Birthday Princess Quotes Novels & Stories

"Thank you, girl." "Happy birthday, little sister." Janet hug me and pat my back a little bit. " I'm not your little sister, you old woman." I hit her arm lightly and we both laugh. " By the way, thank you." "Happy birthday, Sophia. You're now big 25." Beth dramatically said with a wicked grin on her face. "Do you have to say it out loud? Thank you." "Happy birthday, Sophia. Oh my God! I can't believe this. We just met each other not quite a while and now, it's your birthday. How time fl-"

"You are everything that a man could wish for. Therefore, I will try to return all the happiness that you brought into my life. Happy birthday, my love!" Taking a few bouquets with her in an ever blooming smile on her rims, Sania walks back to their bedroom welcomed by a pink note this time and two gift boxes on their bed. Curious, she took the slip from under the first gift box. "Because you are so special, may this special day of your life be filled with very special things. Happy birthday, sweetheart. Open the gift wrap and read the next message waiting besides."

After a moment she snapped her eyes open and blew the candles off. Crystal and Alex clapped their hands and kissed her cheeks. "Happy 7th birthday, Princess." Anne's happiness knew no bound now, she clapped her hands and smiled cheerfully. "Thank you, mom, dad, and uncle." Then she turned her head to Alex. "I thought you forget, uncle." Alex gently pinched her nose. "It's your happiest birthday, how can I not be present? You have your mom and dad here. You want your uncle too. I know, Princess. It'll never happen that I forget this day. Even if you wish that to happen."

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and I shrugged. My mom pulled a face, but then she hugged me tightly and whispered in my ears, “Happy birthday, my princess. May you find all the happiness in the world, and while I know you do not wish to find your mate, I pray you find him soon and may he be the perfect prince for you.”

"Yes, mommy. Use only on the weekends and holidays. I know, don't worry." "Love, let our princess enjoy her gift," Dad, with his British accent, made another turn on the curb on a tough rainy season. "She deserves it for being a model student. My little smart bumblebee." Today is my birthday, a perfect day turning six years old, and it had to rain. I don't get why God had to ruin my day for me. My Mom said he was crying because he was happy about this special day.

So she went to the girl and again, they played Cinderella. “The shoe fits!” Araceli cried dramatically. Gianna, putting on her best prince voice, declared, “I knew you were the one for me!” They collapsed into a hug. “The end,” Araceli grinned. “It really is the best fairytale,” Gianna sighed. “Told ya.” Gianna went quiet. “I always wanted a Cinderella birthday party. Before my parents died. But I never got one. I don’t get birthdays anymore.” Araceli’s heart broke for the poor girl all over again. “I never got birthday parties either,” she admitted softly. “Father Ambrose always said my birthday was a day to thank God. Not to celebrate.”

She walked towards the nightstand and found a note inside the basket, it read, Happy Birthday, Princess She smiled as soon as she saw the handwriting and immediately sent a text to him. “I love it, Bryan. You’re the best!” She sent and waited for his reply. While waiting for his reply, she wiped off her makeup and took off her dress. She climbed her bed in her underwear, too lazy to change into her pajamas. As soon as her head made contact with her pillow, her phone beeped. “I was scared you’d send it back, but I’m glad you like it. Goodnight birthday girl.”

I said, bringing it out. “Except it’s fake,” Norman said, looking at it. I raised my brows, looking closely, and he was right. The first giveaway should have been how light it was. I checked the bag, and there was a birthday card. “Happy birthday, Princess. Seven is such a special age: old enough to notice things, young enough to still believe everything you’re told. May you always grow up surrounded by love, honesty, and people who show up when they say they will. Love, Aunty Debby, aka your daddy’s girlfriend,” I read out, looking at Norman stunned.

"You are so adorable, my baby. Happy birthday.” Rafael bent slightly, lowering himself so he wasn’t towering over her. “Happy birthday, princess. I brought you a nice gift. I will show you later.” Harlow smiled softly, his gaze tender. “You look beautiful. My little girl is growing up already. Happy birthday, my love.” "Well, everyone just said the entire line is memorized. Happy birthday sweetheart. You look beautiful." Veronica said with a sweet smile. Adrian stepped forward next. He knelt down slowly until he was level with her, his eyes meeting hers, and for a moment, just a heartbeat, his expression was something dangerously close to reverence.