Jace Norman Birthday Novels & Stories

Well you already should forgive my manners, My name is Jace Robert the one and only Diss lord of Crimson City, Well am nineteen when it comes to my age and to be frankly speaking, Am a damn boring dude in everything I do. " Jace... Get your lazy ass down here this instance " Mrs Montero demanded while cooking for breakfast, I forgot to mention that I am not living alone, The Montero's says that my parent died in a car accident and that's when they took me in but anyways I don't care, Living with the Montero's is what I call Fun.

It was an automatic reminder app on the phone. Her birthday it turned out that today was her birthday. Lalisa's dull eyes looked at the fireworks on the phone screen, contrasting the loneliness she felt at this moment with the loneliness outside. Ever since Jayce Sherwood regained his vision after losing his memories, she had forgotten about her birthday. Jayce Sherwood was born after her, and in the past, he liked to celebrate his birthday early with her. He gave her all the gifts he received from the Mo family. The rooftop at home used to be the place where they celebrated birthdays.

“Of course. Honestly, I’d even be willing now, but with your treatment I’d worry you’d end up having to take care of me instead. So better to wait a few years. I’m still young anyway.” Hearing her speak with such certainty about their future filled Louis with even more determination to beat the illness. He nodded. “Alright, I’ll do my best to give you that.” “Not your best—you must,” Adora corrected firmly. When they reached the Walker estate, Jace came running out before they even got out of the car. He had just turned ten, tall for his age, tanned from his love of sports, and full of sunshine. Spotting his uncle and aunt, he greeted them warmly. “Uncle, Aunt!”

His face then softened and he said, "I'm proud of you, Maxxie. And hey, wish Jace a happy birthday for me, 'kay?" I nodded. I watched as he stood up and trailed out of the kitchen. He did that a lot. >>><<< The next day, Jace's birthday, was a Saturday. I waited around all day, giddy with excitement, for five o'clock to hit the clock. "Darius and Lola will be working late then," he had said. So now I was walking in the snow, a delicate box wrapped in purple paper and a bow cradled against my chest.

His dirty blonde hair, his blue eyes glint mischievously under the dim light, he grins like he’s entertained. ‘Why does he look familiar?’ “Relax,” he drawls. “We just came to say hi, no need to be so rude.” Brandon’s jaw clenches and he steps even forward, Isaac and a bunch of guys moves forward too. Dirty blonde chuckles, he radiates so much happiness for someone he looks like he just stepped into the lion’s den. “Who is he?” I whisper-ask Yara, trying not to draw attention to myself. She sighs. “Jace Norman, captain of the silverwolves, from silver high and damn psychopaths.”

“It’s my honor! I am very fortunate to be blessed by your magical elixir, I hope that I can repay your favor by doing all that I can to assist you!” Then, Lord Moore quickly added, “Oh yes, by the way, the password for this card is Jasmine’s birthday, 5951201.” Charlie glanced curiously at Jasmine. “Oh? Your birthday is on December 1st?” Jasmine bowed lightly and replied, “Yes, Master Wade, my birthday is on December 1st.” “Your birthday is less than a month away, then.” “Yes.” Jasmine nodded nervously, then asked in a tentative tone, “Master Wade, I may hold a simple birthday dinner on my birthday, I wonder if you are available to attend?”

"Let’s bake a cake." I blinked. "What?" "For Jace," she explained. "His birthday is today, but he’s trying to be all discreet about it." I frowned. "Wow I didn’t know today was his birthday.” Anna nodded. "Like I said he’s being discreet.” “How did you find out about his birthday?” “He kind of told me about it some months ago, anyways since he’s pretending it’s not a big deal, I figured we’d surprise him with a cake." I hesitated. "I don’t know… what if he doesn’t want to celebrate—"

I reach for my phone to check the actual date when Nate precedes me, saying, “It’s the 24th of January. We should celebrate.” I take a deep breath. The 24th of January. I repeat it in my head again and again—my birth date. I never could’ve guessed. And I’ve been guessing all my life. “I don’t know. This feels weird,” I answer, brows still creased in confusion. I always knew that my birthday was almost certainly not in November, but it was nice that we chose the first snow day. “Well, I already told Jenny and Eleanor. Your friends are coming to your place after work,” he replies, face scrunching up.

Eliana said to Jace. The last time she had a proper birthday was when her father was still alive. He never forgets her birthday and always made sure to be the first to wish her a happy birthday early in the morning. He will bring her the chocolate she loves the most, 'Toblerone' that same morning, before she goes to school. That is, if her birthday falls on a weekday that year. "You can. It's easy." Jace said with a smirk. Knowing what Jace was referring to, Eliana laughed. She knows he was holding back and didn't want to go into details because of the little girl that is present.

He didn't want to leave her side one bit but he also didn't trust Jace much with the car, despite him driving us to the packhouse last time. Valerie ended up skipping school because she said she lacked the energy to go. I hope I also had that kind of confidence when missing school. When we arrive at the school grounds, Jace turns to me with a Cheshire grin on his face. "I didn't get to greet you earlier because we were running a bit late from the schedule, but... Happy Birthday, Nik!" He hands out a small box that was carefully wrapped with a blue ribbon tied around it. I grab the small box from his hands and shake it. The box is light, so I can rule out coins and rocks. Is this perhaps cash