Holy Cow Im One Birthday Novels & Stories

"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! IT'S MY BIRTHDAY" I yelled, jumping on my bed in my room as the clock struck 12 at midnight. My mobile phone started beeping as I received wishes from my friends. It's gonna be the best birthday of my life as I turn 18. It is the day that makes me an Adult, It's a day that makes me eligible to start my warrior training, and It is the day when I find my 'MATE'

Nancy explained anxiously. “What do you mean, a normal day? So, they're not moving? I don't understand what's happening. Birthday! BIRTHDAY! Today is her birthday, she turns 18 today, and she changes tonight!” my wolf howled. "Ohhh sh*t." I mumbeld and panic washed over me. "Weren't you supposed to move today?" Mateo asked.

I can’t remember the rest of the words but that part is really catchy. Silence. Then: Are you drunk? Absolutely not. (She was definitely still tipsy.) Selene, it’s midnight. Is it? Time is weird. Did you know that wolves can live for like two hundred years? That’s so many birthdays. Do you celebrate birthdays? What do you even get someone who’s been alive that long? “Sorry you’re ancient, here’s a card”? Are you having a medical emergency? I’m just chatting. Do you not know how to chat? Is that a skill you lost along with your sense of humor?

So it's Wednesday and I'm sitting on my bed contemplating on whether I should follow Woods orders or what? But today is my birthday, my twenty-second birthday and I'm feeling bolder and happier. Like I just turned twenty-two-years-fucking-old! I don't know why that's my favourite age but it is!

My colleagues at work were all here, including Adam's. "We're here to celebrate your pre-birthday because some of us won't be around for your birthday due to the holidays" Martha the cook at Burger Zone piped up. Our birthday is on December 27th and this year's pre-birthday is just a day before because our birthday falls on a Saturday this year. "How did you guys get in here anyways?" I asked again. I felt like my face was going to split in two from how hard I was grinning. Everyone pointed at Tyler. I turned to the culprit beside me questioningly.

Took her. The scent’s stronger now. Richer. More intense. And then it hits me like a fucking freight train, sending me to my knees: Today is my 21st birthday. And Chris—the she-wolf I didn’t even get a last name for—is my mate. My fated mate. And I have no idea where she is.

18 years old. Today's my birthday and already I've been bombarded by birthday wishes from my mom and everyone else, when I mean everyone else , it includes Fiona and Candy, who's presents I've received early in the morning, including their phone numbers, email addresses and social media contacts. I swear when they got the news of me finally having a phone, it was like I won a million dollars or something, they were already making plans for updating me on the 21 century, and me being out there, though I've warned them countless times to not even dare try.

HUNTER'S P.O.V (SIX MONTHS AGO) Birthdays are supposed to smell like cake and candles, but mine smelled like blood instead. "Ma, I'm home!" It was the day after my twenty-first birthday. My girlfriend, Vera, had planned a huge surprise party for me. Well, it wasn't much of a surprise because she threw me a party every year since we started dating. It had become a yearly ritual, so I already knew she was planning one.

Actually, most of the time. When I was found I was roughly only a few months old. Alpha Brock, Luna Kae and the entire pack basically celebrated a random day as my birthday until I finally got my wolf. You see, each of us get our wolves on our fifteenth birthday. It is like a barrier breaks and they flood in, speaking to you like a hyperactive pup until we turn on the night of our birthdays. Therefore, giving me the date that we should have been celebrating for me all along. Each so called ‘celebration’ is only a reminder to me that someone out there did not want me though.

She turned to Alex, “You should join us too, Alex! It’s a special one. Miss Harper Miller is finally turning 21!” The clock struck midnight on Thursday, and suddenly I was twenty-one. It felt like just yesterday when I celebrated my 10th birthday with my parents. I was a happy child, surrounded by their love and warmth. Now, they were gone, leaving me alone in this world. As I turned 21, I couldn't help but wonder how they would have reacted. They would have been proud, watching their daughter grow into adulthood. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror, noticing how I resembled her more with each passing year.