Stranger Things Characters Birthdays Novels & Stories

" a voice told him. It was mine, it was so weak, so small. What was wrong with me? "Now, when is your birthday?" It was a girl's voice who asked, Rebekah. When was my birthday? God I couldn't think past this screaming. Think, Kat, Think. OH. "December. December 13th." I said. "Good, now what day is it today, Katerina?" Elijah asked me. Elijah. Elijah. Elijah. Elijah. Elijah. I couldn't think of anything else. Think, you have to think. What's today? What's the date today? "December 1st, it's december 1st." I told them. And I

Cassandra grumbled, then she strutted inside the club too. Katherine stayed put in the car park for a minute. She was enjoying the cool air on the hot night. “What is going on between my friends?” She asked herself. Earlier she glimpsed a bench beside the bar when Cheryl was kissing Marla. With her eyes closed, she walked up to the bench, squeezing the bridge of her nose to ease her headache. It was midnight, and officially her birthday. She was born on August 24th at the stroke of midnight. “Happy fucking birthday to me,” she sighed, sitting down on the bench.

None of it rang a bell; something entirely different had happened. “You are Trivia, the daughter of Alpha Clark and Luna Tessa. In a week, your twenty-fourth birthday is coming up. You were born on May sixth. Does it ring a bell?” He added in again, and that had struck a nerve!I ran with my hand into my hair again. In my world, I was clocking twenty-four, but then I was born on July fourteenth.”

They were celebrating with her Grandpa when suddenly he got a heart attack and was soon pronounced dead on arrival in the hospital. March 21. It was her 13th birthday, and she celebrated it at her school with only her father, a few classmates, and teachers. That's the same day she was kidnapped and from that day Latton never celebrated her birthday and only stays at home doing nothing. Soon, a call came from her brother Derek, and she was jolted back to her senses. She excuses herself and then hears him say, "Hey, you... You need to come home." His voice is shaky, almost stuttering.

He said politely on the phone like the gentleman he was not, and a gasp sounded on the other end. "Chase... How are you doing? Good morning, handsome. Do you need anything? Have you moved in yet?" She bombarded him with questions and he grimaced a little. "Not really. I'm fine. Uhm... I just got here and I can't find Charity. I'm locked outside," he said to her, and she sighed. "I'm so sorry about that. You can unlock the door by yourself. It's her birthday date. 16-10-2004," She said to her, and he nodded.

“It appeared a few days after my birthday. Like you, I’ve been feeling something strange in my body since I turned eighteen. And not only that, I also found out that we have the same birthdate. The exact month, day, and year.” Our jaws dropped at what we heard. “Same birthdate, red mark, and necklace. How are all of these connected?” Hiro ruffled his hair. His face was contorted with frustration. “Damn! Instead of finding clear answers to our questions, everything just became more complicated,” he added. Vince rubbed the side of his temple. “We couldn’t go back to the library either. Someone caught us immediately.” His voice sounded tired, and he looked exhausted.

Alice began to shake and replied, incoherently, “Oh, um… when did I ever say that to you? I am sorry, I completely forgot about it.” At that point, Zayden had come up behind her and said, “Yes, you did. You know, Max’s birthday was in October. So, if Eliana had been born around the same time, I am sure you had remember it. Well, you just said that Eliana was born on the same day as Max.”

What were the odds of him being in this exact district? Tammy scowled. "Quite a coincidence, Alpha. Do you have a board meeting in the kitchen?" She gave a sarcastic wave to the executives behind him, who looked incredibly uncomfortable. Ethan stared at the cake, then at the kids. "It's your birthday?" His voice was a low, rumbling bass. He remembered clearly that Hayden’s records said April 13th. That was weeks ago. My blood turned to liquid nitrogen. I’d avoided a party specifically to escape his suspicion, and here he was, catching us in the act.

“I’m not sure. It might be because we’re your mates, or maybe it’s because of your age. There are some supernaturals that don’t fully come into their powers until they reach a certain age.” “Ah,” she drawls. “And I’ll be eighteen in February.” I’ll have to remember that. February is still five months away. “When is everybody’s birthdays?” she asks. “I feel like I barely even know all of you. I don’t even know all of your last names. I mean, I know Forrest’s last name is Romano and your last name is Wolfe.” “Phoenix’s last name is Felix and Puma’s is Belmont.” I pause as I think over when everybody was born. “All of us are eighteen already. My nineteenth birthday is March 27.

“I’ll respect that you see it differently than I do.” “Thank you,” he breathed--- before he smiled shyly at me. “So, when is your birthday?” “In September,” I replied. “What day?” “The most famous day of them all!” “September 11th,” he nodded. “Good, then I won’t forget.” “When’s your birthday?” I asked. “The 2nd of May,” he told me, but frowned. “But I hate celebrating my birthday.” “Why?”