Peter Parker Birthday Novels & Stories

It then dawned on me that they were in this together. “What is happening here?” I asked the two of them. “Happy birthday, son,” dad said simply. “Peter and I planned it all. Luckily for me, your birthday is the same day as Thanksgiving this year, so I got to go and fly out here,” Kara explained as she stepped closer to me. The little candle on the can of spam was flickering. “Happy birthday, Ry,” “This is so insane,” I shook my head at her. “I can’t believe this is real,”

Peter said. "Well, this Saturday is my birthday. The party's going to be at my house. I've invited Harry. I'll invite you both, will you?" "Jason asked. "Sure, sure, my two best friends will be there." Peter hastened to answer the invitation. Jason smiled when he heard that Peter Parker had agreed to come to his birthday party.

"Yeah and I told you is on the 21st of August." Laura answered. "I guess you may wanna have a look at this." Kiara said and showed her a calendar. "Oh my God, today is 21st of August how can I forget my own birthday." Laura gasped. "Maybe because you made up your mind not to celebrate it." Alpha Vincent said.

I could feel Mac’s surprise at this bit of information and he leaned forward, a scowl on his face. “Wait, your birthday was last week?” He asked, sounding incredulous. He glanced from me to Lucy for confirmation and we both nodded. I laughed nervously and rubbed the back of my neck. “I didn’t even remember until today. Last week was…kinda hectic, you know?” “Well, as long as it’s still the month of your birth, it’s not too late to have a little celebration.” Avery declared, slapping a palm on the table for emphasis. “Hear, hear!” Peter, who had drifted over to listen in, declared, raising his glass of brandy in salute.

Nicole breathed, I smiled before handing him to her. "This is Baxter. He's 4 years old. He was born from a beautiful woman but died giving birth to him. The father killed himself shortly after." Nicole's lip quivered at his story. She played with his unbelievably soft hair. "When's his birthday?" I asked while running my thumb along his cheek. "It's in December...December 24th..." She said while looking at Baxter with gleaming eyes. "Christmas Eve?" Nikki asked breathlessly. "Yup." She said with a pop of the 'p'.

The thought struck so hard I physically flinched. And standing alone in a penthouse that offered zero warmth or comfort, I realized something terrifying. For the first time since falling in love with Nashian Blackthorpe...I knew him as little as he knew me. He doesn’t even know it’s was my birthday on Saturday. February 29th. A date that only exists every four years. I’d mentioned it once, months ago, laughing about Livvy and her family wanting to throw me a party. He’d continued typing on his phone and changed the subject.

He insisted on trying to talk, even though I was in no mood for it. "I already told you that day. Parkinson's has never been much for celebrating holidays, he has forgotten my birthday at least five times, and I don't care about that. I had a good childhood, very lonely, but still a nice one…" "No friends or didn't like to sympathize much with people?"

The air was different and unlike the other days. Petal's father, Xavier Brooks, had hired a paid service to the willing teen wolf who volunteered to help him do some menial work in his huge house. Yeah, those were supposed to be cleaned by Petal but Xavier Brooks was feeling different for that day. He even went as far as preparing and throwing a huge party for Petal, so he told her. On that day, Petal would be completing another circle round the earth surface yet again. It's her nineteenth birthday and Xavier Brooks had decided to throw it in a grand style which he has never done since her existence.

Open, visible for them to see. A quiet warning. Because they were my parents doesn't mean they should say something like that. My mother touched my father's arm. "Don't say that, honey. Matty knows what he's doing. His forty-fourth birthday is in two months - August 15." June 12 today. No need to rub it in. My birthday would definitely be like every other year. They introduce me to more business partners. I invite my tip clients. Social media get updated. Spin for lucky workers and clients I would treat and lots of extravagant birthday gifts from everyone.

Peter's pov I woke up, took a shower, and dressed up like always. I checked my I*******m and F******k when I found out that today is my birthday. Ohh what a wonderful day! Finally, I'm fully 16-year-old I ran out of my room, happily. Ohh yeah it's my birthday, Miles was walking in the hallway " Morning, oops what a pretty girl." I said, teasing him " I'm gonna kill you." " No, you can't, it's my birthday and I can do whatever I want."