Stan Marsh Birthday Novels & Stories

chapter 1 Fatal Tragedy it was a beautiful day with a clear sky above in the Brooke lawn it was the 16th day of march which is Mrs Tasha Adams birthday and also her best friend's daughter birthday. Tasha and her friend Lola Brooke decided to celebrate this year birthday in the Brooke's house.

"What?" "It's a red velvet cake. Not your favourite, I know. But it's still cake. Okeke's gone to SaveRite to pick up snacks and cool drinks. It's not much, but it's the best we could do without the school governing body getting a hernia, you know, for using school funds and all." Marybeth gaped at her, utterly puzzled by the last sixty seconds. "It's not my birthday. My birthday is in December." "I know that, Dummy!" Scarlett rolled her eyes. "It's for your bridal shower slash wedding celebration. Smith felt horrible for missing your nuptials—"

Date = 31 October More than a month has gone. Time flies. Place = San Francisco (paintball place) What do you expect from a load of adrenaline and testosterone-filled males? POV – Melaena Another birthday party. Damion’s birthday. 31 October. Of course, it’s Halloween. I eye my reflection while braiding my hair, already bracing myself. In this group, birthdays are never just birthdays. They’re more like survival challenges with cake. Last time — Logan’s party — all my brothers got taken out by STROH rum like dominoes. At least no one ended up in hospital. Which, in this family, counts as a win.

I knocked back the last of my drink and dangled my glass between my fingertips. “Your birthday!” Marla hooted. I just stared at her. Then realisation hit. “Oh, fuck. It is, isn’t it?” “April fourteenth, baby!” She whooped and flailed, spilling her rum and coke all down herself. “So much has happened that I just…”

His thoughts drifted back to the past. 'Back then, Hazel, Roxanne, and Anya had also celebrated my birthday and even prepared luxury gifts for me every year. But instead of feeling happy, I always felt depressed… even angry. Why? Because they celebrated it on April 28—the one date I could never forget, because that was actually Zeke's birthday.

Would she be happier if she was with Gabe than I was? If she was happier with Gabe I still have no plans to let her go. I consider Cami's family and even if I just forget my love for her and stand up as her older brother. It's okay as long as she stays by my side. "Cam, your birthday is coming up, isn't it? December 8." "Yeah." At last, she spoke. "We're going to party at home." "Didn't you have Stan's meeting on Dec 8?" "Hmm there is but only in the morning so in the evening we will celebrate your birthday."

He asked with interest. “Umm, in three months. My birthday is in March. A twenty first birthday is usually a big celebration, at least in Bluebay town it always has been”. “Well, if you’re still here by March, we’ll have to have a celebration then”. Del proposed and I smiled in thanks of his offer. “Now that we will definitely do”. Talon agreed. “No, honestly, it’s ok, I’ve never liked a lot of fuss on my birthdays anyway”. I tried to insist.

“Tammy… Do you not remember what I told you? You were in a coma for six months… Your birthday has already come and gone.” Great. As if everything wasn’t shitty enough, now I find out that I missed my golden birthday in May. Like it mattered, it would’ve been the same as it has been. I would’ve celebrated my birthday at home with my sister, and then later on in the night celebrate it with Thomas with some exotic blood that I hadn’t tasted before.

“You know…I don’t think I know your birthday either.” Lance gave a short bark of laughter. “It’s April seventeenth.” He told me, still smiling. “At least that’s what my mother celebrates for me. When I was born, people didn’t bother remembering or celebrating birthdays. But my mother made it a point to remember both mine and Acelin’s.” “Then from now on, I’ll celebrate your birthday too!” I kissed the bridge of his nose. “Shall we cut the cake?” “Of course, it’s all yours.” Lance moved back to give me room and I immediately sprinted towards the table to the sound of Lancelin’s laughter. I love cake…don’t judge me.

Martin doesn't know anything about kate other than the few things that Stella use to tell him, so he asked in confusion "good old day?" "yes, when I was young, I use to be with my parents, and it was such a happy time, even though we are not so rich and can't buy everything that we love, we were happy, and the happiness increased when my dad and mom took Stella to our home, we were a happy family until they left us in the fire and the only person left for me is Stella and after that, I never had my birthday celebrated, so when I heard that today is your birthday and you are going to have a party, I was so happy and wanted to prepare things for you, but I never thought that you never liked to