Rarest Birthdays Novels & Stories

the Queen asked, looking confused. “How old are you?” the King asked me. “I just turned nineteen today,” I responded. The Queen looked up at me in surprise, “It is not possible,” she commented quietly. “What is not possible?” the King asked her. “Only those kissed by the Moon Goddess are born on their nineteenth birthday. They have no indication of their wolf until their nineteenth year,” the Queen informed us.

He was aloof and taciturn, so the girls in his class didn’t have the guts to get close to him. Old Madam Benson smiled happily, leaned forward, and squatted in front of Tail. “How old are you? Do you still remember your birthday?” The fortune master, Harvey said that Everett was bone to be unlucky and needed to marry a savior who was born on June, 15th with a round moon. If so, Everett would be healthy and lucky for the rest of his life! Tail blinked her round eyes and replied, “Granny, I’m three and a half years old. My birthday is on June, 15th.”

Latton says while smiling gleefully. Vivian grins faintly, then clears her throat and finally asks the question she's been wanting to know for a long time, "Latton, I'm just curious why don't you celebrate your birthday?" Latton glances at her then says, "I kinda do celebrate it, but not on the exact date of my birthday, and it's always my cousin surprising me before or after March 21. During my birthday I usually just stay at home and let the day pass."

I became more confused with his words. "Tomorrow would be the most special day for Victoria, and she had been waiting for her 18th birthday to come, and I understand it will become the most significant event of her life as a werewolf; she is the only one who didn't shift at an early age, for the last three thousand years, and the last one was the most powerful Luna the werewolves could ever have, and the prophecy could be right." He declared as he looked at me in the eyes.

She was right; fate had synchronized our creation perfectly. My birthday was never something I looked forward to. What's the point when we're immortals? It's not like missing one means missing a year of us. I wouldn't bother remembering the dates, but this time is special. I mean, it's also my Astrid's birthday, and I need to make it special. Hell, I had no idea; otherwise, I would have made some sort of plan, especially since it was her first birthday with me. "How did you know?" I asked Astrid.

“Someone with the‌ same n‌ame. T​hat’s​—‌” “S‌ame birthday. Same town.” I​ frowned. “No…​ that⁠’s not possib⁠l⁠e.” “Keep going,” Kieran said‌ quietl‌y. ⁠ I open⁠ed​ another f​il⁠e. Then anothe‌r. Death cer‍tific​ate. E⁠le‍na Winters. Sevent⁠y-ei‌ght years ago. Sa⁠me birth‌day.

“The visions I saw when we marked each other?” “Snippets of the past. We haven’t figured it all out yet. My wolf, Rana, is still bound by the last binding spell. The bind will break on my 25th birthday. My 25th birthday and the triplets 25th birthday falls on the same day. There is a lot we don’t know, and we won’t know until our birthday.” “When is your birthday?” “10 days.” “Sweetness, 9 days now.” “Right, 9 days away and counting.”