Lando Norris Birthday Novels & Stories

"Oh my God, you did not!" He chuckled, holding me close. "Oh, I did. You deserve a break, and I refuse to let you work yourself to exhaustion." I pulled back slightly, giving him a playful glare. "And when exactly were you going to tell me this?" He shrugged. "Now seemed like a good time." I shook my head, laughing. "Nathaniel, Lily’s birthday is coming up on November 29th. We were supposed to be planning everything!" He leaned against my desk, crossing his arms. "I thought about that. But we can still plan from there. You do realize I’m a billionaire, right?”

Is he a kid? The music started playing while we began eating. I don't even know where they got these tasty foods. "Oh yeah, when is your birthday?" Kyros suddenly asked me that. Why is he curious about my birthday. "Mine is November 10." He said. November 10? How come they didn't celebrate his birthday? "My birthday is on January 29! Prepare your gifts for me." Sanjo interrupted while the others started booing him. "I'm asking Lili, not you," Kyros said with a frown on his face. It doesn't matter if he knew or not right?

He sounded annoyed. “Is there something Important going on today?” I turned and asked Lisa. “None that I know of.” She shrugged and I sighed. “Cut to the chase Liam.” I told him. “You promised to accompany me to a birthday party today I told you some weeks ago.” He whined on the phone. I looked at the screen to check the date,it was indeed on the thirteenth. The birthday of his goddaughter he has been singing in my ears. “Don't tell me you are bailing on me Luna.” He stressed the word Luna.

He rattled on with a poker face. She chuckled. "Well... I don't know a lot about you, though." The food arrived, and she dug in. Enzo wasn't in a hurry to eat. He was rather elegant with his movements. Lily felt guilty about being a wolf and gobbling down the delicacy before he did. "What do you want to know?" He asked, twirling the fork around the spaghetti. "Umm... birthday?" "November 4th, 1991." "Height?" "6'4."

“Strange… he dismissed me earlier this morning. He must have gone back to bed. I was going to ask if I should resume my post outside of Cecilia’s room.” I peeked around the corner to see Landon nodding. “Yes, resume your post before he wakes. I doubt he’ll be in a good mood today. It’s best not to wake him. You know how he gets this time of year. With his birthday tomorrow, we all need to keep our distance.” His words made me pause. Leopold’s birthday was tomorrow?

She was nervous, and she couldn’t say why but it was too late to back down now. “Allez!” Jordan exclaimed as the bottle turned. The first round landed on him. “Do you have a girlfriend?” Margaret blushed as she asked. Without hesitation, Jordan drank two shots of tequila. “Booooo!!!” Noah murmured, “Shhh, it’s my turn” “When is your birthday?” Avery asked “September 31st” Jordan replied. “That’s in eight days! We should definitely do something!” “No, no. I’m okay, I promise. Birthday parties aren’t usually my thing.”

“A little to the left.” “Here?” “No, that’s too far to the left... hmm... you know what... I don’t like it there.” Jess sighed. “Seriously?” Greg growled from the top of the ladder, trying to tie up the finishing touches on the surprise party we are throwing Liza. Poor Tim, he came by yesterday... a day early. Liza was born on leap day, February 29th but her parents always celebrated on the 28th. Too bad the Moon Goddess doesn’t accept early birthdays so here we are on March 1st... Penny is keeping her super busy today along with Nick, she was among the guards taking them to the nearby museum.

After precisely two months of reconciling with Noah , I made the decision to organize a surprise birthday celebration for him. With his 33rd birthday approaching, my aim was to create an intimate and elegant party to honor him. To bring this event to life, I sought the assistance of his closest friends, Fredrick and Jamiu, as well as his parents. They were all eager to contribute and help organize the occasion. Today, his family will be traveling from Spain to Seattle to attend the party, which will take place at the lavish residence of their family friend, Mr. Matthew Dawnson, a billionaire tycoon.

She had promised to cook for Nestor, but hadn't agreed to dine with him. Nestor's hand paused. An indescribable loneliness quietly enveloped him. Seeing his forlorn figure, Selina's heart softened. "It's my birthday today," Nestor suddenly said, his voice barely audible. Selina was surprised: "Isn't your birthday in October?" His birthday had always been etched in her mind. "My real birthday," Nestor explained. "October is when I was brought to the Wilsons." Seeing Selina's conflicted expression, Nestor calmly added: "This is the first time I'm celebrating my actual birthday."

“I’m Lydia Norris, and these are my siblings, Martin and Mary.” Martin gave a small nod of acknowledgment, while Mary smiled. Kamala took a seat and set her recorder on the coffee table. She clicked it on and said, “Mrs. Norris, could you tell me what happened here last night?” Mrs. Norris clasped her hands in her lap and sighed heavily. “It was such a calm evening,” she began, her voice trembling slightly. “We were preparing for my sister Mary’s grandson’s birthday party. It was supposed to be today, but everything was ruined because of the shooting.”