Luke Castellan Birthday Novels & Stories

Luke continued "he didn't tell you?" "Yeah he did sometime ago. I'm sorry the date escaped my mind" I said scratching my hair. "Nicholas birthday is like a public holiday for him. He stays at home playing video games all day, snacking on unhealthy food. He doesn't go to school on his birthday neither does he do house chores". I chuckled with my hands covering my mouth "and what if he had exams?" Then luke said "Well, that's really a good question. I don't think he'd ditch school for that. Luckily for him, Exams don't fall on his birth month".

Luckily, we were located under the row of trees that follows a path to the side of the school so it wasn’t too hot when we stood there put our booth together. “Yvonne, change now.” Julia handed me the mascot suit and I sighed to myself. ‘It’s okay, at least you can use it as cover.’ Nova, knowing that I hate the heat inside the suit, assured me. Today was Lucas’s birthday, December 6th, the actual date of his birth.

"Stop acting like a pup. Look at you. You’re already staring." Luke’s gaze had already drifted. At the far end of the ice, near the player’s tunnel, a new figure had appeared. Castel "Cass" Castillo. He wasn't a girl, but he moved with a fluid, dangerous grace that made Luke’s inner wolf pace behind his ribs. Cass was wearing a jagged black jersey with a silver wolf-skull—the mark of the outcast clans from the Blackwood Haunted Mansion district. "That's him," Jax whispered, following Luke’s eyes. "The one you’ve been howling about at practice. Castel."

William called out, with his face becoming a world of brightness at the sight of the man who looks so much familiar his arms leaving the waist of the lady he’s holding to walk to us. They hug for what seemed like forever before pulling away and the six feet four inches Luke turns to look at me and those brown eyes tell me I’ve seen him somewhere. “You must be the Karen, I’m-“ “Japhia Castillo.” I blurt out before I can get to stop myself. He smiles a little, but shakes his head. “I’m Luke Castillo, this idiot’s best friend and Japhia’s older brother,” he chuckles immediately, and I smack my forehead.

“People want a reason to celebrate.” “We’ll have our annual pack celebration on the summer solstice. That’s good enough. Everyone loves it. No one will know the wiser.” I wave my hand, dismissing her plea. “There’s probably five people in the pack who know when my birthday is. Three of them are in this room.” “Who are the other two?” Carly frowns at me. “Bronx and Doctor Nolan. And he only knows because he signed my birth certificate.” I roll my eyes. “I don’t want a party just because I’m Luna. No one has ever cared before. They’re not gonna care now.”

said Chris, fanboying over him. Luke was trying really hard to hide the proud smile on his handsome face. After Christopher was done blasting everyone with his granite of compliments for his Idol and he kept the invisible banner of ‘ALPHA LUKE SMITH, YOU ARE THE BEST’. A thought popped up in Lily’s head. ‘Wait a damn minute, Luke is also our age and if I heard their argument the other night right, Luke changed when he was 13 years old that means he changed a year before all of us. Just like Elena, he is also an early riser, it’s just he is not hiding it. Both of them are exceptionally good at everything. No wonder, they are soulmates. They are match made in HEAVEN!’ thought Lily while compar

He looked at Lavinia first. “Thank you for staying.” Then his gaze shifted toward Celeste. “And you,” he murmured softly. “You didn’t sleep in that chair for nothing. I’m going to be around to celebrate your birthday next year. I promise.” Celeste laughed immediately because if she didn’t, she would have started crying right there in the recovery ward. Lavinia’s eyes reddened quietly as she looked down at Luca’s hand resting in hers. “I feel like we can finally breathe again,” she whispered.

Selene's anchoring had bought the months it promised, and the birthday I had once been sure he would never live to see came and went as nothing but a birthday — a lopsided cake the Sanctuary kitchen made from what it had, five crooked candles, four hundred broken strangers singing badly in a cold stone hall, and a boy with his own whole face back, gray-silver eyes enormous over the little flames. "You kept the promise," Luca said, very seriously, before he blew them out. "The cake one." "I keep the cake ones," I said. "Always the cake ones." He thought about that, and nodded, and blew out all five in a single breath, and did not tell anyone what he wished for. He never did. But he leaned bac

A text from Liam dropped and Luke felt his heart skip a beat. “Hey, Baby. I don't think we can meet tonight.” “Why?” “My friend, Asher is celebrating his mom's birthday party tonight and he invited me to come so I can't skip.” Luke heaved out a slow sigh of relief. “That’s alright. See you tomorrow then. Wished you were here, though.” “Me too, Baby. Me too.” Luke gathered his things and walked out of his dorm room. A few minutes later, he arrived at Kyle's place.

I cut her argument short again, spilling the beans “Luke is Salvatore”