Percy Jackson Birthday Novels & Stories

“Someone’s grumpy.” “I’m frustrated,” Trixie fires back. “And before you ask—no, it’s not that time of the month. It’s the ‘I-just-want-to-find-my-mate-before-I-burst’ time.” Parker gives her a sideways glance. “That a medical diagnosis now?” Trixie glares at him. “Don’t tease me, Parker. I’m serious.” She pushes up from her chair with a huff. “My birthday is in two weeks —August 21. I’m throwing a party. I expect presents. Sparkly ones. And maybe—maybe—if the Moon Goddess doesn’t hate me, I’ll find my mate.”

My colleagues at work were all here, including Adam's. "We're here to celebrate your pre-birthday because some of us won't be around for your birthday due to the holidays" Martha the cook at Burger Zone piped up. Our birthday is on December 27th and this year's pre-birthday is just a day before because our birthday falls on a Saturday this year. "How did you guys get in here anyways?" I asked again. I felt like my face was going to split in two from how hard I was grinning. Everyone pointed at Tyler. I turned to the culprit beside me questioningly.

I whispered, cutting the plaster and placing it on his elbow. I sat Jaxon on my lap as he played with the strings of my hoodie. "All better" Jaxon smiled with tears still rolling down his cheeks. I grinned, wiping the tears with my thumb. I kissed his forehead. "Tomorrow you turn 4!" I shouted excitedly. He let out a giggle as I stood up, lifting him in the air. "4!" He repeated, holding up his fingers. I decided to make his birthday one day after his mother's death date so that he could have the day all to himself.

I need her to know that she is my everything. “You’re quiet.” Percy complained, having yapped away for the last 30 minutes without me hearing a word he said. I shrugged at him, not saying anything. “Are you going home for the last day of the moon festival? I think I'm going to see if I can’t sniff out my mate. It’s been a few months since my birthday and she’s obviously not at this school.” Percy shook his head in disappointment. He’s the oldest of us younger kids, born in May. “So you’re going to take part in the hunt?” I arched a brow at him, wondering how Percy does with the ladies.

"The day looks inviting and I am sure that I will be able to have a little tea party with the wild horses and maybe see if our cute little Circe has had her pups. I bet you would have loved a walk outside, after staying inside for so long." Still no reply. Persephone let her smile linger, setting the cloth back. "It's my eighteenth birthday, by the way, and... Well, of course, Cleon always celebrates it but it is never the same without you." Nothing. "Oh." She added this with a glad feeling in her heart. "And my godfather would be here, I imagine he is in my room right now, with my gift, as usual, being predictable."

The cake had uneven edges, and a slightly lopsided frosting. My breath caught. “I… it’s not much,” he said, suddenly awkward. “Given the circumstances.” I stared at it. Then blinked. “Percy… why?” “Because,” he said simply, “it’s your birthday.” I froze. My birthday. The realization hit like a wave. The date. The number. The day that I hadn’t remembered at all because the world had been ending. “I forgot,” I admitted softly. “I know,” he said. “That’s why I remembered.”

We walked outside and I locked the door, my bodyguard got into his car and followed behind us. * * * * * * "Why are we going to mall, again?" Micah asked, when we pulled up to the large shopping centre. "Demetrius' birthday is in May and I want to get him something" I pointed out Mikey. About a month ago Demetrius and I had stayed up all night, getting to know each other more. I found all that his birthday was May 4th, he's allergic to pineapples, his favorite was red, I found out his middle name, and lots more.

"You two make a fool of yourself, then I will answer." "It's September 22nd." "Is it?" Dante questioned, his dark eyes on me. I shook my head, only to gasp, when Allister grabbed the back of my nape and said, "Don’t lie, princess, that's not a good habit." A bunch of keys came flying at me, I thought it'd hit me in the face. I closed my eyes, expecting pain. But it went flying past me and hit Allister’s arm. Dante said, "She is not lying. Her real birthday is, in fact, not September 22nd, but June 22nd."

He looked back at Samantha and caressed her leg, kissing her on the forehead. Alexi - I found out from my mother that my birthday is September 18th, and the full moon is September 20th. Alexis' birthday is tonight at midnight. The pack has the parties at midnight as the clock strikes the day of birth. Fireworks go off and then dancing and food. I am so nervous, I am turning 18, I hope the Moon Goddess is still making Nicolas my mate. I cannot barely handle being away from him for one minute. Nicolas is the same with me as well. I go everywhere with him as he does his daily duties. We take breaks for make out sessions. Some of the guards moan and tell us to get a room. My hormones are in over

Looking into his enchanting blue eyes, I softened my face. “What’s the date?” I asked him. “August twenty-seventh, why’s that?” “Huh, I’m nineteen now. Guess I slept through my birthday”. “When was your birthday?” Gunner asked a little shocked. “It was on August fourth”. “Well, you missed mine too, it was July sixteenth” “Oh well, just another year right”. “I think we should have a birthday party, for both of us. It can be a welcome-back slash I-was-in-a-coma-for-my-birthday kind of party. What do you think?” he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone.