Death Happy Birthday Novels & Stories

Of when it won’t come. What if it does? What if it doesn’t? And then she die, but it's not his Win fault. But he still accused him. Why? Why he did this to his own mate? : "Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday to you!" Ash was holding a large cake in his hands and walked through the door as Adom friends sang him his birthday song with Alex and and their friends, including Allen and Sebestian.

The blood had nearly stopped flowing. The position of his right hand was strange; his fingers curled as if trying to grasp something. I crouched down. In his open left hand, written crookedly in blood, was a single word: "Run". 02:14. One minute left. 02:15 came. Nothing happened. I was still alive. "Substitute death successful. Eric Dawson was killed at 2:14 in Parking Lot C. Remaining loop time: 48 hours. "Go to Parking Lot C. There’s something for you."

she asked. Ibrahim sighed again, his eyes welling up with tears. “There are 365 days in a year, and my birthday is the day I despise the most.” As he peered into her eyes, he answered her faintly. “It's because both of my parents passed away on the same day. When I celebrate my birthday, it feels like I'm also honoring the deaths of my parents.” He added.

She asked "Yes, I think so," Marcus replied. "Well Sam does not have a backup, not trying to be negative, but what if we both die? Or he dies, or if he is not interested in this empire and wants to be a doctor?" Marcus kept staring at her as reality sank in. "Remember that I am not trying to be negative, but I was watching the news yesterday about that millionaire whose only son drowned and the thought of us," she explained. Marcus slowly walked to the bed and took a seat in silence. He had never thought of the future in the light that Nera was using.

****** “Happy Birthday to you… Happy birthday to you…” The cake was tasteless in my mouth, and I couldn't force myself to smile. Too many things were happening, and I couldn't let myself feel any form of joy. Every time I remember my birthday, I would be forced to relive the horrible day which was the blood moon. I would be forced to relive the scene of killing Tiffany, and the death of Kelvin. “We will be leaving soon,” my dad said with a weak smile. “I wish I could convince you to come with us. But I'm glad to know you're in safe hands.”

Theodore mumbles. I feel a sharp pain cut through my heart, one I haven’t felt in years. Along with my pain comes my anger. It’s no coincidence that my father died the same day as Ronan his best friend. The Inner Circle has something to do with this. I hear the small voice growl in my head and I flinch. I might have hated the man, Theodore King, but no one has the right to take his life from him, except me! “There might be hope after all.” Alex continues, watching me cautiously as he speaks. I feel my hands visibly shaking from the anger I’m feeling.

I had to be at the school, and I was sure this was the boys' locker room. Thomas's smoky brown eyes suddenly came to mind. God. I missed him. I missed his arms around me. "Anything for you, Babygirl." Thomas was on replay in my head. Would I ever see him again? They'd been gone four days. I had to face the truth. Thomas was most likely dead. My heart was breaking apart as the thought stabbed a hole through my chest. Derek, Thomas, Grant, Matt, and Celia were dead. Suzie and Mindy were alone and possibly hurt or dead. What was I going to do?

"Your mother was a casualty. Collateral damage if you will. And you, sweetheart, are about to be yet another." "Ginevra, enough!" Father yelled suddenly, then turned to me, a small breath escaping him. "Your mother died due to an accident." "Because they blocked every path in the city! Because they took the sick man who agreed to donate his heart! Are you really going to overlook that?" "Yes," he said simply, like he was answering to something as simple as wanting extra sugar with his customary afternoon tea. "Dad," I said, my voice low.

Zachary added, "If anyone is working with her to put on a show, listen carefully—tell her that in a few days, it'll be Tessie's death anniversary. She'd better go to the cemetery and atone for her sins. Otherwise, don't blame me for dealing with her." His final words carried a bone-chilling coldness. It was hard to believe they came from his mouth. I knew all too well what he was capable of. Even if he wouldn't take my life, he would make sure I suffered. For the first time, I felt a strange sense of relief that I was dead. Though my death had been gruesome, at least my body was still whole. Officer Tiller looked as if he wanted to say something else, but Zachary had already turned away, pul

"I'll tell my old man about it tonight. We'll celebrate your birthday for you." "Who cares about Jayson and what he does!" Chad grumbled inwardly. After returning from the military base, Ariel felt somewhat drained. She went back to her room and took a bath. Upon exiting the bathroom, she discovered a WhatsApp message from Betty, wishing her a happy birthday and mentioning her present was waiting. Ariel was quite moved. She replied, "Thank you, Grandma." Betty replied almost instantly. "Is Jayson with you? He's celebrating your birthday with you, right?"