Happy Birthday Cali Novels & Stories

I’m eighteen. “It’s my birthday today, Cal.” A hairy hand runs through his scattered hair. I squeeze my arms around myself. If he says no, I’m not sure what I’ll do but my heart won’t be able to handle the rejection. “Cal, it can be a birthday gift to me.” “Happy birthday.” I shrug. “I don’t really like celebrating it today.”

Selene said as everyone looked at her. Just what is this that is about to befall them. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME💪🎂 JEEZ IT'S BEEN A RIDE, GOD BLESS ME AND Y'ALL. THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME EVEN THOUGH I AM NOT THE MOST CONSISTENT PERSON ON PLANET EARTH. THANK YOU. _ELLA💜

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday happy birthday...happy birthday Phoebe!" The gesture of his hands is constant. It was obvious to him that he was satisfied. After we sang to him, we sat down again. Then one by one will stand up to give him a gift. When it was my turn to give, I kissed and pinched baby Phoebe's cheek again. "Happy birthday, princess. Tita-Ninang loves you," I said then she clapped her hands and reached for my face. "Thank you, Godmother. I hope I have a Godfather for my next birthday," said Cali. I gave him a hard time and returned to our seat. Wella gave next.

Cali nodded. "I agree, Tita." "When are you coming home? Is Denver with you? Is he busy?" Cali laughed out loud. "Of course, he is busy." "Oh." She simply said. "I bet my finger, he didn't greet you. If he knows, I bet he said 'Okay, it's your birthday. Who cares?' He don't care at all." He heared Madame Ybarra spoke in the background. "Watch your mouth, Cali. I'll cut your tongue instead of your finger."

He squeezed and rubbed it in return. "Happy birthday. It's not like me to write letters like these cause I often just call and say 'happy birthday'. But the thing is, your birthday is at the end of the year. So I don't know if I would still be alive by then." "What?" Cayden whispers. "Wait..."

I've learned that once you're getting a massage nothing should be in your head and I agree with this masseuse. Cleanse your mind. That is what I do. After the massage, I sit on the couch and read my birthday messages from my book club ladies, oh and Chris too. All their messages make me blush. Even my co-workers back at Monet's wished me a happy birthday. Leave it to Carlos to be extra when it comes to wishing me a happy birthday. He sent five birthday stickers and five birthday gifs. He might be annoying at times but his version of wishing me a happy birthday has made me happy, if this were a competition, Carlos would have won first place in wishing me a happy birthday.

Open, visible for them to see. A quiet warning. Because they were my parents doesn't mean they should say something like that. My mother touched my father's arm. "Don't say that, honey. Matty knows what he's doing. His forty-fourth birthday is in two months - August 15." June 12 today. No need to rub it in. My birthday would definitely be like every other year. They introduce me to more business partners. I invite my tip clients. Social media get updated. Spin for lucky workers and clients I would treat and lots of extravagant birthday gifts from everyone.

Cilla’s POV “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CILLA MARKLE!” It said. I held on to Cara for support because I thought I was losing it. It couldn’t be possible, right? I started to believe I was seeing things that did not exist. “What’s going on? Are you seeing what I’m seeing?” Cara smiled like that was the most normal thing ever. “It’s your birthday, Cilla. We’re celebrating you today.” “Cara, what is this? How? Why?”

"I was not born on November 12th. I do not know when I was born. Or if I was born." "Everyone is born, Cale. Even Reapers." "I suspect I was... assembled. Or summoned." "Well, you're human now. And humans have birthdays. And since this is the legal date, this is your birthday." Cale looked at the ID. He looked at the burnt cake. "You attempted to commemorate a fictional event with a confection?" Cale asked. "I wanted to celebrate you." "Celebrate me?" "Yes. Your existence. The fact that you are here, breathing, taking up space in my kitchen."

The center piece, two three tier cakes with 'Happy birthday, Charlie' and 'congratulations on your recovery' written across them in cursive. "You really outdid yourself," she muttered and glanced at Cillian who stood beside her, a fond smile on his lips. "Thank you." "Anything for you two." His eyes flickered to her and he flashed her a smile. "You guys are the most important people to me, forever and I'll do anything to see you two happy." Taking a step closer, he slid his hand into her and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I love you, Bella." "And I'll continue to remind you, you're on probation, so you still have a lot of work to do, Cal." She responded, her tone a teasing one, but the words hel