE ONLY LEADER FOR THE PACK.

she paused and looked around to see everyone's attention on her. "The biggest Fandom in the world currently which is called ARMY, you all should know BTS right? And if you don't, you can G****e them out. Their fandom colour is purple and purple to them means, I'll love and cherish you for a very long time. Which is why I think Purple is suitable, also it would be a good marketing strategy as ARMY have a thing for purple stuffs and they are all over the world. Purple chocolate cover would attract them" She explained and at the end of her explanation, there was an applaud. "That seem very creative, we should go with Purple then. Secretary Mervick, contact the production team so they could get

"With our finances? You think now is the time to have a kid? And I've told you before that I hate children! I don't want to have a baby with you!" Those words shattered the last bit of hope I had left. That New Year's Eve, the truck that came barreling toward us ended both our lives. In that instant, I felt no fear, only release. Now that we had both been reborn, we had also made our choices to stay away from each other. There was no reason to cling to the past. I pushed the check back toward her. "No need. I don't take things from strangers." She frowned, confused and a little offended. "Lucas, what do you mean? You think I'm a stranger?"

empty. It was Toby. The kid who used to live next door when I was ten. The boy my father swore had moved to Italy. Toby looked like a ghost. If this place was supposed to fix me, why did he already look like that? And what would I look like by morning?

The exact millisecond my eyes skim the markings on the paper, the expression dominating my face freezes into absolute solid ice. "Whoa! The colors are so completely beautiful! My brain knew it represented a special gift for my station and Hayden! This super pretty card with the girl drawings must belong to my ledger!" Layla screams, tearing the paper straight out of my numb fingers. The card material displays a bright drawing of a little wolf girl standing right next to a giant frosted birthday cake. The second card features a little boy wolf standing beside a similar cake asset. Although absolute zero written text blocks are stamped onto the material, the pictures communicate a thousand wor

' please consider my request without your permission I won't bother you. HAPPY BIRTHDAY once again my strongest boy. Love Mom Luna Amber.

Everyone had a fixed perception of an Alpha. Coldblooded, emotionless and cruel. "Of course they will, Aaron. You're--- well ---you and besides they won't have a choice but to be stuck with you." I reassured him with a bright grin. He chuckled and turned to face me, his arm lightly brushing against mine. Light enough for both us to feel the sparks once more. We shared a knowing look. An unspoken agreement to ignore the spark occurrences. "I heard your birthday is tomorrow." He said in an attempt to divert from the sparks ordeal. An attempt I was internally grateful for even though my birthday was a no go area for me. "No, really?" I asked with a sigh.