Born On Halloween Novels & Stories

Gabriel added, sighing. "We still have seven days before Halloween..." Jake said with a shrug and a slight agitation at the word 'Halloween'. If there was one thing Jake hated more than his brother, it was Halloween. He just simply never understood how people could put on ridiculous costumes to celebrate such a ridiculous holiday!

"Hey, aren't we all born in the same year? I turned twenty one and my birthday was in July. Thomas' is a month earlier. Sonnia is twenty one too and her birthday is in December." "I was born in September." Hilda stated. Her actual birthday was in September, but the Adams Family had changed it to October when she was brought to Taadi. However, Nathan celebrated her actual birthday now. Suddenly, Linux responded, "I'm twenty one this year too and my birthday is in September as well." Excitedly, Hilda asked him, "Oh, you're a September baby too? Which date?" "Eighteenth." Upon hearing that, Rex spat out his drink. "Linux and Hilda, you were both born in the same year and on the same day!"

Josephine loved Halloween. She loved it more than Christmas and her birthday combined. Halloween was the one time of the year when you could be anything or anyone. There was a certain thrill about walking the streets, hidden behind the anonymity of a ghoulish visage. A strange feeling of power and excitement came with it.

“Why, Ms. Thalia?” In a wave of her hand, the chains in Dorrien Ronan’s hand now plummeted onto the floor. “There is always a right timing for everything.” *** Finally, Samhain has come. October 31 and it was the hallowed day for the creatures of the night. The Hunter’s Moon was vibrantly glowing on Halloween Night—Samhain for vampires and werewolves, and even for the Blood Witches also known as the Heathens. Rozelyn managed to recover soon from that heart-stopping situation days ago; less than a day, to be frank.

It is giving me a hard time. “You are born in October, the year 1996 the 11th of the month. We- we celebrated your debut… the only thing that is missing that time is… is the debutant. You- you are not there to be seen by the world.” He said and his face turns so gloomy. “My written birthdate is on November 10, 1997. We didn’t celebrate my debut and not even my birthday.” I said as I try to divert his attention away from me.

This wasn't the first time. There's nothing else to say. With the lingerie bag still in my hand, I walk out of the room, knowing in my heart I'll never see it again. This house was supposed to be where Kyle and I raised our family, the house we picked out together just 18 months ago, but it's tainted now. Haunted. I'll never be able to unsee the images my mind is weaving now: the two of them naked on the bed where I sleep. Her blonde hair contrasting with his muscular chest. Her blue eyes gazing up at him from beneath her fake lashes as he enters her. The bed creaking as they move, the headboard thumping against the wall with each thrust.