Chapter 41 Birthday Novels & Stories

I replied, slightly annoyed. "Do you even know his birthday date?" he asked, a hint of mockery in his voice. "Yes, I do," I said, rolling my eyes. Marcel chuckled. "It seems to me you're putting in the wrong birthday. Anyway, his birthday is November 30th." I rolled my eyes and hung up. I punched in the correct code, and the door swung open. I couldn't believe I'd been using the wrong birthday all along. I thought it was December. As I stepped inside, the silence enveloped me. I made my way to the bedroom, my legs walking briskly. That's when I saw him - his body sweaty, pale, and still. His eyes were closed, and even from afar, I could see how sick he was.

” “Not even your birthday?” “Birthday?” I’d scoffed, grabbed her hips, and stroked her soft thighs. “I only remember the date, and on that very day, every fucking time, I forget. My brother does a great job of popping a few bottles to mark it, though.” “When is it?” “Next Friday, I think.” Serena jumped out of bed with a gasp “Next…next Friday? Your birthday is next Friday? And you’ll be?” “Forty.” “You’ve got to be kidding me. How have we never had this conversation before? That is literally one week from today, Timur.”

' 'I just said your birthday was a week ago,' 'Does it mean my birthday is in November?' She asked again, glaring bullets at me to oppose her conclusion. The missing her birthday part wasn't sitting too well with her. If there's one thing she loves, it's parties. I raised my hands up in surrender and nodded. 'Ooh, when!' 'November 16,' 'November 26?' She asked with an innocent blink of her eyes. Chuckling, I nodded, agreeing to her new birthdate for the year. 'Wow, November is just weeks away,'

I call for Avery and I thought that something might happen. "Bub, where are you? I shouted frantically. I'm starting to panic, it's my birthday again why always on this day? That's the thought playing on my mind. When I'm too occupied with my thoughts, I heard familiar voices singing Happy Birthday and a light came from the candle. I don't know if it is real or just my hallucination. I just stared at them. I don't want to blink my eyes I'm too afraid that if I do, they will disappear in front of me. My parents, best friend, Avery, Jeff, Tamara, and my girl Bettany are here. They sing happily a Happy Birthday. Bettany is the one holding a Birthday Cake, I walked at her slowly and stared at he

CHAPTER ONE A World Of Werewolves "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Blair! Happy birthday to you!" Blair's college friends sang, their voices harmonizing in a cheerful tune, and their faces beaming with joy. Blair was surrounded by her closest college friends as they celebrated her 22nd birthday in the woods. They had set up a small bonfire and spread out blankets on the ground, where they all sat, chatting, laughing and enjoying the cool night breeze.

* It's my birthday I'ma do what I like I'ma eat what I like I'ma kiss who I like It's my birthday I'ma do what I like I'm wearing what I like I'm at a party tonight Goddamn, it's my birthday Everybody loves me Yeah, yeah, yeah, look at me, gimme money Damn, it's my birthday Everybody loves me Nah, I ain't thinkin' 'bout you It's my birthday...... * [ A/N: Was the chapter fun to read, guys? ]

WARNING The following chapter contains acts of physical, mental, and sexual abuse. These acts may be triggers to some readers. Please continue with caution. Birthdays are supposed to be a celebration of being alive. It is a reflection of living another year, and the accomplishments that go with it. Some see it as a time for reflection, looking back on how much you have grown as a person. I truly believe that no one thinks that they are going to come face to face with death on their birthday. Fate is a tricky beast though and sometimes she has to bite you in order to push you over the ledge and into your destiny.

And then he was crossing the finish line,grinding against my clit as he spilled into me,causing another shudder from my already limp body. While he settled,he kissed along my neck,along my jawline,finally making it to my lips where he sweetly lingered,adoring me with his mouth until our heart rates returned to a more normal pace. “I’m never letting you go,Little dove.”He whispered against my mouth. I shut my eyes hoping he would keep to his words,hoping he will never let me go. ******************** It’s my birthday! And it happened to fall on a Friday this year. My mom had already called me to wish me an happy birthday.She was still recovering and so,she promised to make my 21st birthday mem

As I stared I wondered within me what could possibly make news on such a beautiful day. “Oh! It is the 18th of May” I said to myself as I smiled. This day was of course very special to me and most especially to my best friend Courtney because it was her birthday. Courtney and I had known each other since we were five. They first moved into our neighborhood shortly after Courtney's father(Mr. Williams) lost his job as a bartender because of his ill mannered and insolent behavior 13years ago. On this very special day, I already had Courtney's birthday present well figured out and as always, I was so certain she'd love what I had got her.

Payback was definitely a bitch. "So, you sure this was the day of her eighteenth birthday? Could it have been earlier?" Terry asked, bringing his wandering mind back to the present and April's long, rambling story. He looked down at her, and she was asleep on his shoulder and drooling. He quickly nudged her off. "Wake the fuck up." "Hey, what the hell?" April yelled, almost tipping over. "Could it have been before her eighteenth birthday?" he asked again. "Um, no, I don't think so. I don't know, I was kinda out of it, you know. No, it was definitely her birthday. Or someone's birthday," April answered, scrunching her nose up trying to remember.