Sans Birthday Novels & Stories

Even I was surprised by his expression. "June 12 is also my birthday!" “Really?” Mother and I spoke almost at the same time as Ali, the meeting of the eyebrows disappeared and was replaced by surprise. "What year are you? Maybe later, we'll be twins!” Von said and we laughed too. "But, are you serious? Is June 12 really your birthday?” It even approached Ali. "Yes, yes. Why should I fool you? What do I care about your birthday?" He speaks directly. “Ali, Von is just asking. What year are you again?"

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.

WARNING The following chapter contains acts of physical, mental, and sexual abuse. These acts may be triggers to some readers. Please continue with caution. Birthdays are supposed to be a celebration of being alive. It is a reflection of living another year, and the accomplishments that go with it. Some see it as a time for reflection, looking back on how much you have grown as a person. I truly believe that no one thinks that they are going to come face to face with death on their birthday. Fate is a tricky beast though and sometimes she has to bite you in order to push you over the ledge and into your destiny.

I didn't get him anything. "Basil genéthlia?" I asked to clarify. "Naí." (Yes) she nods her head up and down. How can I not now my own husband's birthday. I'm pretty sure he knows mine. I quickly realized that our birthdays are about 3 weeks apart. His birthday's April 28th while mine is May 22nd. I have to make him something, I know I'm not able to go to the store and buy him a gift, just walking on my feet for five minutes gets me exhausted with all this weight I'm carrying in the front.

Scarlett replied with a nonchalant shrug as Zach and Alessia nodded Kayden walked over to us then with his signature smirk "Happy birthday, sis!" I giggled and pulled him in for a brief, warm hug "Thank you but I hope you guys realize that it's not midnight yet so it technically isn't my birthday" Kayden shrugged after he and I pulled away from the hug "Who cares? There's only like 30 minutes left until midnight anyway" Zach placed his arms on my shoulders and I looked up at him "I hate to pull you away from your own party but it's time for your other birthday surprise"

Samara Current Day It’s my birthday, not that anyone here knows it. I never told them when my birthday was, not my real birthday anyway. I didn’t give them anything that could make them put two and two together and come up with me being the lost daughter of Alpha Royal and Luna Jessica, or the lost sister of Alpha Theodore. But today, I turn 18. Today, I can finally begin to implement my plans for revenge.

Turning to look at him, I kiss him hard and when he looks at me with a surprised smile, I roll my eyes. "Happy Birthday, Miguel Angel." "Fuck, that's today?" 11th of May. I snicker "Only you are capable of forgetting your birthday." He shrugs "Not important. As long as I remember yours. The seventh of September. I should have that tattooed somewhere discreet, don't you think?" My heart turns to mush, but I swat his arm "Your birthday is important." "Who celebrates their nineteenth birthday?" "Oh my God, you can't seriously mean that."

What the— "It's your birthday. I know you won't remember, so I'm reminding you. You haven't even celebrated your birthday for a few years, so we'll take this opportunity to enjoy your day." "May I know what's the date today?" I asked. It's kinda sad because even the date of my own birth was just so blurry to me. I can't remember when it was. "It's March 31 today and tomorrow is April, your day. You're now turning 21," she answered. Oh, so April was my birthday. Isn't it funny to forget your own day? Lol. How could I even remember that when I never tried celebrating it.

I said to her but i find her looking at me weirdly. "Naomi!! Did you hear me" I shake her a little and she shake her head as if coming out of a trance.. "Yeah, Thanks" She smiled.. "Hey are you okay? " I asked, something is not right I can feel it.. "Yeah I am fine, it's just.. It's just I really don't like my birthdays" She said... "Why?? " I asked curious "Nothing good happens on my birthday, and also people don't remember my birthday except my few people obviously.. My parents don't really celebrate it.. Although my mum bakes cheese cake on this day" She smiled sadly..

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."