Ticci Toby Birthday Novels & Stories

"What happened? I mean with you and that Gage thing you're bummed about." She sighs. "Gage basically turned 21 last February 1." I didn't know it was his birth month. "And he threw a huge party where he invited his friends. He balled out lots of cash for it. It was a private party though but all those news that I've read online made me even more mad. He spent the entire night with his girlfriend Nadine." Girlfriend. "Their OTRA tour just started last Feb seventh and they're all in Australia. Like the actual fuck Tate. Fucking seriously. It's been twelve days since his birthday and I'm still so not over it." She adds.

“Sorry. No offense. You don’t look seventeen and eighteen is all I meant by that. Which is a good thing. You don’t have to suffer the cons of old age so soon. Me? I’m debating whether to ask Toby to convert me into a robot or not. Everyone thinks they would want immortality until they’re actually faced with the choice.” Did he just say…? This time, Beau did stop, his legs stilling just before the entrance. “Hold up. Toby? As in…” Garrett nodded enthusiastically, his spikes flopping a bit. “Tobias Irons. Yup! Biggest name around and my best friend. You could say I’m pretty famous myself.” The lycan never considered himself to be lucky, especially when he was younger, a time when he was desper

To think of it, there was no Travis Scott at the party. What was I thinking? She fist bumped him and nodded her greeting to me. I smiled at her. “ Where’s Damon?” He asked. “He was here a while ago. He’s probably inside. You should check there.” “Okay,” He said. “We’ll have the cocktail you prepared on my birthday. Less ice for me.” “Coming right up.” she turned back, searching for ingredients to use. “So, when’s your birthday?” “January 27th. Yours?” “September, ” I said. “13th of September.”

Everly couldn’t believe that Alyson and Jack had gone to so much trouble to throw her a birthday party. She saw all of the presents, decorations, and balloons, and felt tears come to her eyes. It was one of the nicest gestures she’d ever remember someone making for her. Except, of course, the whole saving her life bit. Then there was the cake, which looked amazing. “Oh, look!” Everly exclaimed, going over to have a better look at the dessert. “It’s Toby!”

The last thing I wanted was for anyone to be affected by me, or my presence, but they're my family, and according to dad, it'd been twenty-three years since they'd seen me, which clearly deserved to not only be celebrated, but cherished. I'd asked so many questions about myself. Tobias hadn't changed my birth-date, and I appreciated that major detail. April 29th of every year held a precious memory, and I didn't want it to be affected by Tobias. He'd already ruined my life enough. April 29 held memories of meeting Liam for the first time, and the night I became pregnant with Logan, and I cherished the date because if I hadn't been celebrating my birthday, I never would've met him.

Everybody put their hands over their ears for a second till the nose calmed down, then turned to look over at me curiously. "Wow, now that I have your attention..." I said into the mega phone. "I would like to remind you all if you don't already know; it's Ty's birthday week! In order to celebrate day one, two of my friends and I, made up a dance for him. Hit it!" I screamed into the mega phone, then tossed it to one of the guys that were standing around.

I replied and removed the shawl that Bella was always wrapped in. "So you did all the make up for?" Konyii asked. "Tobi said he was coming to pick me up, only to later tell me he wouldn't make it. Please, it's my birthday. I'm supposed to be blowing a cake here, even my dad isn't here." I said trying to not let the tears fall.

Stacy was simply amazing. “Only where - at Jason’s mansion...that is all I know. I don’t know when,” I lifted my shoulders and stared at Toby when I suddenly realized something. “It is not Friday night, why is Toby performing?” “Oh! The hottie you were just making out with? And to answer your question - the birthday guy’s party was planned a few days back, and they asked for live performance,” Stacy explained and went to get an order on the far side of the counter.

“It’s just been… heavy at home.” “Well, heavy is what I’m here to fix,” Toby said, bumping his shoulder against mine. “The guys are heading out to the cove tonight. Bonfire, cheap beer, maybe some questionable guitar playing. You should come. Get some sand in your shoes and forget about the ‘Titan of Industry’ for five minutes.” The invitation felt like a life raft. A night under the stars with people my own age, talking about music and midterms instead of the weight of a secret that could destroy three lives.

e on her birthday. Tbc…