Ciel Birthday Novels & Stories

Ariel said, rolling her eyebrows and sighing Sara just says gently, "Let's just forget about that okay." "Yeah I will. But now we won't have anything to talk again, but your birthday. Your birthday falls on February 29, and it's the leap year. So you have a date today. How are we going to celebrate it?" Ariel asked her jumping on the bed, and squealing as if she was the one celebrating the birthday. "Oh no not again Ariel. You know I don't celebrate my birthday right..." Sara started to pout, looking at her friend who now had on a mischievous look on her face.

I wasn’t sure if she was trying to perk up my mood or Caleb’s. Caleb looked up and smiled softly at his mother. “You’re right, Mom. Happy birthday, Jocelyn.” My eye ticked at the use of my full name. He knew I hated it, so Caleb took great delight in using it whenever he could. “Happy birthday in two days, you mean,” my father chuckled. Caleb grunted. “Yeah, that’s what I mean.” Caleb’s birthday was July 9th. I knew this. I’d memorized the fact the moment his mother had told me.

She took a deep breath and asked the most basic question, "What’s your name?" "Ceasar. M-my name is Ceasar." Arianne remained still, wishing that there wouldn’t be any vampires that would attack them. There was too much blood, and it would definitely attract the others if they were nearby. Alice nodded, "Okay, Ceasar. Keep yourself awake. How old are you again?" He took a second to answer, "Twenty-nine. Today is my birthday." "Great. Happy Birthday. This might be the shittiest way to celebrate, but just hang on."

“Cass, I don’t know what you’re celebrating but thank you for helping me save for tonight.” “Girl, it’s my birthday! How could you not know?” Leila rolled her eyes at her friend and smoothly sliced the meat. Cassiel’s birthday was six months ago, so she did not bother with him and decided to focus on her food. “Okay, happy birthday, birthday boy.” “His crush is about to graduate. That’s what he’s celebrating.” Zacharias did not hesitate to expose Cassiel. “Oh~ that’s great! Is your crush rich?” Cassiel smirked and proudly answered, “Yes, super-rich.”

Keyara replied softly. Grey sighed, then he looked at Keyara. "Alright Key, it's game time..." Keyara raised her head. "G... game?" "When is my birthday?" Grey asked, looking at Keyara. Keyara widened her eyes again. Another question about Grey's personal life. Keyara looked down, seeming to give up, but then she raised her head and confidently answered, "July 27th." Grey was surprised that Keyara knew. "You know?" "I'm a fan of a triangle love story, and I know the main character in it has the same birthday as the creator because the character was created based on the creator's birthday!" Keyara exclaimed proudly, this time she managed to win Grey's game.

He uttered. “Wait Axel… you do? What do you mean by my real birthday?" She questioned as she walked towards Louis. “The woman who took you in didn't know the real date you were born or she might have forgotten because it is stated you were born September 26th but in reality, you were born August 7th. At least, according to Damian" He murmured and Dahlia frowned and I couldn't help but wonder what was going through her head. “Your birthday could be the code" I uttered and she turned to me.

“Sometimes a beautiful life only looks beautiful from the outside.” For the first time, I almost felt sorry for her. Almost. Then Chelsea said, “At least you came back at the right time. Your birthday is next week.” My hand stopped. Camille’s eyes moved quickly toward Ethan. I noticed. “When is your birthday?” I asked. Chelsea answered before Camille could. “July fourteenth.” The room went quiet. Not completely. I could still hear the air conditioner and the faint sound of a television from the living room. But at the table, no one spoke.

Alden took a drag from his cigarette and asked skeptically, "Since when did you go from handling firearms to crafting charms?" "I've been making werewolf protection charms since I was a pup. Repairing one for my daughter isn't that hard." Alden smirked. "Carly's 18 years old now. Does she really still need that dainty pink protection charm? It's meant for pups." "No matter how old she gets, she'll always be my little pup." Dad stood and straightened his sleeves. "She lost her home when she was young, and then her mom, whom she loved most. As her dad, I've already failed her enough."

I stepped closer and said evenly, "I need to speak with you." He waved me off impatiently, frowning. "Not now. It's Cecilia's birthday. Wait until she blows out the candles." Cecilia heard this and smiled smugly, turning toward me. "That's right, Rebecca. It's my birthday, and it's rare that we all get together like this. Stay a while. Come, have a drink."

She quickly looked away, pressed her lips together, then replied, "I'm sorry, I have something important to attend to on Saturday. I won't be able to make it." After saying their goodbyes to Bryson and the chancellor, Matthias finally asked once their car had pulled away from Quendall University, "Something was off with your mood just now. What happened?" He had noticed her subtle emotional shift the moment Bryson mentioned Saturday's event, especially when her gaze landed on Lilian. Since there were others around, he hadn't brought it up until now. Celeste lowered her eyes slightly and said calmly, "Saturday is my mother's birthday." Matthias fell silent for a moment.