Most Rare Birthday Novels & Stories

He opened one and flipped through the pages until he found what he was looking for and slid it over to Matt who was standing just opposite his father. “Whats this?” Matt asked, frowning in confusion when he took a look at the upside down pictures in the story book. “Its a legend, a very old one, not even I knew of it until now,” James said, running his finger over the page and tracing the lines of the paragraph. “What does it say?” Matt asked, getting slightly impatient, Zane howling in his head from the anticipation. “It says, every two hundred years a child will be born with a gift of the gods and a curse from the moon,” He read frowning at his words.

Roman’s POV Birthdays had never meant much to me. For most of my life, they had been just another day on the calendar, something people mentioned briefly before moving on with their lives. No one had ever really gone out of their way to celebrate me like that. My family back home barely even sent a text, and friends? They forgot half the time. But Serena took it upon herself to make this one special, and somehow she turned it into something I don’t think I will ever forget.

“It’s your birthday?” Her brows drew together with suspicion. “Yeah. Why?” I grinned. “It’s mine too.” Her lips parted slightly. “Seriously?” " I am dead serious.” I pulled out my phone and showed her the date on the lock screen. “See?” She blinked. “Wow. That’s… actually really weird, what are the odds.” “I know, right?” I laughed lightly. “Birthday twins. Clearly fate.” "How many more years do you have before you get to the dreaded 30?"

The thought struck so hard I physically flinched. And standing alone in a penthouse that offered zero warmth or comfort, I realized something terrifying. For the first time since falling in love with Nashian Blackthorpe...I knew him as little as he knew me. He doesn’t even know it’s was my birthday on Saturday. February 29th. A date that only exists every four years. I’d mentioned it once, months ago, laughing about Livvy and her family wanting to throw me a party. He’d continued typing on his phone and changed the subject.

Each tap echoed loudly in my ears, even though the room itself was quiet. I waited. I waited for that familiar little tick, then the soft click, then the green light that would tell me I was in. Instead, a small sharp buzzer sounded, followed immediately by a red light flashing back at me. Wrong. My heart dropped. “Wrong again?” I whispered, more shocked than angry this time. I stared at the safe like it had personally betrayed me. If anyone had anything to do with locks or passwords, the average person always uses birthdays. It’s the most common thing in the world. Birthdays are easy to remember, impossible to forget even if you tried. That’s why almost fifty percent of people use them.

I didn't. "For what it's worth," he said, quiet, close now, "I don't think this happens twice. Whatever this actually is between us — I've been trying to find the right words for it for months, and I keep landing on the same thing. Once in a lifetime. That's what this is. That's what you are." I felt the words land somewhere I hadn't fully guarded in a long time. "Once in a lifetime," I repeated, testing the shape of it, finding that it fit exactly as well as he'd made it sound. "Yeah. I think that's right."

“People need cakes on their birthdays. It’s like an unwritten rule.” “I see,” he replied, simply. That only made me frown more. I studied his face, trying to understand why he was acting as though this concept was foreign to him. Like he’d never had a birthday cake before, or worse, like birthdays meant nothing to him at all. He hadn’t even told me today was his birthday. I only found out because Alec had called me earlier, casually mentioning it like it wasn’t a big deal. I had been shocked. Hades Sinclair had a birthday. The thought itself felt strange.

“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.

His voice was low, powerful, and confused. He remembered that Hayden's birthday was on the 13th of April, not today. Avery's blood ran cold at that very instant. She had not wanted to celebrate their birthday because she feared that he would get suspicious. Yet, he had still caught them celebrating in secret. Elliot studied the panicked and anxious expression on Avery's face thoughtfully. "So Hayden's birthday isn't on the 13th of April, but today? And so is Layla's birthday? Do these two kids share the same birthday? Could it be—"

Although once they got hot dogs that a nice stall owner gave Sussy on her birthday, just months before Patt died, and Ayla found her way to Cloud City. Instructors at Blue Castle discouraged new people from celebrating birthdays, too. It was an unnecessary bond to their lives before arriving there, something they would be better cutting off. After decades, all guardians eventually forgot about it. Estée still remembered, and sometimes they would have cake or a nice meal in their room and celebrate in secret. However, the first time they would actually celebrate outside of the Castle, the thing with the memory-sucking demon happened. So birthdays were a rare thing, and Ayla had been surprised