Novel & Cerita Birthday Skeleton

Mary hesitated, then let out a quiet sigh. At Sheila's birthday banquet, Dad beamed with pride as he showed the bone sculpture to his friends. He boasted without batting an eyelid, "This was made from the femur of an 18‑year‑old girl. Top quality, straight from Khastan. You don't see something like this every day." The people around him murmured in admiration. Someone suddenly asked, "Richie, come to think of it, your daughter should be 18 this year, right? Why didn't you celebrate her birthday?"

When we reached her, she turned to Lexi, held both of her forearms and stared adoringly into the eyes of her niece. "Lexi, darling. A young vampire's one hundredth birthday is the second most important day in their life. The first being finding their soulmate. You've been told this before but I'll say this again because I am so excited. A vampire's one hundredth birthday is celebrated so much because, because of the fact that we live forever, time is almost inconsequential to us. As such, we need a day to just celebrate our existence. And what better day than the day the rest of these oldies stop considering you as child?"

said Beta Connor with a smirk on his face, he was also trying his best to burst out laughing but this matter isn’t even funny. I’m too stressed to remember that today is my birthday, the day that I have been dreading and besides I don’t celebrate birthdays. Birthday parties are just silly excuses for grown adults to waste time eating cake and partying around. “Happy Birthday big brother ! Even though you look like shit, hope you love the surprise ?” Said Scarlett appearing in front of me looking all fancy and dressed up while holding a medium sized piece of cake which is coloured black and gold. “I need to rest and I would have appreciated your efforts more if everything is all coloured blac

And, I saw Biti laughing on the other end. "What is this?" I asked turning to Bryan. "You forgot it? It's your birthday, Zara." he answered with a smile. "But-" Bryan smiled, then came closer to me. "Happy 24th birthday." he said while hugging me. I do not know what to say. I have forgotten a very special day in my life. My birthday. I returned Bryan's hug. I don't know what spirit possessed my body so I hugged him back. "Thank you, Bry. I forgot that it's my birthday." I said while crying.

He stared at the skeleton with a puzzled face, and his eyes sparkled like crystal grapes. "This human skeleton can be split freely. Its original owner is a forensic doctor. She has a younger brother who has congenital poliomyelitis and is often bullied by her classmates at school. She can't protect him next to her brother all the time, so she gives her brother the skeleton she used before so that her brother can protect himself. Her brother is now an adult, and he gave the skeleton to the boutique I often go to. Now I'll give it to you, okay? "Elisa said.

He had clothes and cash in an old cemetery, hidden under a tombstone. Tomorrow night was his birthday, but like all the ones in the past, he could rely on his father and brothers not to acknowledge it as only millennial birthdays were celebrated after puberty. What better way to celebrate his than with his mother’s people? He would find the crystals and return a hero to all.

No parent could ever mistake their own child. She knew I had burn marks from when I was young, Jacob had done my ear piercings, and Dad himself had treated my leg injuries. She believed that even if I were reduced to ashes, Dad would still recognize me as his daughter. Dad let out a cold, humorless laugh. "Someone like her doesn't die easily. The worst ones always manage to survive the longest." Ruth furrowed her brows. "But she's been gone for days now. Mr. Eastman said the body has burns on the legs, just like Lina's scars that never healed!"

"Exactly what it sounds like." He let out a tired sigh. "It was just a birthday. Stop making a scene. Wait at home—I'll be back soon." I had just returned with my mom's ashes when Mike walked through the door. The marks on his neck were fresh—Cathy's kisses still clinging to his skin. How obvious. It must have been intense. My mom had died from sheer fury, and while I was arranging her funeral, Mike had been in bed with another woman. He hadn't even bothered to show up.

A pang of sorrow hit him when he remembered that Phoenix and Miah had died just two months after their 25th birthday. “I know you’re missing them,” Saraya said softly, bringing him back to the present. He looked at her, and she continued, “Why don’t we recall their memories by celebrating your birthday?” “Phoenix used to demand on our birthdays that he wanted the biggest piece of the cake,” Raf said, a faint smile forming. Saraya returned his smile. “Today, we’ll keep the biggest piece of cake for him,” she said, leading him to the table where three cakes were kept. Raf noticed each cake had the names of the trio.

She told me she was going to replenish my soul. I snorted. Adults wouldn't choose just one option. "I want both of them!" I thought I had finally left the past behind and started a new life. However, Frankie showed up much sooner than I expected. When I saw him outside the club entrance, I almost didn't recognize him. The confident man I once knew seemed to have aged overnight. The spark he used to carry was gone. When he saw me walking toward him, his eyes lit up, and he quickly approached me.