Happy Birthday Mari Novels & Stories

He smiles cutely at her, and she returns the smile to him. "Thank you," She blushes hard, turning her face away. She hasn't been celebrated for the past three years. Raymond had celebrated her just once since they have been together, so her other birthdays have always been like normal days. "Happy birthday, baby girl," Marian walks forward and pulls her in for a hug. "Thank you," she smiles at her weakly. After celebrating her birthday, the rest of her colleagues leave for their office, leaving her and Jayden back in the office.

To say I was grateful was an understatement. Aunt Arya laughed, her warm voice grounding me. “That was the point, dear. It’s been so long since we’ve seen you relax. You deserve this.” Her gaze softened, and she reached out to pat my arm. “Happy birthday, Kai. We’ve all been waiting to celebrate you.” Maria smirked, crossing her arms playfully. “Finally, a day where you’re not brooding over pack matters. It’s refreshing.” I chuckled, shaking my head. “Brooding? Is that what you call it?”

I looked at Maurvi and she glared at me. She got up from her chair and gave me a very quick peck on my cheek. I smiled like anything. I snaked my arm around her waist and thanked her. After that my tomato didn't even look at me. But I was enjoying my birthday like anything. We had everything and then Maurvi gave me the cake in a box. " Thanks to both of you it was a beautiful beginning of my birthday. I am giving a party to my colleagues tomorrow... I mean today. You both have to come. "

I remember telling him my birthday some time ago, I can't believe he didn't forget. “come inside and meet everyone” Wini said and pulled me gently. “Happy Birthday Mari. Will has told me good things about you” a beautiful lady said to me “really? Thank you” I said with a large smile “by the way, I'm Jay. Their cousin” she introduced and gave me a handshake “it's nice to meet you Jay” I said and she smiled “nice to meet you too. I'll excuse you now” she said and walked to Wilbur

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(Author's Note: hey. Sorry for the delay. I had to go back to school and my school's like a boarding school, you know? Some students in my school caught covid and it had to be shut down. But the main thing is that I'm back, yay!) * My facial muscles had already started to cramp from smiling too hard at well-wishers and my eardrums were wearied of hearing the same words over and over again: 'I wish you both a happy married life with a lot of children.'

Maria noticed something was wrong, so she pulled me into a warm embrace. “Come to the living room when you’re done,” Ruiz instructed before heading out of the kitchen with Lorenzo trailing behind him. Maria made sure they were gone before releasing me from her grip. “Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday?” She raised a brow at me. “I would have done something nice for you.” I shrugged, leaning on the counter. “I even forgot about it. My life is already miserable, so there’s no use celebrating.” I replied with a slightly cracked voice.

I, for one, know how it feels to live in a place like that and feel like you have no one. I walk into the orphanage and Lysol flood my senses, and the laughter of children puts a smile on face. "Calliana, how are you?." "I am doing well; what did you need me for?." I ask Sister Mary Danvers, she smiles. "You got a package today, But I can't say that's the only reason for the call, you know Mario's birthday is today, and he wanted you here." I nod, "I know I could never forget his birthday; where is he?."

"Phoebe, happy birthday. Did you get the flowers I sent?" "I got them. You're not even home for my birthday, and you think flowers make it better?" She sounded irritated. "No, that's not what I meant. I'll be done with everything the day after tomorrow, and we can celebrate then, okay?" I tried my best to sound gentle. "Wh-what? I thought you weren't coming back until the end of the month! Why are you coming back the day after tomorrow?" Her voice shot up in pitch. "I rushed everything so I could get home early and see you."

Her cheeks are red and swollen, and Marcello knows she must be in pain. "What did you do to the man who did this to me?" Mariana's question surprised Marcello. But he answered anyway: "I cut off his hand and sent it to his father." Mariana gasped. "I'm cutting his head off next." "That's—" she paused for a moment, realising something. The reason she had gone to the mall that day was to get a birthday present for Marcello, which meant his birthday was today. "Happy Birthday!" She exclaimed, surprising him.