Edward Cullen Birthday Novels & Stories

She murmured before looking up, "It's been five years, Edward. You're still..." "If you have nothing else, you can leave." I cut her off. I am not interested in the same conversation again and again. Also, she must not cross her limit in meddling in my personal life. I stood up to leave when, "If you'd opened the email, you wouldn't have reacted this way, Edward." I arched my brow as she stepped a little closer, "Even if you don't count me, I believe I am close enough to be a family. I remember it's Della's birthday next week and so I prepared a surprise for her."

Lilian announced decisively. "The 8th of next month..." Carter murmured, his brow furrowing in thought. "What's the matter? Do you have prior commitments on that date?" Lilian inquired. Unbeknownst to Lilian, the 8th of the upcoming month held a significant meaning to Carter – it was Julia's birthday. Traditionally, he had always spent that day with her. Carter hesitated briefly before dismissing his concerns. "No, it's nothing important. The 8th works."

I smile and tell him, “I’m just admiring the beautiful family you’ve built. My congratulations to you.” Enzo nods and says, “thank you.” Then I ask, “When were the girls born?” Amelia tells me, “June 28.” “And they are five years old?” Enzo responds, “That’s right.” I frown because it can’t be that much of a coincidence. According to Edward, Chris must have been born around that date. Therefore, every year, we celebrate his birthday on June 29. Enzo raises an eyebrow and says, “Is something wrong? You suddenly became very pale.”

Eleanor froze. She hadn't expected Julian to bring up anything personal in his own office. "Julian, we already" "We're not divorced. You haven't forgotten what Saturday is." He didn't look up. Eleanor remembered exactly what Saturday was. Edward's seventieth birthday. She understood him without needing an explanation. Every year, Edward's birthday brought his old friends and colleagues out of the woodwork, and Eleanor's cooking was always the thing they remembered most. "Fine. Understood."

Colton and Jane, sit opposite Reece and I, while Mr Cullen sits at the head of the table and Mrs Cullen, on his right hand. When we are all gathered in the room, Mr Cullen rises to his feet, lightly tapping the spoon against the glass, earning everyone's attention. He welcomes everyone and thanks us for coming, he then begins sharing a few words about their intention for tonight, that this is a celebration of the life, of their daughter. He expresses how much they love her, and miss her, and that they want to honour her. Mrs Cullen rises to her feet and walk out, after mentioning that they have something, in which they would like to show everyone. She returns, being followed by two people, w

"We're practically family, no need to thank me. And don't be too hard on yourself. Colin will understand. Oh, by the way, your birthday's the day after tomorrow. Any plans?" Glancing at my phone, I realized that the day after tomorrow was Independence Day, my birthday. For the past few years, Colin had always been there for my birthday. But this year, he was miles away. Whether I celebrated or not, it didn't seem to matter much.

Sean smiled, glad to hear that his godson was fine. “Is that all?” Edward raised an eyebrow. “Well, it’s Aliyah’s birthday in two days, you always have me come at exactly today to help you pick a gift. Although normally, there would have been preparation going on by now or won’t they be a party this year?” “There will always be a party and you know it. It’s just that Asher’s issue had made us lose track of time. I doubt she even remembers.” “Well, it’s her birthday in two days and the blood moon night in eight days. You talked about holding a grand ceremony for it here at the palace, I was asked to confirm if it still will be holding.”

Linda frowned and trailed off! “Educated and matured? Is that what you wanted to say? Do you realise that I am eighteen now just like I was in my previous life when I met Edward? My birthday is on 22nd July just it was in my previous life! And no, it was not a mistake Li! Edward was not heartless and you will know when you hear their whole story!” Emily said wiping her tears. “Then what happened Emi?” Linda held her hands and leaning over Emily she asked with sadness.

He didn't like the old man so much while he was alive and now that he was dead, they just wanted to keep ok shoving his memories up his nose. "I know about the festival," Edward said, finishing up the cufflinks of his second hand. "But the thing is I have a party to attend to. The Lady of Whissletown has asked that I be her guest to her husband's birthday and you know I can't turn down such an offer." "Very well, then," Mr Brown said with a small bow. "I will inform the council that you've canceled the meeting for an important business trip." Edward sighed. He knew his butler was only doing this to make him feel guilty and, boy, was it working.

Edwin was a great cook and we all love his cooking. I took the bowl and smiled in gratitude before looking back at Raymond for the answer. “Yeah. We received the dates this morning. It’s from 17th December to 28th December.” He replied to Edwin and I narrowed my eyes in confusion. “That’s not possible. Do they want us to celebrate Christmas there?” Sheryl exclaimed while looking at us in surprise. “And your eighteenth birthday.” Raymond added and my heart skipped a beat. Herman’s warning about her birthday boomed in my mind at the same time.