Hetalia Birthdays Novels & Stories

Just like that life went on uneventfully. In a flash, another half a month passed. Today was already the second 22nd of July. It would be my birthday in two days. Beep, beep, beep “Hello, Kester!” Kester’s voice rang out from the phone. “Anya, you’re 25th. Birthday is in two days. How do you plan to celebrate?” “Well, there is no need to celebrate.” Kester sighed softly and said apologetically, “I am sorry. I may not able to rush back to celebrate your birthday with you. You won’t be angry with me, will you?”

ONE YEAR BEFORE It was the week before Tara’s birthday, and even though she wasn’t quite at the official mating age yet, she was still totally excited about the event. Tara would be turning 20, and as always, it was a chance for the three of us to celebrate together. We spent nearly every moment of that week planning her birthday. It wasn’t going to be anything fancy, just a small cake at Tara’s home with her family, and then we’d head out for a girls' night. Simple, but perfect.

He laughed. "Our relationship doesn't exactly play by the book,” I smiled. “When is your birthday?” My eyebrows raised. "Suddenly?” "Shouldn't friends know that much about each other?” "My birthday is June 16th." “That’s—” "In the next two weeks, yes.” I nodded. He leaned forward. "How do you usually celebrate your birthday?” That sounded like an alien term to me.

August 25, 1991 Erik, Henry and Coralis were getting ready to head back to school. “Coralis, I don’t know how I missed that detail when we were filing the paperwork for you, but was your birthday really on August 1st?” said Kief. “Yes, I am now 11,” said Coralis. “Wait wait, DID WE REALLY MISS YOUR BIRTHDAY?” said Erik and Henry at the same time. “Had we known, we would have done something to celebrate it. Why didn’t you tell us?” said Kief.

"She told me she doesn't want to be involved with a Warrior that reports to me. Now you don't report to me. You two would make a fine couple. She turns 18 very soon." I nodded. "The Luna mentioned that Ashley and Celia share a birthday. I believe it's February 27th." I paused, not sure if I should ask Celia's Dad for advise on Celia's likes. I decided it couldn't hurt. "Do you know what Celia would like as a gift?"

She jumped to the vampire territory, there was no way she would be alive. But why the fuck he dreamt about her when he hadn't thought about her in months? Suddenly his eyes went towards the calender dangling on the wall and suddenly his sharp eyes caught the date and the circle around it. Zinnia's birthday. Today was her birthday, they circled that date only when she was Dante's mate and they didn't want to upset the Alpha so they made sure to remember her birthday so they could make her happy and obviously whenever she was happy because of them, Alpha automatically used to reward them.

He rubbed his neck uncomfortably and then tried to appease me. "Renee, I know you're upset about me leaving you to decorate the birthday party venue alone the day before yesterday, but you made me wait all day yesterday. We're even now. "You've always wanted me to go back with you to talk to your parents about our marriage, right? Well, I promise that once we get that investment for our pig ranch, I'll go with you to meet your parents. "Alright, enough of this. Go buy the medicine. You've been feeding the pigs long enough. You know what they need when they're sick. Evie's probably worried by now."

"It's a gift." "My birthday was ages ago." He rolled his eyes. "Cecil's birthday is coming up." I frowned. "And?" "Lycans don't have a Mother's Day," he rolled his eyes. "On a child's birthday, you give the mom a gift, too. Specifically, the child does."

“What does it mean?” Siena’s brows knotted in confusion. “But today is not my birthday.” Ah, it had to be a code, Siena thought. Alfonso intentionally played a prank on her right on their wedding day! She searched for a pen and started to scribble on the paper. “My birthday is on September 17th. Probably it’s the key to shift the letters. Hmm, let me try.” She wrote down her answer on the paper. HVCPAQFKXDR

"I don't think it's a good idea..." "Why not? It's to give her a day, Elijah. I've read all her books," she said, setting aside what she was doing. "And none of them mention her birthdate. So I thought, why not give her a day even if it's not her actual birthday? That's why I decided to have the celebration." "April 12th," he muttered, and Helena nodded. "But... the dance is from the 18th century. Something tells me she's from an earlier time."