Hunter X Hunter Birthdays Novels & Stories

“Well, I’m guessing October and March are probably right. Because no other numbers really sound like zero or three. So, who has birthdays in October and March that would have anything at all to do with this place?” “Aaron? Your sister?” Dax offered. “I have no idea when Aaron’s birthday is,” Cassidy admitted. “And Cadence’s birthday is in September. But…” she wracked her brain trying to come up with who else might be important enough to have their birthdays be the code. “Wait a minute! This place has been here since before my dad was born.” “So?” Dax asked, looking at her in confusion. “So… it might not be Aaron’s and Cadence’s birthdays—it might be, my grandparents’ birthdays! October 29 wa

“Are you a vampire, too?” I snorted, though my lips curled in disgust. “No, I’m not. I’m a hunter, Ver. I hunt supernatural creatures, monsters, anything that goes bump in the night, to keep humans safe.” “Monsters like me, you mean,” she whispered, fixing her eyes on the muddy ground.

After years of ignoring my birthday in favor of Victoria's accomplishments, he suddenly wanted to throw me a party? "You've never cared about my birthday before," I snapped. "Why start now?" "Amber, that's not true—" "Don't lie to me!" I shouted, my wolf Cora growling within me. "Every year, you've forgotten my birthday or canceled celebrations because Victoria was upset about something trivial!" "That's an exaggeration," Harrison attempted to sound reasonable. "Your sister has always been sensitive about—" "My birth father's death anniversary," I finished for him. "I know. But that doesn't explain why you always made me feel like I didn't deserve to celebrate my own birthday."

"You said early birthday gift so when's your birthday?" "Next month 25th, yours?" "So I'm older than you" I giggled. "My birthday was on the 6th of March" "Are you always this delusional?" Kai had an amused look on his face. "You turned 18 this year and I'm turning 19 this year on the 25th of June." Kill Joy. "I don't care" I rolled my eyes. "I'm older than you"

I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice “Today was the boys’ birthday?” “Oh my God really. It completely escaped my mind” Wow. He forgot “Wish them a happy birthday on their behalf. I'll send them a gift okay?” *Jacob, whe…when is my birthday? Do you still remember?” “Uhhh..Hazel it's really foggy. Uhmm November 24th?” “Jacob?” I called him tears almost escaping from my eyes “ You forgot, it's August 2nd” Maybe I'm just bad with men in general

"The wolf moon has passed us already. If nothing has changed by the night of the Hunter's moon, both Kaden and his pack will fall." I widened my eyes. The Hunter's moon, it was also known as the dying moon, it was in October. Which was also the month of my birth, I would be turning nineteen by then. What was I supposed to do? Did I really believe that the midnight pack was under a deadly curse? What if this woman was just crazy and wanted me to risk my life just for her own benefits.

I woke up and sat on my bed as I stretched my arms widely. I smiled. Today is my 18th birthday. I wanted to celebrate this day with Alpha Henderson, and I am so excited to meet my wolf too—because during their 18th birthday, the werewolves usher in their wolves. And now that I think of it, I just remembered that today is the Annual Coming-of-Age Ceremony, where the pack celebrates the 18-year-old werewolves who are coming of age, like me. I sighed. Alpha Henderson was surely busy preparing for the annual event.

Elara’s smile faltered, but she nodded quietly. — That same morning, in another house across town, Jaxon padded into Lilith’s room. He stood by the door, his little fingers twiddling nervously. “Mama?” He whispered. Lilith, still in her robe, glanced at him with mild annoyance. “What is it, Jaxon?” He shifted on his feet. “It’s… it’s my birthday today.” His voice was small, almost apologetic. For a moment, Lilith’s eyes widened. Not because she had remembered, but because realization dawned. Elara’s birthday was today too. Two children, the same age, born on the same day. The corners of her lips curved into a smile. Perfect.

KNOX The twins turned six in late June. Not both at once — they were twins, they shared a birthday, but they understood themselves as distinct people and had insisted since age four on sequential rather than simultaneous celebrations. Hunter's was at seven in the morning because Hunter was a person who believed the day should begin correctly. Luna's was at seven in the evening because Luna was a person who believed celebrations should have appropriate ceremony and ceremony required the right quality of light.

“There is still time to solve it.” I knew he joked, so I did not bother to answer him. I received the caresses of him, feeling my body relax little by little. “In two days it’s your birthday …” “That’s how it is.” “Is there something you want?” I asked shyly. “Be with you.” That’s how simple he is. That’s how Hunter was. He did not really like gifts, so he did not allow anyone to give him anything on his birthday. “I’ll give you something this year.”