Rainy Birthday Novels & Stories

, Rain said while chuckling. I nodded my head as I chuckled myself. "Day after tommorow is her birthday. Get her back. We need to prepare for it too.", Rain stated and I nodded my head. I looked at my watch. It was time to leave. I got up from the bed. Rain looked at me questionably. "I am going to get Amy.", I stated. She just nodded her head. I bent down in front of her as I kissed her left foot and then her right foot. A tear fell on her right foot. It was mine.

The garden already had beautiful flowers which made the area look perfect for a barbeque and there was no need for decor. Glenda stood in the middle of Evelyn and Jayden with a two tier chocolate cake in her hands. Rita squeezed the hand she was holding tightly as she felt touched. She thought no one remembered. It would be unreasonable for her to feel bad but she always grew up treasuring her birthday. It was a reminder that she was still alive and still given opportunities to experience the wonders of the world. She sniffed and was about to say something when her friends spoke. “Happy Birthday Rita!!! Surprise!! haha!!” Her friends said in unison and Rita couldn’t help but cry from happine

Clinked the glasses and that sour liquid burned our throats. "I will leave", I informed. "It's your birthday and the party barely started", April whined. "It's a full moon", I pouted. "You should grow up", Rain scoffed. "I will, from next morning", I winked and they rolled their eyes in unison. I gave them a quick hug and came out of the club.

Raina said loudly as I walked in. They had decorated the walls with balloons, a sign that read 'Happy Birthday, Lyric' then Raina had moved her desk to the center of the dorm room to place the white 2-layer cake and birthday gifts on it. "Oh my goodness." I sniffled, tears finally streaming down my face. "I can't believe you remembered. No one at all wished me a happy birthday, except the robots ads on my phone. My cheeks began to burn as someone tight flooded my abdomen. "I feel so loved."

In its place, a quiet, crushing ache settled deep in my heart. I had spent years swallowing my pride, making compromises, all to keep Mike by my side. But we had both forgotten one thing—marriage doesn't have room for three people. Then came my birthday. I had originally planned to sit down with him and talk things through. Now, I no longer saw the point. After blocking Cathy, I went to City Hall to sort out the last of my mom's affairs. When I got home, a pair of unfamiliar high heels sat by the front door.

Owen quickly shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, the satin inside still warm from his body. I reached up, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Our lips met, the taste of the rain on his lips. I parted my lips and slipped my tongue inside of his mouth, which was so warm and inviting. His hand tangled itself in my wet hair and pulling me closer to him. Our bodies pressed together, the heat of his chest defying the cold of the rain. We stood there, kissing in the rain as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Raindrops pounded against the pavement, splattering against windows and shaking the baby leaves on the trees. I

By the time Kenneth Ford finally showed up, I was already soaked through. He wasn't alone. There was a girl under his umbrella, and at well over six feet tall, Kenneth had enough height to shield her almost completely from the rain. He'd tilted the umbrella so far toward her that one side of his shirt was getting drenched, but he didn't seem to care. He just smiled and let her stay tucked safely beside him. Then he saw me, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Sorry, I'm late," he muttered. The girl beside him immediately turned to me. "Hannah, it's my fault. I've gotten so used to sharing Kenneth's umbrella that I asked him to walk me home. And honestly, being tucked up against him m

I sorted for balance. “Where do you want to go for your birthday?” Okay, this is surprising. “Why? You want to cut the cake with me?” I flopped despite the joy I felt for his taking note of my birthday. “Can’t I?” “If only you wouldn’t be celebrating Rose Waldeen. Can you afford to miss it?” Rose Waldeen, the Tiktok drama-doll, shares the same birth date as me. And to add, it is her 15th birthday, the year all female teenagers go berserk for. I doubt Lucky Rogers would ditch that for my birthday.

“ Can you at least call the owner. I want to talk to him directly.” Hearing the argument stretch for an unhealthy amount of time I lowered the temperature of the ovens and came out to see. “ Alex!! It’s my daughter's birthday today and I wanted to surprise her with a rainbow cake but you are already booked. Please……please…..please help me.” The pretty lady said joining her hands. “ So, it’s my doll’s birthday. How can I let her down on her special day? Ryan, take down her order.” I said with a bright smile.