Happy Birthday Nick Novels & Stories

Khloe hesitated, and Loretta continued plainly, "Actually… today is Nick's birthday. Not that it means much—he's never happy on his birthdays. If you're free, I thought maybe you could spend some time with him." Her words made Khloe's heart drop. She had heard from Arista that Nick's mother had passed away shortly after his birth. He had always blamed himself for being born, and he never celebrated his birthday. "I understand, Grandma. Don't worry," Khloe said, hanging up. Thinking of Nick's earlier words about indulging him, her chest tightened. If she could turn his self-reproach into a happy day, she would gladly do it. "Nick… let's register today," she said softly.

Just muttered, "I like it." He didn't notice. Or maybe he was just too wiped from playing house with Sabrina. "You like it, that's all that matters. I'm gonna shower," he said. He disappeared into the bathroom. By the time he came out, I was already in bed, facing the wall. Silent. He wrapped his arms around me. Same bed, totally different worlds. *** Then came my birthday. Derrick threw his usual party—surprises, cake, the works. Picture-perfect.

Ace said to him. Nick nodded. "Nick, I need your help" Ace said "Just order," Nick said. "The day after tomorrow is Ethan and Evan's birthday. I want to celebrate their birthday in the grand manner that people will remember for the next ten years. Also, that day I am going to introduce them as King heirs. I want you to take care of this matter" Ace said to him "Do not worry about it anymore. I will prepare everything. Just tell me, do you want to celebrate it in our hotel or at our mansion?" Nick asked him

“What are you doing here?” He stepped into the room. “Your birthday isn’t over for another hour.” I glanced at the clock, and sure enough, it wasn’t midnight yet. Nicholas had already made this day so magical, though; what else could he possibly have planned? “You’ve already done so much,” I said softly. He shrugged, and his gaze softened as it traveled over me before lingering on the mark on my neck. “You deserved something nice for your birthday.” My throat tightened, and I looked away quickly. “Well… Thank you,” I said quietly. “For everything. The party, the music… it’s been years since I’ve had a proper birthday party.”

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!"

This time around, I did not even care. ‘Maybe today can be the start of something new. Maybe he will change, for me,’ I thought as my heart decided it would give Nicholas one last chance to prove himself. “Nick!” I called out, my voice was filled with joy. He emerged from behind me, a warm smile was on his face. “Happy anniversary, my love!” He stepped forward and enveloped me in a warm embrace, planting a soft kiss on my lips. I pulled back slightly to look into his eyes. “You remembered! I can’t believe I almost forgot.”

Tears filled her eyes, but she raised her face to suppress the tears. "Hey Triffany!" Triffany heard her name and quickly turn. "Why are you standing there and not coming in, and where is your husband?" Nick asked, looking behind her. "Is he not coming?" He paused when he noticed the tears in her eyes. "Triffany why are you crying?" He asked with worry. Triffany who doesn't want Tommy to suspect anything force a smile. "What do you mean crying?" She blinks and raised the gift up for him to see. "Happy birthday cousin!" She shouted and flashed him a big smile. Nick seems to fall for it and accepted the gift with a big grin. "Damn i can't wait to see what's in here." He tries to peck in but he

Nick I woke up earlier than usual this morning to get prepared for my walkout and training with my men. It's my eighteenth year's birthday and I was super excited. There was no celebration being held, it was canceled at the last minute by evil Miranda. It's not that I was looking forward to it anyway. But I am grateful that at least finally I will be able to meet my mate.

Damian poured me a glass of orange juice, and he even prepared a pitcher of orange juice, especially for me. “Where is the birthday boy?” I looked around to search for Nick. “I’m here,” suddenly Nick appeared in front of us. “Nick! Happy Birthday!” I exclaimed and wished him a great birthday. “Thank you, Kat. Where’s my gift?” he laughed. “It’s with Damian. We went halfsies again,” I said sheepishly. “Thank you,” Nich hugged me. “Sit down, dance, eat or just drink. If you need anything, just let me know,” he said as he released me.

The dot stopped at Hotel Streamside. I told the driver to speed up, and before I even got close, the explosion of confetti thundered in my ears. I approached the scene. The whole place was raining confetti, and it blurred the guests' faces. A pair of waiters were pushing a cake that was taller than an adult toward the center of the party. "Happy birthday, honey! Here's to our fifth anniversary!" My heart sank. I knew that voice. Salazar Solomon's. My husband's. And he was calling the woman in his arms his wife.