When Is Stefan Salvatore's Birthday Novels & Stories

Leonardo Salvatore used to never smile. To be continued!!

Mirela was so kind, and she was deceiving her. "Well, but it wasn't to talk about my son's sex life that I'm here," Salvatore said. That's why Paulina was immensely grateful. "Saturday is Simon's birthday, and this time, I opted for an intimate gathering. But I want a cake that he'll like. As you're one of the guests, I'm here to ask for the recipe. I'll give it to a pastry chef to make it." "Of course..." she murmured. "I'll write it down right now..."

I really didn’t want to think about that stupid marriage. “The engagement party will be on my 16th birthday and the wedding will be on my 18th.” Salvatore looked like he couldn’t believe what I just said. “You’re joking?” I shook my head. “I really wish all of this is just one big joke.” He didn’t speak. He got up and went outside. I bet he’s going to try and talk to Father. He couldn’t convince him to stop the wedding, only postpone it. But what does it matter anymore? I give up. I’ll do whatever he wants me to do. Maybe I’ll get lucky and die at my engagement party. I hope the Bratva is well informed on the date so they can just try and shoot me. I wouldn’t mind taking Father’s gun and jus

“I know I waited and prayed for God to send me someone I could share my life with, but I never expected—” “I prayed for you too, Salvatore. I didn’t know I was praying for you, but God knew.” Salvatore nodded his head in agreement, knowing she could feel the movement where she held his cheek. “I have something else I need to tell you. It’s old news, but I wanted to tell you in case it gets brought up in the media with our engagement.” Alexa brushed her fingertips over his beard as she waited. “Okay.” Salvatore prepared himself for the topic of conversation he avoided at all costs. “My brother, Eric, died fifteen years ago.”

Rina held his hand, "sweetie, have you discussed this with Damien?" "No, like i said, he is always busy" "I think you should tell him how you feel, he might not even know you feel this way, okay?" "Okay. This is why I like talking to you, you always make me feel better" "And that is why we are each other favorites, don't tell Rafaele" she whispered. "Oh please tell him" Rain said and they burst into laughter. ..... SALVATORE Stefan came back to the room late at night, he was covered with blood.

Hearing Bianca say that made me stop in shock. "That's impossible." "It's true; my brother heard the night watchmen discussing the topic. They say Stefan will arrive before noon," Bianca replied calmly as she adjusted her black curls. "The guardians say that Stefan is coming before the scheduled day for his birthday party because the council has summoned him." "That means that Alpha Savio has gotten worse."

With that, the other man walked out of the bedroom and towards the study leaving Salvatore to stand by his bedside and pinching the bridge of his nose, sighing before he turned towards Nicole. "Just get some sleep, I'll deal with him." He informed her and walked towards the door. "Salvatore?" Nicole halted him. "Who is he really?" "He is actually my best friend from high school. We met at 17 and were roommates at Stanford; we even shared an apartment. Then he further pursued his education and just received his Ph.D. degree to become 'Stephan with a Ph.D.'." Salvatore chuckled. "It's a long story." He waved dismissively at seeing Nicole's confused expression. "Just get some sleep, yeah?" With

Guilt flooded my chest as I read the words on it. "Happy Birthday, Travis Salvatore!"

Stefan froze for a moment before realizing that Valarie must have seen his ID. The birthdate on his ID was today, though his real birthday was still over two months away. He had never celebrated his birthday before. Seeing his silence, Valarie raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Did I get the date wrong?" Her voice snapped him back to reality. He quickly shook his head. "No, you got it right. It's today." "Then make a wish," Valarie said, lighting the candle and holding the cake out to him.

As for my brother, even though we don’t live together, I know Salvatore is just protecting him from any violence he might witness if he stayed with us at home. It’s not that Salvatore doesn’t care if I see the violence, but I understand that, like me, he doesn’t want to be away from me. My birthday turned out to be a happy one. After everything I’d been through, I hadn’t even realized it was my birthday. I’m 19 now—one year closer to Salvatore, though I wished he would stop counting birthdays until I catch up to him! Hehehe… I know it’s impossible, but what can I do? I’ve fallen for him.