Demon Slayer Birthdays Novels & Stories

Species: Vampire (Prince of vampires) Eye colour: Light blue Mate: Unknown 5.Name:Damon Santiago Age: Eighteen Birthday: 3rd August,... Species: Vampire Eye colour: Sunset red Mate: Unknown. 6.Name: Bella Victoria Morgenstern. Age: Six months Birthday: 13th January,... Species: Vampire Mate:Unknown That's all for now. The detail of every new character will come in the chapter they appear or are introduced. Please vote, comment, share and read. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

it’s like he wants to kill me. Is he still the Jared I meet? He suddenly changes right now, I don’t know him anymore. I was surprised when he quickly approached me and stabbed me in the heart. I felt pain. Not because of the stab, but because of him. I can’t believe that he could do this to me... I could feel the tears dripping from my eyes as we stared at each other. Anger was the only thing I could see in his eyes. “Just die Eunice, I don’t want to see your face again! A demon like you deserves to die! Oh, happy 18th birthday. I hope you’ll see Satan in hell.” He smiled, it was like he was happy seeing me like this.

' Then, Lucas said, "Stop smoking. Let's go and celebrate your birthday." The gang gathered here for the purpose of celebrating Xander's birthday together. His birthday was on the 13th of November, and it was the 12th today. His friends wanted to celebrate it with him once. Everyone present had prepared birthday presents for Xander. Abigail did not know whether they were expensive or not, but they should have put a lot of thought into it while picking it for Xander.

I didn't want her to know I was searching up Ethan and looking at his photos with and without Heather like a creep. "W-what?" I asked, pushing the laptop away from me. She looked at me strangely before shaking her head. "We are in deep crap." "I know and we have even more crap to deal with. What happened?" "Juliet's birthday is on May 27 and-" "Wait, that day is my birthday." "Oh my God, I almost forgot your birth date." "Come again. Did you really say that Juliet's birthday is on May 27?" "Yes, I did."

To think of it, there was no Travis Scott at the party. What was I thinking? She fist bumped him and nodded her greeting to me. I smiled at her. “ Where’s Damon?” He asked. “He was here a while ago. He’s probably inside. You should check there.” “Okay,” He said. “We’ll have the cocktail you prepared on my birthday. Less ice for me.” “Coming right up.” she turned back, searching for ingredients to use. “So, when’s your birthday?” “January 27th. Yours?” “September, ” I said. “13th of September.”

However, when she saw her lawyer remain silent, she relaxed a little. "May I ask, when is Ms. Felton’s birthday?" "July sixteenth." "July 16th..." Geovanni chewed on these words and suddenly asked, "On February 19th, you posted 'Happy birthday to myself'. Miss Felton, even if you celebrate your birthday twice a year, the dates on the lunar calendar and the Gregorian calendar shouldn't be five months apart, right?" Alex's face changed. February 19th was not her birthday, but Yamilet's.

My fingers trembled slightly as I touched the cold marble, the air around me heavy and still. “Lilian Vale. Date of birth, 20th September 1999. Date of death, 10th March 2009.” I forced back a tear. “Hi, Lily. I brought your favorite flowers. I still can’t believe you’re gone. You’d have been twenty-six today.” My voice cracked, but I kept going. “It’s your birthday, Lily.”

“I don’t pity you. I’ve known you all my life. We were born within days of each other.” She laughed. “Yeah, that’s true. I was born after midnight the day after you and Rei were born.” “Exactly. Sadly, we share a birthday with Hiru and Samuel. They say that’s rare, you know. For exceptionally powerful shifters to share the same birthday.” “Yeah? I hadn’t heard that. I guess I’m lucky to not have to share my birth with strong shifters.” “That just means you’re important to us, Rei and I.” She smiled wider. “You’re silly, you know that, right?”

he asks, wearily. It smiles, looking far too pleased. “It’s your birthday, is it not?” He blinks. …it’s not. Eden passes him a pitying glance as it serves him strawberry cake and Hans instantly bites his tongue to keep his mouth shut. …it’s not his birthday. And as he sits still, trying so hard not to blatantly stare over at the grave of his kin and its vessel (that was just there) while the demon fusses over him like a caring partner of the man who was supposed to be celebrating his birthday today, the very same person he had murdered years ago… Hans Bathory can only ask himself how and why he could have been so stupid, so ignorant all this time.

“I’m not sure. It might be because we’re your mates, or maybe it’s because of your age. There are some supernaturals that don’t fully come into their powers until they reach a certain age.” “Ah,” she drawls. “And I’ll be eighteen in February.” I’ll have to remember that. February is still five months away. “When is everybody’s birthdays?” she asks. “I feel like I barely even know all of you. I don’t even know all of your last names. I mean, I know Forrest’s last name is Romano and your last name is Wolfe.” “Phoenix’s last name is Felix and Puma’s is Belmont.” I pause as I think over when everybody was born. “All of us are eighteen already. My nineteenth birthday is March 27.