Script For 18th Birthday Novels & Stories

Although August 28th (my birthday) has always been a remarkable part of every year for me, considering how it was the only day every year I got praised with fond words and showered with thoughtful gifts for something that didn’t require any blood, sweat and tear-filled efforts from me, something as mundane as complying to the force that thrutched me out of my mother’s womb, I had a strong feeling this particular one was going to be the most remarkable of them all. I turned sixteen today and I had an impending mission in mind.

She asked, rolling her eyes at me. “You know we can’t miss the full moon after your birthday. In fact, this one is special because you’re turning 18 on a full moon night.” She exclaimed, clapping her hands in excitement. I didn’t even realize it was a full moon today. I especially didn’t expect to wake up like this on my 18th birthday. I was hoping for a peaceful day, and probably to find my mate. “Please, just let it go this one time. The silver hurts terribly.” I requested, trying to bargain. Malia scoffed, her beautiful oval shape face forming a frown in annoyance.

“This Saturday? It’s all set. I’ve got the whole pack preparing, and your dad has invited four alphas and a few chosen guests from neighboring packs. It’s going to be so much fun!” Aaron and I were still completely lost, and our faces must have clearly shown it because Mom threw up her hands and yelled. “Your birthday? Don’t tell me you forgot that you turn eighteen this Saturday and can finally find your mates! Oh, I can’t wait to be a grandma, I’ll have the cutest grand babies ever.” With that, realization struck, and my eyes went wide as saucers. My eighteenth birthday? How could I have forgotten my birthday and my eighteenth at that?

"New meetings should always be welcomed, because that meeting could be just what you needed for a big change to occur in your life." *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. *. It's finally November 10th and it's my 18th birthday. I can't say I feel any different even though I'm of age now, able to drink and have a bank account of my own.

It mad me soaking wet. Later that week was my birthday. Yay I finally 18. I go over to Marcus house and cock dinner, he has some music playing and dancing. I go to walk by him as he bumps me, grabs me to dance with him. I though I was in heaven. His hands on me as I feel him start to grow as he is grinding on me. I back off and laugh and he did the same.

PAST SELENE’S POV: I woke up on the morning of my eighteenth birthday to absolutely nothing. Zero texts or wishes, even from Zoey. And I tried not to let it ruin my mood but it wasn’t exactly working out for me. It wasn’t supposed to be a big deal. Yes, turning eighteen felt like a huge deal for some people but I couldn’t afford to wish for anything when I hadn’t even gotten a measly text. Still, some quiet, hopeful part of me believed that maybe she was planning something. Maybe she’d show up in East End as a surprise.

It is exactly her style. It is unusual for a birthday celebration to be held after the actual day, but I suppose once you turn eighteen, you can find your mate whenever fate decides. If it happens a day after your birthday, it is not exactly the end of the world. Fuck, I need to get her a gift. I glance at Aiden. “RSVP and make the arrangements.” He grins at me. “Already done.” I look over at Lincoln. “Will you and your unit be there?”

A week had passed since I fucked Nancy and my sub teach Nancy had tried all means to avoid me all week. But I always made sure I showed up, just to frighten her - I love the chase. When I was hungry again she'll be mine. ... *In Present time, it's Katie's Birthday. She's just turning 18 ******* The house was loud and full of people. Balloons, fairy lights, and a giant “18” banner hung everywhere. Dad had gone all out - catering, a DJ in the backyard, and half the neighborhood invited.

"Yeah, finally scrubbed up and free from the mud police." Jasper shoves his shaggy brown hair back, grinning a little. "Big day tomorrow, huh? Eighteen." "Yeah," I say, stomach flipping, nervous and weird. "Can't believe it's here already." Mia elbows me, grinning big. "It's a huge deal in the pack, you know that, right? The whole eighteenth birthday thing, wolves and all." I nod, but my smile slips, just a bit. "I know. Wolves get stronger, maybe find their mates, all that. But I'm human, so… probably just another day for me, right?"