Happy 8th Months Anniversary Novels & Stories

I just wish that we have more time to stay like this. “Happy eighteenth birthday, missy!”

He replied, "Happy eighth anniversary and more to come, Angel." The end.

He told me through the mind link and I groaned. I looked at the decorations once again.There was a cake on the table,and it had eight layers.I guess every layer represented all those eight years that we have been together. It was all smiles on everyone's faces and the sight of it made me feel so emotional. “Thank you for the surprise guys.”I said and smiled even more. It's not that I had forgotten today was our eighth anniversary.It's just that…I wanted it to be a family thing.Eat with the twins,our parents and my husband then story tell and ask the moon goddess to shower us with more blessings.

Dharani POV ************* 8 YEARS LEAP ............ I am so happy with my husband and my children. My life has changed so much in these eight years. Things that I never expected to happen with me, took place. It's been 8 years since me and Akash got married and 8 years since all my dreams came true. In these eight years, all I have experienced is pure joy and heaven. My professional as well as my family life is running very smoothly and successfully.

The little wisps of her dark curls damp from sleep. Real. She’s real. My vision blurs as tears pour down my face. I let out a shaky, broken breath, my entire body wracked with a silent sob. How? I get up and pick up my phone from the bedside table, hands trembling as I press the power button. My breath catches as the screen lights up. The date. Six months back. This is when Zach and I are the happiest. Or so I thought. We are still blissfully married. Lila is eighteen months old.

"Happy birthday to you Lupitaaa, Happy birthday to you. How old are you now? How old are you now? How old are you now, Lupitaaa? How old are you now?" "I'm eight years old now, I'm eight years old now... " "Hip! Hip! Hip!" "Hurray!" Little Lupita smiled as friends and family celebrate her eighth birthday. She beamed as her favorite section of her party had begun. It was time for Lupita to get presents.

he responded, and a smile of satisfaction crept across my lips as I stared at the phone screen for a while, looking at his name—Jason, which I saved with a blue heart emoji. After a few minutes later that the call ended, I dropped the phone and reminisced about the incident that happened at the hall—the incident between me and Zayn. "Happy anniversary, my love. Today marked exactly eight years since we got married. Sadly, we are not together anymore. Let's work things out. I knew I had to be mean with Zayn; otherwise, I would one day fall for his sweet but misleading words—I would one day give in and say yes to him, throwing myself into his arms."

Jasmine''s pov Mexico city... 17th august, 2016! A smile played on my lips, as I stared at the sheet of paper in my hands. "Congratulations, you're eight weeks pregnant, miss Reinle!" The doctor said. "Thank you, doctor" I replied. My eyes scanned the result one more time, I'm pregnant.. I'm soon going to be a mother. Though, I'm just 18 but I'm happy to be a mother, because my boyfriend is very responsible.

“Desmond, you need to relax. It’s an opportunity to allow the pack to relax and not feel you are breathing down their back.” “Who says I won’t be?” “The open bar.” I laughed and patted her arm. “So, after all these years, you do know me.” “Our eighteenth anniversary will be coming up this year as well.” “You know it means that I should get you an appliance, right? According to the handbook.” I smiled at her look of disgust. She turned away from me, her chin raised in the air. “If you give me an appliance for our anniversary, then you won’t have a nineteenth anniversary.”

"For you my love. Happy anniversary." THE END.