Most Uncommon Birthday Novels & Stories

"No. I'm just trying to think of some numbers for the lottery. I always play family birthdays, but they've never won me more than a few bucks. Since it's a record jackpot this week, I thought I'd try using other people's birthdays for a change to see if they'd be any luckier." He shrugged. "Okay, then mine's on the 17th." As I was adding his date to my lucky numbers on my phone, he asked, "So, when's your birthday?" I wrinkled my nose, thinking back to all the birthdays I'd missed out on, since mine was never much of a celebration. "I was born on Christmas Day." "Aw, that had to suck when you were a kid." "Tell me about it," I agreed, quietly laughing. "My mom always made sure there was a bi

"Today is Mr. Saxena's birthday." "What!!! B-but he didn't tell me." I smack my head. Ugh!!! I had asked him a few times when his birthday was, but he would never say. And now this! Today is his birthday and I am the only person who does not know about it. But...why didn't he tell me? Was I that unimportant to not know about this? "Ah, it is quite typical of him. He does not let anybody in about his private life. Especially his birthday. His family members are the only people who know it. And I came to know about it from the records."

The west was still unknown territory, but nothing serious had happened to this da The class ended after a couple of hours, Will waited until the room was cleared before getting out of his hiding spot. He knew the evening mass was approaching, so he had to hurry into his 'home' again. It was never packed on weekdays since most people were out working, but there was a small group of housewives and young women who would attend. The only men who attended were elders who couldn't spend all day working due to their health. Mass itself wasn't as preachy as Will had first thought when he listened in. Sister Lina would share some relatable story from a book that had some kind of moral, and then she w

My father giving me a kiss on the head and my sister giving me a hug we headed towards the big table. Me and Ruby were sung happy birthday and handed gifts by the entire pack. Even Colette had given me a beautiful Ruby pendant with a gold chain. We had all had a slice of cake. My mother had made four extra's. Everyone loves when its some ones birthday because they get cake. We had cake for Luke's birthday too. Surprisingly a birthday in our pack doesn't happen very often. Most of the time pack members are born on the same day. For some reason Grayson wasnt anywear to be found. I didnt think he would miss my birthday but he probably had some Delta things to do.

“13th July.” “13th July?” I echoed. I knew him then, didn’t I? I blinked in surprise. “Was it during the first trip?” He nodded wordlessly. My eyes widened. “What? You didn’t celebrate it? Why?” “I don’t care for birthdays.” “What about the people around you? They didn’t celebrate you?” “I doubt anyone remembers my birthday. I would’ve forgotten as well if my little brother didn’t give me a call.” “That’s sad. You should have told me. I would have celebrated with you.”

“I’m not sure. It might be because we’re your mates, or maybe it’s because of your age. There are some supernaturals that don’t fully come into their powers until they reach a certain age.” “Ah,” she drawls. “And I’ll be eighteen in February.” I’ll have to remember that. February is still five months away. “When is everybody’s birthdays?” she asks. “I feel like I barely even know all of you. I don’t even know all of your last names. I mean, I know Forrest’s last name is Romano and your last name is Wolfe.” “Phoenix’s last name is Felix and Puma’s is Belmont.” I pause as I think over when everybody was born. “All of us are eighteen already. My nineteenth birthday is March 27.

I reach for my phone to check the actual date when Nate precedes me, saying, “It’s the 24th of January. We should celebrate.” I take a deep breath. The 24th of January. I repeat it in my head again and again—my birth date. I never could’ve guessed. And I’ve been guessing all my life. “I don’t know. This feels weird,” I answer, brows still creased in confusion. I always knew that my birthday was almost certainly not in November, but it was nice that we chose the first snow day. “Well, I already told Jenny and Eleanor. Your friends are coming to your place after work,” he replies, face scrunching up.

I blurt, stepping back from her slightly manic expression. “Happy birthday,” she says, loud enough that half the corridor looks over. “What are you talking about?” I ask, genuinely blank. Sienna blinks like I’ve insulted her ancestors. “Oh my god, Zahra. Today’s April 16th. It’s your birthday.” “Oh. Right.” I manage a smile. Birthdays aren’t exactly a thing at my house. Sienna and Abby are the only ones who ever acknowledge it. She starts singing, “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you,” and I clamp my hand over her mouth.

Chapter 6- Gifted Elise spent her time learning at the orphanage. She experiences more birthdays than she thought but can't remember her birthday in this body so she just invented a birthday date and having an unknown birthday is common to an orphan child. They can't remember or simply because no one knows when. Elise didn't want to celebrate her true birthday that's why she just invented a new birthday that isn't winter. On the other hand Alicia's birthday is in winter that's why they are in need to prepare for the celebration.

which my parents know as the basement. To me….. there's no difference between a dungeon and the basement where I do sleep in. Currently. I'm twenty-four years old, and very soon I'll be celebrating my birthday at twenty-five. The day I was born, is still the same day that my two younger ones were born. We all share the same birth month, which is amazing….. but I kinda hate my birthday month because I stopped celebrating my birthday for a long time now. When my Mama gave birth to my two younger ones….. she automatically forbids me from celebrating my birthday.