Rarest Birthday Month Novels & Stories

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 wolf moon has passed us already. If nothing has changed by the night of the Hunter's moon, both Kaden and his pack will fall." I widened my eyes. The Hunter's moon, it was also known as the dying moon, it was in October. Which was also the month of my birth, I would be turning nineteen by then. What was I supposed to do? Did I really believe that the midnight pack was under a deadly curse? What if this woman was just crazy and wanted me to risk my life just for her own benefits.

If I'm genuinely a curse or not. “Pardon me. I am not very familiar with Achaemenid Persian, but I will tell you the truth about red wolves,” Morgan says, gently removing her glasses. “When I saw you for the first time, I was astonished by your existence. A red moon happens once every decade, which makes red wolves the rarest and most unique wolf breed of all.” Raina’s jaw drops. “That is insane.” “The last one died before I ever got to see her. So, Isolde, you are the first red wolf I have laid my eyes on.”

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.

I was not sure if it was a good thing or just the silence before a big storm. "What pattern?" In response, Kai turned his notebook towards me. "A toddler has better handwriting than you." He pulled his notebook back, "I had been doing some research, all the victims are of our age." "We know that already," I waved my hand in the air, "born on full moon, died near full moon." "Only one victim was from our town, the rest of them were visitors." Kai was not in his usual mood. "This is not just weird anymore, and wait until you hear about their birth month."

“Well, I heard you entered the dungeon on the 24th. Please don’t ever do that again. You could have gotten hurt if the full moon hadn’t come down quickly.” Even though everyone said it, I still didn’t think the full moon came down that fast. “Okay, I won’t. The curse wouldn’t strike again until next year, and by that time, the contract must have been over.” She shook her head. “The curse strikes every 24th of the month, but the 24th of December is usually the most disastrous, and that is why I still find it surprising that you survived.” My eyes widened. “Every 24th?!”

, I continued. “Well, maybe several families from surrounding packs are invited. It is a big deal when there is an exchange of power. Especially a royal one.”, Mom reassured me. “When is it?”, she asked, her voice barely holding back her excitement. “May 15th.”, I replied, a frown creasing my forehead. “My birthday.”, I said, feeling a little upset now. “Honey, it’s also a full moon. It’s tradition that an exchange of power, especially a royal one, takes place on a full moon. It’s going to be alright.”, she explained.

It was my mother, she kept me hidden, she protected me We begin walking again turning around so we don’t go too far, Tate did say to stay in sight. “It was clear that the sliver ones were born on the nights of full moons. But lots of pups are born on full moons But made a particular child stand out. Was there a time interval? A particular time, down to the exact second? but in one of our texts, something stood out. The birth of a silver one is as rare as the occurrence of a blue moon in the sky.” He says as though he was repeating some quote. “The blue moon is a time when the power of our Selena is most powerful, we believe she can sip a little of herself into the soul of a child born at tha

Vic says. "29th of June," Wren speaks and it hits me. "Oh no," I whisper to myself knowing that Vic and I would be back to the mystery solving. "What's wrong?" Kyrah asks, moving closer to where I am. "It's my birthday on the first of next month! July! Oh my God! It wasn't even in my mind." I face palm myself "Plus, we have one day. One fucking day and that's just tomorrow and the very devastating journey that we paused earlier, will continue. It's already in my head." I cringe when a large letter 'S' crosses my mind.

I had no idea where Daphne was going with this, but the last thing that I wanted to do was talk about my birthday with her. “Well, there is no hurry to think of anything. My birthday is a long way off.” “February 18 is just six weeks away, Piper.” I looked over at Daphne in surprise. How could she possibly know my birthday? The only wolves at this pack who knew when my birthday was were Alpha Aiden and Beta Jonas. I had refused to even tell Maya, to her great dismay. Yes, my 20th birthday was a big deal to me, but it was also a piece of identifying information that could be used to match me to my old life. It was one of those things that Xander and I had agreed I would keep quiet about.