Conrad Fisher Birthday Novels & Stories

“That's all?” “Of course.” He gave a small laugh. “What do you think I'm going to do? Kidnap you?” A faint smile tugged at her lips despite herself. “Depends.” He grinned. “There she is.” The warmth in his eyes made her stomach flutter. He leaned forward slightly, lowering his voice conspiratorially. “Actually… I came here for another reason.” Her brows lifted. “What reason?” “ It's Conrad's birthday, and he's celebrating it tonight,” he said. “ Just a small party. Nothing crazy.”

I didn’t argue and I almost hugged her and kissed her but that would cost me an eye, instead I staggered back toward the edge, collapsing onto a low bench. My whole body screamed in protest. Conrad appeared a moment later, handing me water. I took it gratefully. “Thanks.” He nodded once then after a pause— “It’s his birthday.” I blinked. “What?” “Knox, today is his birthday and he hates birthdays.” My heart skipped “Oh.” That explained why he was absent i looked down at the water bottle in my hands. “Does he… celebrate it?” Conrad shrugged slightly. “Not really.” Before I could think too much about it, I pushed myself up slowly.

Sadly, he had to endure all discomforts to have the same good old days that he used to. His name is Nicholae Fisher. Gifted with 6'4 ft tall. Proud to have a light-brown complexion that differed him from the white and black Americans. Also, he had this unrecognized accent that sounded sweet though. What else did I miss? Oh. He's turning 27 in a week.

Maybe I can convince her to switch with me? "Conrad is very different from Conor. Not only Conor has tons of ex-lovers than Conrad, but also how they both value and celebrate their birthday. Obviously, both have hundreds of friends coming from the business world and other connections. But only Conor has the heart to celebrate his birthday with them. Conrad?" She tsks, "He's sort of private and sometimes he doesn't even celebrate his birthday at all." Feliza then continues to munch her sandwich that only has peanut butter in it.

don't tell me you're still thinking about marriage? ‘I'm not I promise', he snickered, ‘It's almost 12am and I just realized it's my birthday today'. ’Well it's soon to be a day after your birthday', Connor also laughed and lifted his beer to cheer, ‘Happy birthday Mr Grayson'. *******

I had watched him wrestle with Jason countless times, so I had seen those rare moments. But my current mood is sour, and speaking to another Vaughn with the Silver Moon blood running through his veins isn’t exactly my idea of having fun. There’s an awkward silence before he clears his throat. He perks a perfect brow and tucks his hands in the pockets of his black tailored pants, standing perfectly still by the bar. “What are we celebrating?” “My birthday.” Uh “Happy birthday, little wolf,” he says, and I feel slightly warm at the nickname. Little wolf. In all the years we’ve known each other, Conrad has never called me that before.

I glanced towards the staircase, then back at Conrad. “Umm… is there a party today?” He gazed at me, his eyes settling into a clam that felt he had no troubles. “It's Noah's birthday party.” “What?" I managed, my breath catching in my throat. A small gasp escaped my lips. Noah's birthday. It was today. 4th of July. I didn't even remember. I had a reminder set on my phone—though it hadn't buzzed yet. With everything that had happened, I totally forgot for a while.

“Conrad, dear, don’t be upset with me. I’m just concerned about you.” Taking another gulp from his wine glass, Conrad said, “I know. I’ll sleep soon.” “Today is Felicity’s mother’s birthday. They are holding a birthday party for her. Will you attend it with me?” “Mom, I have an important meeting today.” “I can wait for you. We’ll go to the party after your meeting.” Thinking about that woman again, Conrad answered impatiently, “I need to negotiate an international business deal after the meeting. So, I don’t have the time!”

She said today is my birthday. If I am not mistaken, I was 8 years old at that time. Yet, I haven’t experienced celebrating my birthday or being greeted. So, I started wondering when was my birthday. If I haven’t asked my mother, I wouldn’t have had a chance to know when I was born, and luckily, I asked her the same day of my birthday. “What year?” Sir Conrad asked. I do not know why they are asking me for these details. Is it needed so I can meet my wolf?

But it wasn’t going to work. I had no idea why Conrad wouldn’t just move on from me. “Yes. You think I’ve forgotten about all the mean things you did to me?” “I’m sorry about everything.” He apologized for the umpteenth time but his apology wasn’t going to fix anything. “I called you for a reason.” I rolled my eyes. “What reason?” Conrad hesitated for a while before he replied. “Today is Selena’s birthday, I wanted to ask you if you wouldn’t attend her party.”