Novel & Cerita Happy Birthday Jacob

Jackson had worn the same model earlier today, showing it off like a trophy of his victory over me. Was this just another of the same model, or the exact one he had worn earlier? Either way, it didn't matter. I forced the bile down and turned to Keira, keeping my voice level. "We need to talk." Keira took my tone as sulking, irritation flickering in her eyes. "Jack was just trying to surprise you. He didn't know you don't celebrate birthdays. I've already chewed him out for it." She sighed. "Liam, can you stop making a big deal out of this? I'm exhausted."

he looked at her with determination, and he didn’t stop smiling calmly. Gloria nodded. She was quite satisfied. Prodigy? That’s bull crap if there is no hard work. “Oh! Sorry! I forgot to introduce myself,” He said before chuckling, “Good afternoon. My name is Jacob Peterson, but everyone calls me Jake. Professor Henry probably mentioned me to you already.” “Hi Jacob, if you don’t mind me asking. How old you?” She could not help but ask instead. Jacob looked at her with joy, and her question did not disturb him at all and with a firmness that she did not expect he said, “I am 32 years old.”

Hazel raised her eyebrows, not afraid or panicked, but instead smiled brightly. "Mr. Jack, who would be foolish to seek death? I haven't had enough of life yet, why would I want to die?" She blinked a few times. "By the way, today is your birthday. It's not very nice to say these things, right?" Jack chuckled, seeming to be in a better mood. "You know it's my birthday." "I know." Hazel shrugged. "I even organized your birthday party myself. Unfortunately, you didn't come."

Sophia’s POV Everyone went inside their dorms, but we didn’t. We’d probably be reprimanded, but well, it would be worth it. The full moon shines ever so brightly, signaling that it’s already midnight. “Happy birthday Jacob!” I beamed and handed him a small box. He was a little surprised and tried to keep it cool. But his pheromones were oozing, giving him away that he was quite delighted. He unwrapped the tiny gift box, and he held my present. “An anklet?”

He hugged me tightly and asked happily, "A double surprise? Is there a special day seven days from now? Why can't I remember?" He thought for a moment before walking out of the bedroom and calling the butler after a moment of realization. "I almost forgot! Cynthia's birthday is seven days from now! Sebastian, prepare a grand birthday celebration. That's right, bigger than last year. I won't be cheap with my Luna." When Jakob was making the call, he didn't realize that I was staring at him from the bedroom doorway, my eyes colder than ever. He had never forgotten about my birthday during the seven years we were together.

He thought Jacob would become a monk one day after quitting his job as a lawyer. Never did he imagine that Jacob had fallen for someone. "W-Who is she?" Zuko couldn't help but gossip. Jacob glanced at him and put his phone away, leaving him guessing. "She's... Joy!" "Can you be serious?" "Joy represents happiness." Jacob smiled. "So she is my happiness." The more Zuko listened, the more perplexed he became. He went straight to the point. "So, does your happiness know that you like her?" Jacob's expression changed. He finished his drink.

This was the first time Luna had seen Lylah shown any expression of happiness in months. "Miss?, your order please?" And like a tight slap to the face, reality was put right before her. "Hot chocolate", she smiled. As soon as the waitress left the table, she bowed her head and rubbed her forehead. It had been a month already, why couldn't she just let him go, she wondered. Every single thing reminded her of the memories they shared. "Luna, do you remember when he got me a dildo after my birthday?", Lylah laughed. "Yes, and y'all fought about the dildo because you wanted him and not a stupid dildo and so he took it back. What a jerk!"

“So what’s your question?” I stared at his good-looking face. I just noticed now that his eyes were pitch black and every time he blinks, the color suddenly changes into golden brown. His face gets closer to me, but not close enough that we would kiss. Just enough for us to see each other clearly and closely. Jacob is already twice my age, his son is years older than me. And yet he remained that silent power within him. “I really don’t have any question. I just wanted to say something since it seemed like we’re just gonna spend the whole time in this room with silence.”

She hadn't even agreed to marry him! Nonetheless, a sudden warmth rushed through her as she glanced at the ring on her finger. It was David's 60th birthday. Just as Jacob was about to excuse himself from the table to retrieve David's birthday cake, the older man said slowly, "Jacob, you don't have to get up." No sooner had he said this than the lights in the living room dimmed. The next second, someone wheeled a three-tiered birthday cake into the room. The person pushing the cart was a young man singing a familiar tune. "Happy birthday to you; happy birthday to you…"

Carter had a look of relief on her face. “Oh, Richard can't we tell them yet?' Joann said using her mind link with her husband “No, I don’t think now is the right time let’s wait till the night of their birthday”. He silently replied to her. Living with the Carters has been the best thing for Jacob and I. We are no longer abused by our old foster parents, we will be going to a wonderful new school soon, and I really do think they love us. “So, why can’t we have a birthday party, well other than the fact we don’t know anyone, what’s the big deal?” Jacob suddenly asked.