Paper Crown For Birthday Novels & Stories

Neil, as promised, was waiting for me near the dining hall entrance with something in his hands and a grin on his face. "What is that?" “Fun." Neil lifted the glittering, rhinestone-studded sash around my shoulders like it was sacred tradition. It read in massive, sparkly letters: “BIRTHDAY KING.” He grinned as he reached into his coat pocket. “Don’t worry, I got the matching crown.” “No—” The plastic crown was already on my head. I stared at him, deadpan. “You are an actual menace.” “Maybe,” he said, snapping a photo of me before I could stop him. “But I’m a festive menace.”

"Happy Birthday!" Gabrielle, Levi, Eduardo, the girls, Paul, Wayne, and Kane were wearing birthday caps as they greeted me with warm smiles. Gabrielle blew a trumpet toy while the girls scattered confetti in the air. Levi and Eduardo were holding a banner with 'Happy Birthday Stella' on it. While Paul and Wayne were holding pom poms and tambourines. At the center, Kane was holding a cake with '19' on it. I stared at them flabbergasted.

The residence is ivory-hued, featuring a neat and refined veranda adorned with vibrant, uncommon flora, extending into the spacious garden where the birthday celebration is taking place. There is a long table near the pool that is surrounded by countless people. Some of them are partners and associates from our firm. They are all over the occasion, not missing a chance to kiss Krew’s ass. The man himself, the rogue bastard — whom I often bloodied my knuckles fighting when we were in high school — steps out of the house, wheeling a huge pink cake that is almost taller than he is, and when he starts singing Happy Birthday, everyone else joins in.

The exquisite crown she wore made her look as regal as a princess. “Thank you for the birthday party you prepared for me, Xander. But I do find it regretful that Susan isn’t here today. “As for my birthday wish, I hope that you will always be happy. I hope that Susan will treat you better and stop bullying you!” The birthday poppers were pulled apart, and confetti fell down on Grace’s hair. Xander dotingly patted her head and removed the confetti for her as he asked, “Why aren’t you making a wish for yourself?”

There were white linen tables flanked around the sides, occupied with men dressed in crisp tailored suits and women in designer dresses. Wedged on the other side of the ballroom, a long table with white and blue intricately designed linen holds about fifty to a hundred birthday cakes and pastries of unique designs. The number twenty-three was the only thing they had in common. Each one outshines what’s next to it, aiming to impress the birthday celebrant. Overhead the table was Roman’s name with the words happy birthday and welcome home arched above it in the same theme of blue, silver, and gold.

Hehe. "Wow! I never saw a card like this. You're truly rich, Agape!" Astonished, they took my card from me and scanned it. It was made in pure gold, silver and platinum. It has 'Royalty Card' words engraved to it using melted diamond. On the top right, it has a symbol of a crown. Mine's a tiara since I'm a Princess yet. And yes, the symbol depends on the royal's position in their household. I saw father's Royal Card before. His symbol was a King's crown since he was a King.

Anton's toast is short and to the point. ________ To my daughter - thunders in a strong, serious and firm voice. - The future chosen one for the Diamond Crown! Her eyes sweep the hall daring anyone to oppose him. Some look uncomfortable, irritated even, but raise their glasses like the others to salute her. _________ Good luck to her! The project to help our country with the economy was the best in years! - Comments my father raising the cup - We are still waiting for the other competitors, however, I believe we have a winner here in this phase!

Kylie says with a smirk. With her cheeks burning, Camilla replies in a singsong manner, "I am eighteen years today." "A new adult!" someone in the crowd yells excitedly. They all sing again and come to hug her and wish her a happy birthday individually. "Time to cut the cake!" Mrs. Bradford yells after some time. With the help of her husband, she brings a three-tier cake to the center table. The twins drag their friend to the cake. While cutting it, she is momentarily lost in the beauty of it. It is the typical cake she had always wanted for her eighteenth birthday: the rims are purple while the cake itself is white. There are little red flowers molded with fondant around the second tier.

He was one of the councilmen. I barely heard the rest of their conversation as I glanced at the enormous banner hanging above the entrance. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LORD ALARIC! My eyes widened. Goodness! I was in trouble. I never knew we were attending a birthday ceremony. “What do I do?” I fidgeted, biting my lower lip as I stared at the folded paper in my hand. “Crown Princess,” Cassian called, pulling me out of my thoughts. “Yes… Your Highness.

The whole mansion was decorated with my favorite flower, carnations. It seems like the theme of this party is white and golden. Because everything is decorated in white and golden. And it looks amazing. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY ATHENA " Evelyn wishes me and gave a tight hug. I knew she will never forget my birthday. It seems like my family was preparing a Suprise birthday party for me. I will never forget my 25th Birthday. It's a Suprise to remember.