Wilbur Soot Birthday Novels & Stories

Wilbur did not usually act this way. Wilbur calmed himself down and checked if he had been affected by any mind and soul mystical technique. He found this strange. "I'm sorry for acting brash. May I find out what my disciple, River, talked to you about that day?" Wilbur had been a pig farmer. After joining the Sosa Sect, he had been taking care of his pig while cultivating the Path. He had been made fun of by many people for keeping a pig during his cultivation journey, and had ended up developing a dignified mentality in unfavorable situations.

Therefore, Rory wanted to extract some information from him. “Not entirely.” Wilbur stared at Rory. He could tell that Rory was on guard against him. “I haven’t seen Yohan for many years. I contacted you this time because I wanted to pay respects at his grave. However, I don’t know where he’s buried.” Rory narrowed his eyes. “Since you haven’t seen each other for many years, how do you know that he has passed?” “Hehe.” Wilbur chuckled, looking down and stroking the edge of the thermos cup with his index finger. “If he were still alive, how could I have lived so peacefully all these years?”

who had perished a few months before. “He was a right ass to me at the Boudoir,” said Loretta. She threw a snowball at his name. “I wonder if there’s anyone else we hate here,” I said. I meant it as a joke, but Loretta went, “Ooo,” and searched the grave markers. “Ah! That one. Wilbur Wellingsworth. Incubus. Dark Watcher murdered him last summer. I heard he tried to molest his own son, who wasn’t even immortal yet.” She tossed another snowball.

*Flashbacks* About ten years ago, Caleb Wellington's birthday was the morning of July 10th. Caleb’s eyes slowly flutter open, that morning and he has a huge grin on his face because it is finally his birthday, He couldn’t wait for his father's special present for him because, everything he demanded from his father, Ryan Wellington, Ryan asked him to wait until his birthday and it feels so surreal that the day is finally here.

Clearing my throat softly, I gave Lilian a nervous smile, "You didn't say 18th did you?" "I did. Zoey's birthday is the 18th of October. What's wrong?" "Nothing," I forced a smile, swallowing hard, "nothing at all." Only Everything.

I replied with a hint of sadness in my voice “Today was the boys’ birthday?” “Oh my God really. It completely escaped my mind” Wow. He forgot “Wish them a happy birthday on their behalf. I'll send them a gift okay?” *Jacob, whe…when is my birthday? Do you still remember?” “Uhhh..Hazel it's really foggy. Uhmm November 24th?” “Jacob?” I called him tears almost escaping from my eyes “ You forgot, it's August 2nd” Maybe I'm just bad with men in general

Why didn't I know? I entered William's birthday again. It was still incorrect. I bit my lip. Several numbers came to me, and I didn't wish my guess was true. Flipping through the information Vivian had sent me, I got Abril's birthday. It was the 25th of October. I entered each of these four numbers... It was correct.

Gilbert was now fuming in anger. Mr. Theo Gilbert was a good friend of my grandpa, Lucifer Harriett. I wasn’t surprised when he mentioned my birthday. He must have known about his will. “I also have a favor to ask, Mr. Gilbert,” I said to him in the same manner. I looked at the door and found it closed properly. “What is it? Tell me,” he asked me grimly. He was pissed, and with his old age, I didn’t want him to get any health issues because of the anger.

~ COLTON ~ It was a Friday night and Colton couldn’t wait to get out of his office in Columbia. Sierra had no classes on Friday, so it was pretty useless for him to be there, except he still had to go because it was his job now. Time was passing by so slow and Colton kept checking his watch. It was February 28th today, which meant it was his birthday. Colton didn’t care too much about that because he pretty much stopped celebrating his birthday since his mother’s death. His mom passed away a day before his eleventh birthday. Ever since then, Colton thought his birthday was cursed.

But what I didn't expect was that it would be the last time I would ever see her. After Ruby went back, Wilbur learned that he was about to go to prison. In a panic, he went to find her once more, hoping she would let him off. But this time, Ruby was extremely firm and insisted on pressing charges. During their heated argument, they started pushing each other out of rage, and he accidentally shoved her over the ledge. Ruby fell from the 19th floor and died on the spot. Wilbur was prosecuted. In the end, he was sentenced to 20 years in prison for accidental homicide and multiple other charges.