Happy Birthday Nick Novels & Stories

Charles quickly ended the call when he saw me. He looked flustered and said, "Rosie, I was just checking on Avery's dog." I tilted my head slightly and replied, "There's nothing to misunderstand." "You don't mind?" Charles asked. "There's nothing to mind," I replied. After a pause, Charles said, "You're coming with me to a birthday party tonight." Since I was not feeling well, I wanted to decline. "I'm not sure I can make it."

"Birthday was nothing special to him and he didn't need to celebrate it. Isla had always been abroad in the past, so Nanny Zhang was the one celebrating his and Nick's birthday. At that time, he did not understand why Madeline cared so much about their birthdays, but he felt heartbroken now that he knew the reason. " "Later, he realized that he was just a pawn after coming to this world. That was why he thought that his birthday was a shame that marked his failure in life. However, Mango was cooking so busily now because of his birthday." "Perhaps it wasn't too bad to celebrate his birthday if he could spend his time like this every year, " His wife cooking in the kitchen with just a lamp co

Perhaps he intentionally let it ring? "Hello, Ethan?" His voice came through. From his tone, I could tell he might have been sleeping before I called. I pressed my lips in a thin line, not feeling a thread of guilt. "Good morning. Do you want to attend my birthday party tonight?" While at it. I decided to brag a little. "Vesper is organizing a birthday party for me tonight. It's just the few of us." Nick was silent. I raised a brow. Too excited? "Yes, I will."

The whole time they chatted about one thing or the other. Once we were inside, I took the little baby from him while he hugged Mama, Caleb, Evans, Sienna and Aiden and got tons of wishes and blessings. Kia wrapped her little arms around her Nicky uncle and the smile he gave to her was priceless, "Happiest Birthday Nicky Uncle. Kia loves you." He stared down at her and I swear I could see the tears in his eyes. He mumbled something to her and kissed her forehead gently. "Nico is happy," Mama whispered to me amidst all the noises and cheering. I glanced at Nick who at the same time looked at me. He gave me a breathtaking smile mouthing a thank you.

I’d pushed it so far back into the depths of my mind that I even forgot the day every year, all I knew was that I was a year older once a year washed by. I didn’t even realize that today was my birthday, and I was so touched that Nick had found out about it somehow and he was celebrating it for me in such a grand way. Now, the makeover made absolute sense and I found myself tearing up as I finally looked away from the cake and met his gaze. He smiled sweetly at me and waved the staffs away then and we were all alone in the serene space where we were seated. “Blow out your candle, sweetheart,” he nodded towards the cake and I realized that the candle was burning out pretty quickly.

Nicklaus declared. “Happy birthday old man, though I doubt you’d be happy” he announced passing on a small piece wrapped in a sachet. “You rascal, I bet I’d be happier than you any day!” Adam bellowed snatching the item from Nick’s hold and unraveling his surprise, and a surprise he saw indeed.

I swear the older we get, the younger he claims to be. I swear the vain man gets a year younger with every tube of the overpriced cosmetics he orders. Considering I’m pushing forty, and he was older than me when we met, nothing about him being ‘twenty-six’ tracks. Nicky also doesn’t have the excuse of not knowing his birthday, like I do. Even if Nicky could remember his past, the two of us made up as many birthdays as we did celebration days based on whatever astrology reading fit us that week. That or whatever shiny thing he wanted as a present.

Then the music started. A soft rhythm filled the air, blending with the saxophone’s tune. One of the men began to sing in a mellow voice, calling out my name and wishing me a happy birthday. I blinked, my birthday? For a brief moment, I stood still, trying to recall the date. My mind was blank until it hit me: it was my birthday. I had completely forgotten. Between surgeries, appointments, and Ava, I hadn’t realized the day had come. Nikky stepped forward, smiling like a model walking a runway. She lifted a small white box wrapped in golden ribbon. “Happy birthday, my love,” she shouted, her voice echoing through the crowd. “You didn’t think I’d forget, did you?”

“ Come here sweetheart. I still have to give you my birthday present.” I sat on the bed and scooted up until I was leaning on the headboard. “ Tank, come here.” I say slapping the bed beside me. “ I want you closer.” Tank gets beside me and pulls me to him. I’m laying on his chest looking up at him. “ Tank, you didn’t need to get me anything for my birthday. Having you in my life is all I need.” I think about it for a second. “ Well there is one thing you could give me. It could be my present.” I smiled at him. “ And what would that be?” Tank asks. I answer simply “ Your name.” He laughs “ All you want for your birthday is my name?” “ Yep” I say, popping the p. “ It is Nicholas Tramane.” I r

I asked annoyed. “Do you want a list?” Nick scoffed, "Well, I assure you that when it’s my friend’s birthday, the most I can do for her is to give her a record and that.” he paused, leaning over to whisper the rest, "it's because I have a fifteen percent discount on the merchandise.” "She already has all the records she wants.” I said nervously. "That's right.” Nick agreed, "but that's because you've given them all away without having an important date involved.”