Paper Crown For Birthday Novels & Stories

Everyone says happy birthday to me as we eat our breakfast. The party is bigger than I wanted as it feels like the whole pack is present but my parents are the Alpha and Luna so I know it’s a big deal to have a party. I am sure my parents have told everyone to not make a big deal about my birthday as I don’t get crowded by pack members. There are two gift tables that fill up fast. One for me and one for Aiden. “How about a little birthday sparring match,” says uncle Mark. “I would love that,” I challenge back.

I nodded, mouth slightly agape. “Could we… possibly make it a birthday party of sorts for myself and Aranelda? I mean, I didn’t really have a birthday party and neither did he. I don’t feel it's right for the coronation to be all about me, either. He’s being crowned too, right?” Belle gently patted my hand.

Alpha and Luna by their side, and the house filled with positive vibes, and laughter echoed through the house. I was wearing a flowing maxi dress that mom had picked for me, especially for today. I can't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. I adjust the princess crown on my head, lovingly crafted by my mother's skilled hands, and take a deep breath. This day is meant to be unforgettable, and I want every detail to be perfect. The room is adorned with colourful balloons, creating an atmosphere of celebration. At the centre of the table sits a magnificent birthday cake, its candles flickering in eager anticipation. My mother attends to the final touches, ensuring that ev

as she called it, and carried a handmade card covered in glitter and stickers. "Almost done, my love," Kimberly laughed, setting down the piping bag. She opened her arms and Keira rushed in for a hug, careful not to press too hard against her mother's bump. "We still have to add the gold stars on top. Want to help?" Keira nodded vigorously. "Yes! And Daddy said I can put the big number eight candle because I'm the birthday girl and I'm basically a grown-up now." From the doorway, Bryce watched them with a soft, possessive smile that hadn't faded in three years of marriage.

"You're yet to tell me what you've gotten Jace for his twenty-seventh birthday?" I took a sit at the table, the smile not leaving my face, "I can't risk words flying. How about everyone find out at the same time?" "I'm dying to know, but I'm a hundred percent certain it's something that pathetic runt can't beat. "I'm not going to be surprised if she gets him something from the dollar store." We just broke forth in laughter as the chef served us breakfast with skilled hands. "Today is going to make it clear to Jace who's best to wear his Luna crown. And I have a little surprise for our dearest Carly."

At the far end of the dining, just over the fire place are colourful paper cut letters with ‘Happy eighteenth birthday Coral’ hanging from a connecting hanging rope that ran the long ends of the room. A wide smile pulls my lips apart till my sets were showing and my best friend rushes to place a crown of white lilies on my head. “Look who finally turned eighteen!” She hoots, giggling as she hugs me. “Happy birthday, Coco.” “Thank you, Kiara.” I respond right before she pulls away and starts to drag me towards the table where the cake is laid out with several other items. “Happy birthday pearl.” I hear my father's deep voice. His hunky form towers over everyone in this room and I smile up at

She opened the bag containing the candle and said with a smile, "Brother Jacob, take out the cake yourself. There are words on it." Jacob pulled out the cake and read, "Happy birthday to Jacob, who is 26 years old." Ashley winked, "I specially asked the clerk for an extra pack of candles." "Oh, right." Ashley picked up another plastic bag. "There is a birthday hat. Put it on." Jacob said with a laugh, "What?" Ashley looked at it and put it on his head, "This is shaped like a crown. You will be a queen today." "Hmm?"

"How are you, Luca?" "I'm fine, Marg. Thank you. How are you and the family?" "Oh, we're well. Thank you so much for asking." She smiled at me and picked up a couple of menus, then led us to the back room. There was an uproar of greetings as we entered the space, and I immediately spotted the birthday boy sitting at the head of a long table with a cigar in his mouth and a crown on his head. And not like a paper crown that you buy at a party store, but one that appeared to be pure gold with different colored stones at the tip of each peak.

He was declaring himself single using human custom. The straw ring that symbolized our mate bond had become a sign he showed the world to claim he was unattached. What an irony. On Toby's sixth birthday, Evan was having a candlelit dinner at a fancy restaurant with his childhood sweetheart. All the bitterness inside me settled into a quiet, dead calm. I liked the post and exited the app. Then, I turned back to Toby and placed the simple cardboard birthday hat on his head. "Happy birthday, Toby," I said. I decided to weave him a proper birthday crown next year.

There will be a lot of cooking to do for her birthday since the whole pack will be invited to her birthday party. The whole house and backyard will be decorated in Royal purple and emerald green decorations. I will set up a table in the backyard for presents for her and make sure that everything is set up just perfect for her because she would do the same for me. We will have picnic tables set up and the normal dinner tables set up inside the house. I have to make sure I go shopping for her birthday party stuff sometime this week to make sure I have everything I need for it. I even need to make sure I get her a tiara to wear since it is her eighteen birthday.