Holy Cow Im One Birthday Novels & Stories

He asked curiously. "Mine." She replied, smiling. "How can you have two birthdays at the same time?" "I wonder. My real birthday is January but my brother celebrates it for me every 7th of July. He called it my special birthday from him and that's how it has been over the years now. I keep on forgetting whenever he sends me gifts which is why I used it as my pass code. July 7 feels more like my birthday than January 20. I was born on a different day but I celebrate it on a different day."

It’s got a wax seal on it and everything, I feel weird holding it. “Uh, okay…” I responded quietly. Even my headmates had nothing to say. “Happy Early Birthday!” They said one after the other and jogged away. I didn't even know they knew when my birthday was. I never made a deal out of it. My life just keeps getting weirder.

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Tori’s POV ~1 week later~ It’s officially been a week since turning 14 and I feel like a complete loser. I mean, not only did my birthday suck ass, aside from when the guys came over to spend time with me, but the most important part of the event never happened. My wolf. My wolf never appeared, just like I assumed.

We blew them out together. Then he yelled, "I wanna be with Audrey forever! I'll stick by her side for life!" Cue the crowd going wild. "Derrick, give it a rest! You're making us all jealous." "Almost ten years and still this cute? Ugh, I can't." I stiffened. Not ten. Eleven. This was year eleven. And he'd already checked out. I slipped my hand out of his and kept it calm. "I'll grab your gift. It's late—I'm not coming back. Enjoy the party."

Laura I woke up on my birthday to a text from Chloe that said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH" in all caps with seventeen exclamation points. I wrote back. "thank you. why are you yelling." "BECAUSE IT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY." "you are going to wake up my parents." "GOOD. THEY SHOULD BE AWAKE. IT IS YOUR DAY." I put my phone down. Stared at the ceiling. Eighteen. I did not feel eighteen. I felt the same as yesterday. Same as last week. Same as last month.

"It’s fine." She tilted her head, studying me. "So, you’re not worried that you’re quite a bit older than me?" I chuckled. "Even if you complained about it, I wouldn’t let you go." She let out a soft laugh. "You wouldn’t?" "Not even if I were sixty," I said, amused by how quickly she was catching on. Her expression turned thoughtful. "So, how do werewolves celebrate birthdays? Do you guys have some special tradition?" "I don’t celebrate mine," I admitted. "Never have. It’s just a happy birthday and then the day moves on. No need for a celebration."

he said, gesturing vaguely at the puppy, who was now wagging its whole backside in sheer delight, "is a little something for you. Expected you to forget, actually." My furious retort died on my lips. Forget what? My brow furrowed in confusion, then slowly, agonizingly, the realization dawned. The date. The day. It hit me like a ton of bricks. "Oh. My. God," I breathed, my eyes widening. "It's… it's my birthday." He gave another infuriating shrug. "Indeed it is, little sister. Happy twenty-second."

“I have a feeling this is not going to be pleasant.” I take a deep breath and glance around the table. All of them. My chaos crew. My ride-or-die dysfunctionals. They’re mine. And they deserve to know what’s coming. “You all know my birthday is in two days,” I begin. Sonia raises a brow. “Wait—your real birthday? Or your executioner identity birthday? Because I can’t keep track anymore.” “Actual birthday. The one that marks my glorious escape from the womb,” I reply dryly.

Johan told the cat. Harlow sat on the floor, playing with the cat. Suddenly, Johan gasped. "I just realised." "What?" Harlow glanced up at where she was on the bed. "Today is your birthday. I totally forgot because you didn't do the countdown at midnight." ’’Yeah, I wasn’t up for the embarrassment.’’ ’’Well, you are of age now.’’ "I don't feel any different, nor look different. Everything is the same." Harlow shrugged.