Most Rare Birthday Novels & Stories

I said to her but i find her looking at me weirdly. "Naomi!! Did you hear me" I shake her a little and she shake her head as if coming out of a trance.. "Yeah, Thanks" She smiled.. "Hey are you okay? " I asked, something is not right I can feel it.. "Yeah I am fine, it's just.. It's just I really don't like my birthdays" She said... "Why?? " I asked curious "Nothing good happens on my birthday, and also people don't remember my birthday except my few people obviously.. My parents don't really celebrate it.. Although my mum bakes cheese cake on this day" She smiled sadly..

Monday, May, 04, 2020 Maan cheerfully woke up that day. Why not? Today is her twenty sixth birthday. Today is different because it will be the first time that she will celebrate her birthday without her family. Instead, it will be her first birthday celebration with Gil. She left him still sleeping and she doesn’t know if he’s aware that today is her birthday. Monday is usually the busiest day of the week but she plans to cook a special dish for a special day. She will just ask John and Angel to accompany her to go to the market later.

I still remembered the year Carly was first brought home. Her past was so tragic that our entire family treated her like something precious. I was only six years old at the time. Dad told me, "She's your younger sister now. Protect her as you would protect your own eyes." I nodded firmly, making sure to engrave those words into my heart, one by one. Carly had been rescued from the ruins. Dad and Jacob had brought her back during one of their missions. She was the only survivor of a dying litter of rogue pups. Everyone called her resilient, saying she was a divine blessing—a pup favored by the Moon Goddess. I believed it, too.

I say, “You don’t have any of those.” She nods, “I was born during a leap year on February 29th… any fairy that is born then have a different color for their wings and normally have 2 or more seasonal abilities meanwhile everyone else is restricted on what they can do based on when they were born. Currently, there’s only 3 of us left that have unique wings. Because of these we are all watched over very carefully. It would be horrible if something happened to one of us and those darn supernatural hunters seem to be popping up more and more.”

She was right; fate had synchronized our creation perfectly. My birthday was never something I looked forward to. What's the point when we're immortals? It's not like missing one means missing a year of us. I wouldn't bother remembering the dates, but this time is special. I mean, it's also my Astrid's birthday, and I need to make it special. Hell, I had no idea; otherwise, I would have made some sort of plan, especially since it was her first birthday with me. "How did you know?" I asked Astrid.

She reminded us. "It's my birthday?" Kayden was confused, he brought out his phone and checked the calendar. "Oh! yes, it is" he scratched the back of his neck. Kayden rarely celebrates his birthday, ever since he became an orphan he didn't care about birthdays just like me, I hated my birthday. Bianca and I eyes met and we burst out in laughter. We didn't speak with our mouths but our eyes did the talking. We had been suspecting that Melinda liked Kayden and this just proved everything.

Two and Three. Twenty three. My age. Today was my birthday. I forgot, I completely forgot. All this time, no one had ever celebrated my birthday. My aunt? She never remembered. Elena? She was busy with herself. My uncle? He was busy with his debts and his gambling. I had never celebrated my birthday since my parents died. I was shocked, and my eyes stared at that cake. The number twenty three stood tall on top of the white cream. "Lulu." I was startled. "What?"

So she went to the girl and again, they played Cinderella. “The shoe fits!” Araceli cried dramatically. Gianna, putting on her best prince voice, declared, “I knew you were the one for me!” They collapsed into a hug. “The end,” Araceli grinned. “It really is the best fairytale,” Gianna sighed. “Told ya.” Gianna went quiet. “I always wanted a Cinderella birthday party. Before my parents died. But I never got one. I don’t get birthdays anymore.” Araceli’s heart broke for the poor girl all over again. “I never got birthday parties either,” she admitted softly. “Father Ambrose always said my birthday was a day to thank God. Not to celebrate.”

Slowly opened the iron gate with large metal letters written Rancho Rivera. That's why then Daddy's car stopped, I immediately got out and ran inside the mansion to hug Grandnny and Grandpa, but I was surprised when there were so many pink decorations for the birthday party. 'Whose birthday is it today?' I asked myself. I am nine years old and as far as I remember my birthday was September thirteenth and its April thirteenth now. I'm the only one they're preparing for a birthday party like this. Because Mommy said they can't have a party like this because Papa and Grandnny and Grandpa are big girls and boys.

When do you want our anniversary be? ⚪ March 12 for my birthday ⚪ November 11 for your birthday ⚪ June 19 for Dr.'s birthday. Jose Rizal (because that's my idol, he has side bangs) ⚪ Dec 25 for lots of foods 4. When do you want to get married? ⚪ When you are 25 ⚪ When I'm 25 (4 years to go) ⚪ When your daddy is 70 ⚪ When you come home here hehe