Blake Belladonna Birthday Novels & Stories

2 weeks later Bella's POV I woke up with a bright, happy smile on my face. Today is finally here! I have waited for this day all my life and I can't believe it's finally here. My 19th birthday! Not exactly the D-Day but the eve of it. I am super excited because at exactly 12 midnight I will officially be the mate to my childhood boyfriend and first love Brian and also my wolf will be awakened!

It’s clearly heavy, his arm muscles tense as he sets it down carefully in front of me. For a split second, my brain betrays me. He looks… ridiculously hot doing something this simple. I clear my throat and shake the thought away. Focus, Melissa. Blake exhales and smiles. “Okay,” he says. “This part is for Zaiden.” Then he taps the rest of the box. “And this is for you. For your birthday next week.” My brows knit together instantly. “My birthday?” I freeze, mentally counting dates. Today is the twenty-eighth of September.

As the days flew by, Bella's 19th birthday approached faster than she had anticipated. Her birthday fell on the 21st of May, and it felt like the past year had passed in a blur. It was a strange feeling to be on the cusp of adulthood, and she couldn't help but reflect on the whirlwind of experiences that had brought her to this point. Lily, her ever-supportive friend, was the one to remind her of the upcoming milestone. They sat in their shared apartment, sipping on cups of tea, when Lily suddenly perked up, her eyes widening with excitement.

Nelvan said. Birthday? Bella furrowed her brow. She remembered the date and, as far as she knew, today wasn't Julia's birthday. According to the data Bella had about Julia, the deceased woman was born in April. So what did this mean? Bella's eyes widened, and she looked at the cake that was still in the room. Now Bella remembered. This wasn't Julia's birthday, but her birthday as Bella. So Nelvan knew? "After seeing your facial expression, you must have known what I meant. Because before I give you your retribution, I want to celebrate your birthday for the last time...," Nelvan folded his arms in front of his stomach.

“That was my first birthday. My first celebrated birthday, I mean.” I could still hear the sound of the other kids at the home singing me happy birthday, could still taste the pink and white frosting on my chocolate cake. Bella had orchestrated the party, pooling together the kids’ pocket money to hang streamers and balloons all over the community room. They had baked the cake themselves. Darren was quiet for a moment, his eyes flicking to mine for a split second. I could see his expression soften slightly. “When is your birthday?” he murmured. “June sixth.”

Bentley joked, and Gavin punched him playfully in the gut. Embarrassed by how Brady treated me, I felt grateful for Bentley. He chipped in something that may prove he is just like Brady. “I just celebrated my 18th birthday a few days ago.” But he didn’t hook the bait. Luna Bella chipped in and said, “You will love our pool. It has soothing flowers to improve your mood.” Here, I thought Luna Bella would say no. But who can say no to the Alpha King even if he were a little boy?

He asked, curious. I smiled brightly. "Well, you see, the day after tomorrow happens to be my birthday, not that you care, but I already promised the people at Star Palace to celebrate it together." Bella would have her eighteen birthday the day after tomorrow. Elle succeeded in convincing me that we should celebrate it this year. Well, Bella already missed her debutante which is usually held at the age of sixteen, and she never celebrated her birthday all her life. That's why Elle insisted that we should have a dinner birthday party at least.

ANASTASIA. The pack mansion has been awake since before dawn. Loud footsteps echoed through the halls, dishes clattering, servants rushing in every direction, voices overlapping like a storm that refused to settle. I groaned softly and pulled my blanket over my head. Today was Bella’s twentieth birthday. And judging from the chaos shaking the entire pack house, one would think the Moon Goddess herself was descending from the sky to celebrate it. I pushed my earphones into my ears and curled deeper into my bed, trying to drown out the noise with music, but even that barely helped. The walls practically vibrated with excitement.

I didn't want her to know I was searching up Ethan and looking at his photos with and without Heather like a creep. "W-what?" I asked, pushing the laptop away from me. She looked at me strangely before shaking her head. "We are in deep crap." "I know and we have even more crap to deal with. What happened?" "Juliet's birthday is on May 27 and-" "Wait, that day is my birthday." "Oh my God, I almost forgot your birth date." "Come again. Did you really say that Juliet's birthday is on May 27?" "Yes, I did."

By the time she walked down the hall for breakfast, everyone was already there—except Killian. So he really was avoiding her on her birthday. Typical. That alpha had no idea how to wish anyone properly. ‘Why do you care?’ her wolf teased, giggling tauntingly in her mind. ‘Oh, please. I don’t care,’ she rolled her eyes, muttering back. “Happy birthday, Bella!” Grace said, sweeping her into a hug. She pecked Isabella on both cheeks. Isabella giggled, warmth spreading in her chest. “Thank you, Mother,” she said softly.