Most Rare Birthday Novels & Stories

Welcome to earth " My birthday and our relationship. What does that have to do with anything? We've only been together 3 months. My birthday doesn't fall on the 3 month anniversary of our first date. Nothing significant happened for my birth day to be an anniversary. it's my 21st and that's already special because....... OH SHIT!"

I was buying a few more party items as the sun began to set on the horizon, painting the sky with shades of orange and red. The city of Seattle was getting ready for the haunted night, but for me, the priority was making my children's birthday as magical as possible. They deserved it. As I scoured the stores for the missing items, I couldn't help but smile, imagining how excited my kids would be about the party. They were my world, my reason for living since the day they were born six years ago. Leaving another store with bags filled with decorations and treats, I realized that night had fallen, and the moon was rising in the sky, full and bright. I remembered reading somewhere that, on that

She remained silent, her eyes fixed greedily on the cards on the table. Then she picked one up, caressed it, and asked me what the PIN was. I stared at her face, watching it flush with excitement. "My birthday," I said coldly. She looked at me and then muttered, "Zero-one-zero-four," repeatedly, oblivious to my lowered gaze. "Mommy, my birthday has never been January 4th. "My shoe size is six. I don't like spicy food. I'm allergic to milk, which makes me break out in hives. And January 4th isn't my birthday.

"Today is his birthday without having a birthday party?" "How do you know?" "I'm sorry. Yesterday I overheard you and Lily talking to each other." The nanny is not angry, her face is slightly sad: "He doesn't like to celebrate birthdays." She asked curiously: "Why don't you like it?" The nanny sighed sadly: "Because his parents and sister died on his birthday. So from then on, he no longer celebrates birthdays."

I’ve never felt in love like this. I declared you Samuel Harris as my one and only man! December 15 was my and Samuel’s birthday. Yes, we had the same birthday date. A few days ago, Alex, Leo, and Mia have planned a surprise party for Samuel. Based on the information I got from Alex, since childhood, Samuel rarely celebrated birthdays, to be exact, since his mother died. Something similar was not much different from me. I stopped celebrating my birthday when I turned sixteen and two years later; they sold me to a brothel.

"There's a blood moon that's supposed to appear on your birthday." I froze at his words. "Is that supposed to be a good thing?" "Yes, Shana," James deadpanned. "That's a great thing! In our ancient history, blood moods on a birthday signified new beginnings or new discoveries." "Aren't blood moons rare?" "Very rare, and that's why this is something to celebrate even more." James winked. I felt grateful for his words of encouragement, even though I hadn't told him the truth about why I was really sad.

He couldn't just go make a wish on a shooting star, right? A shooting star was definitely harder to find than a birthday cake. "Come on." Zain held Janine down and lit the candle. The flickering flame reflected in Caleb's dark eyes. He didn't move at all. Neither he nor Whitney had ever celebrated each other's birthdays. Whitney didn't like him, so naturally wouldn't remember. As for her birthday—no one knew the exact date. She didn't know when she was born. She always celebrated it on the same day as her quadruplet brothers' birthday.

Is no one looking for me anymore? Another week passed and there's nothing unusual. My birthday is right around the corner. I have just one week left for my birthday. The excitement is killing me. I heard they are making great preparations for the birthday. They are keeping it a surprise. I hope they know they can't hold a grand party for me, I can't be killed before my birthday finishes. My birthday also happens to be on the day of a full moon. Which means they will be very powerful on days like that. I can't wait!

Today is my nineteenth birthday that's why my friends from college and foster home are calling me to wish me. My birth date is not confirmed because there was no one to tell my exact date of birth. I was found in an apartment all alone. However, the orphanage said I was just two weeks old, but still they put that date as my birthday in my birth certificate the day when I was brought to orphanage. It's a problem that faced by many orphans like me. I'm not the only one. My birthday comes in the beginning of December. Ryan and Carol also call me to wish me. I don't know if Hobsons know about my birthday or not. But Melanie knows. She is right now in my room with a small vanilla cake she tried t

When we reached her, she turned to Lexi, held both of her forearms and stared adoringly into the eyes of her niece. "Lexi, darling. A young vampire's one hundredth birthday is the second most important day in their life. The first being finding their soulmate. You've been told this before but I'll say this again because I am so excited. A vampire's one hundredth birthday is celebrated so much because, because of the fact that we live forever, time is almost inconsequential to us. As such, we need a day to just celebrate our existence. And what better day than the day the rest of these oldies stop considering you as child?"