Jan 11 Zodiac Novels & Stories

"You two make quite a match. Even your zodiac signs and horoscopes are compatible. I'm sure you two will have a happy marriage." "Is that so?" Angela remarked cluelessly. She knew nothing about Julian's personal information. She only found out when he was born when she spotted the date on the form he filled in earlier, and she hadn't had time to think about which zodiac or horoscope sign he was. On the other hand, Julian knew everything there was to know about Angela. "That's right. Leo and Sagittarius do make a great match. Plus, she's an Aquarius Rising. That means we're compatible in every way," he said confidently.

For Jordan, she's getting those stone massages. "Shit, I almost forgot about it. What am I going to do?" I've been so caught up with working and looking for an apartment I forgot my own son's birthday. The following month is August, the month of the zodiac sign Leo, which I named after. Well, his full name is Lionel.

Zane asked her just to confirm what he already knows. "Erm, today is the eleventh day of the eleventh month of the year..." Shirley was saying but she was interrupted by Zane. "Do you know what that means?" Zane asked her. "No, is there something special about today?" Shirley asked, but before he could reply Liam and the others came to stand beside him. "Why didn't it occur to us?" Ace asked. "I guess this was their plan after all," Liam replied. "What are you guys talking about?" Shirley asked.

Even though I've proven time and time again, I'd be the same ol' same. ps. happy birthday to every body this year in advance. Enjoy it, or you'll regret it. January 9th · I'd like to say goodbye to universe. I've been waiting to go. January 19th · yay. back to school. January 25th · am I ok? No, hehe. lemme laugh about it. April 10th · hey who believes in zodiacs? I do. July 6th · it's cold outside I'm cold inside

I looked at him because he only called me dear girl whenever he is trying to Lessen the blow of whatever he was going to tell me so I looked at him ready to take the blow , it’s not worse than this. When he finally told me about how he has found out that Gemini is the prophesied mate for Jace and Nate, how she is the unification of mankind from being destroyed by the gods and how we only have two years of grace to live before the gods decide that we need to be used for sports and killed , and how all mankind has to work with her to make sure we don’t turn to meat for the gods.

He knew that the others were always being unfair to her, of course he never allowed anything extreme to happen to her, at least during classes. Atarah stood up slowly, there was nothing beautiful about that question anyway. Anyone of these numb skulls could easily read a book or something to get the answer. "The twelve months of a year ranging from January to December all have different affinities when the moon shines out, for example those born on the month of May are regarded as fire wolves or maybe august as lightning wolves......." That was enough, Atarah could proudly sit down and take a rest, avoid being in the spotlight but a foolish grin formed on her face and she continued.

For tonight, there’s no tension or distance it feels like we are actually friends, talking like they’ve known each other their whole lives. I ask him when his birthday is. He hesitates. “January.” I raise an eyebrow. “That’s it? No date?” He chuckles. “The eleventh.” I nod, smiling. “Capricorn. Makes sense.” “Is that good or bad?” he asks. “Depends,” I tease. “Do you like being in control all the time?” His smirk deepens. “You tell me.” The playful silence that follows makes my pulse race. I can feel the heat of his gaze even when I look away.

“When’s your birthday?” She blinked. “Why?” “Pact partners share intel,” he said. “Basic stuff.” She hesitated, then said, “July. Cancer.” “Figures,” he muttered. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Moody. Emotional. Always pretending you’re tougher than you feel.” She glared. “And you? Let me guess. Scorpio?” He smirked. “November. Nailed it.” “Explains everything,” she shot back. Their laughter bounced off the tiles, quiet but real. For the first time in weeks, it didn’t feel like the walls were closing in.

It looked awesome, better than my previous paintings. "It's cool." Janice whispered appearing next to me. "I know." I grinned at her and twirled to see hers. A circle of sun signs was made and beneath every sun sign a quality was written. I went ahead to have a better look. Aries-Vigor, Taurus-Calm, Gemini-Beautiful, Cancer-Creative, Leo-Charming, Virgo-Reserved, Libra-Precise, Scorpio-Captivating, Sagittarius-Funny, Capricorn-Friendly, Aquarius-Energetic, Pisces-Graceful. Which one are you?

“I don’t think I’m the best person for that.” Her gaze didn’t flinch. “I think you’re exactly the right person.” I didn’t respond. My hands curled tighter around the blanket as she spread color samples between us, deep navy, silver accents, hints of soft ivory. “He’s a Sagittarius,” I said before I could stop myself. She tilted her head, surprised. “Yes… December fifteenth.” I nodded, eyes tracing the navy swatch. “Restless. Impulsive. Bold. Always moving faster than everyone else.”