Chapter 41 Birthday Novels & Stories

"Go, go , go shawty, it's yo birthday. We gon' party like it's yo birthday," I rapped, bobbing my head as I went down the stairs heading for the kitchen. I swear 50 cent's "In the club" is like a birthday anthem to every birthday boy or girl out there. It never got old and the words, although gibberish as they sound, were the perfect picture of how it was exactly to celebrate a birthday with style.

"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY" I yelled, jumping on my bed in my room as the clock struck 12 at midnight. My mobile phone started beeping as I received wishes from my friends. It's gonna be the best birthday of my life as I turn 18. It is the day that makes me an Adult, It's a day that makes me eligible to start my warrior training, and It is the day when I find my 'MATE'

Nicole breathed, I smiled before handing him to her. "This is Baxter. He's 4 years old. He was born from a beautiful woman but died giving birth to him. The father killed himself shortly after." Nicole's lip quivered at his story. She played with his unbelievably soft hair. "When's his birthday?" I asked while running my thumb along his cheek. "It's in December...December 24th..." She said while looking at Baxter with gleaming eyes. "Christmas Eve?" Nikki asked breathlessly. "Yup." She said with a pop of the 'p'.

Because of his volcanic anger and unpredictable behavior, she couldn't read him. 'Happy birthday self!' She was delighted when she remembered her birthday, which was today. The thirteenth of May. She almost missed her birthday. Thank goodness for the calendar in the living room. It's her birthday, and her father isn't there to celebrate with her. She longed to see her father! She wanted to cry, but she refused to be overcome by sadness.

Chapter 45: The Big day Chris’s POV A week later, the big day was here, I never thought I will care much about my birthdays. But today, I couldn’t wait for 6:00 p.m. All week I have walked around the office with a secret smile. Every time someone asked me about the party, I felt my heart skip. On the rooftop garden tonight in one of my hotel, I planned to celebrate my birthday in a big way this year.

It was a scary thought, but life had given her a hand she wasn't sure she could beat. "Happy birthday," one of her co-workers yelled as he saw her. Glancing up at the news, she saw the date in the right-hand corner. It was August 1st. Was it sad she hadn't even remembered? What an amazingly shitty way to spend her birthday. Being served with foreclosure paperwork and getting called into her job. Happy fucking birthday to me, she thought.

Romaine almost forgot that it’s her birthday today if not for Cyrill and Rozelyn’s surprise beach party. Though she’s not really a sea-lover person, this is enough anyway. It is not the celebration that is important to her. It is the people around her; the very people who had made this celebration possible. And most of all, she is grateful that she reached her forty-first birthday amidst all of those bloody attacks and unprecedented happenings. “Happy birthday, stepmom,” greeted Rozelyn, the one holding her birthday cake.

I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice “Today was the boys’ birthday?” “Oh my God really. It completely escaped my mind” Wow. He forgot “Wish them a happy birthday on their behalf. I'll send them a gift okay?” *Jacob, whe…when is my birthday? Do you still remember?” “Uhhh..Hazel it's really foggy. Uhmm November 24th?” “Jacob?” I called him tears almost escaping from my eyes “ You forgot, it's August 2nd” Maybe I'm just bad with men in general

How bad his death day commences in minutes or worse, seconds. "It's with great pleasure and gratitude I stand before you celebrating my 40th birthday. It's never been an easy and happy forty years. Trials, temptation,rouge and hunter attacks remains a challenge but with undying unity,hope and strategy we scale through" Applauds fills the hall. "Today marking my 40th birthday, decisions and amendment regarding the grey pack rule's have been considered. Firstly……." His boring speech continuous. "Hey Alex" kara in front of me converse through a hidden telecom.

Cara awoke to the screeching sounds of her obnoxious morning alarm. Despite being sleepy and so rudely ripped from her rest, there was a smile plastered on her face before her eyes ever opened. It was Monday morning and she needed to get a move on. Like any other weekday morning in tenth grade, she had to get ready for school. But this morning was special. This was the last Monday morning before her birthday. The special day was fast approaching. This coming Friday she would be turning sixteen years old, but she was even more excited about her birthday party that would be held on Saturday. She was eager to celebrate this milestone in life with the people she loved.