Confetti Yay Novels & Stories

Foil Confetti rains down slowly, catching the light as it falls. For a split second, my brain doesn’t register it. Then it hits. Blue. We’re having a boy. Everyone cheers. James turns me to face him. His hands slide to my waist. “Happy?” I nod, tears spilling freely now. “We’re having a boy. That is perfect.” The sound I make is half laugh, half sob. I don’t try to stop it. I don’t want to. Everyone is drinking from a tray of blue champagne and congratulating us.

Part of me wanted to roll my eyes at the display, but the strong feeling of joy drew me in. As I stood there, pretending to be surprised when everyone shouted "Happy Birthday!" at me, confetti burst into the air like a firework display gone wild. I couldn't help but chuckle; it felt like standing in the middle of a joyful whirlwind. Of course, I let out an exaggerated gasp, grinning widely to keep up the act. I raised my glass of moonshine—a mix my folks made that could knock the socks off a bear—and took a big sip, feeling the warm burn trail down my throat.

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Once Maison was seated in bed, Xavia yanked the confetti popper before happily yelling, “Happy birthday, Maison!” Following a minor explosive sound, multi-colored confetti—that came in the shape of small ribbons and stars—began raining down! Now realizing what he was holding—and understanding how to use it—Zivon mimicked Xavia’s action, prompting another round of confetti to fill the room! It all looked extremely colorful and festive…

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His chin brushed lightly near my temple as the countdown graphic appeared on screen. Ten. The room joined in together, voices overlapping. Nine. Eight. The fireworks outside intensified, light flickering through the windows. Seven. Six. I could feel Alaric’s heartbeat, steady and unhurried, beneath my shoulder blades. Five. Four. Ava squeezed Malik’s hand so tightly he yelped. Three. Two. One. “Happy New Year!” The room erupted. Cheers echoed off the high ceilings. Confetti cannons—clearly Malik’s doing—popped and sent metallic streamers into the air. Outside, the sky exploded in synchronized bursts of color.

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