Novel & Cerita 11 11 Make A Wish

The silence is companionable and comes with a chaser of relief from the fear boggling me down. "I heard humans make wishes under the shooting stars," Logan's voice is the first to break the silence. I crane my neck up at him and hum, "Yes, they do." Then he gives me a small, knowing grin. "Then let's make a wish, my luna." He shoots to his feet, holding out his hand for me. I swallow thickly before clasping my hand with his. Slowly, Logan pulls me up. "Make a wish," He urges. There, my heart clogs. I fight to breathe. The tears begin to gather but I do my best to rein in it. Eyes on the sky, I let out. "I wish that victory will be ours, Logan. I wish to still find myself in your arms after t

She announced stubbornly, “You know, I think I deserve more than one wish after all that’s happened, so I’m going to make wishes and I want you all to hear them.” “Well, okay then, Miss Warrior, let’s hear them.” “First, I wish that I could have a swimming pool in the backyard. Second, I wish that Seraphiel could come back to us. Third, I wish that everything in those towns would be back to the way it was. That’s what I want. Oh, and that Mama and Michael get married!” She blew out her seven candles, one for each year, and one for good luck. “There! Now, can I have a piece of pizza, please?”

The day our family went on vacation to an island resort, my younger sister, Alana Fisher, climbed over a safety railing to get the perfect photo. She lost her footing and, in her panic, dragged me into the ocean with her. The rescue crew was about to pull me out first since I was closer when Mom suddenly took a yellowed paper coupon from her wallet and tossed it toward me. "Corinne, let Alana get on the rescue boat first! This is the last thing your father and I will ever ask you to grant!" When I was seven, I couldn't afford birthday presents for my parents, so I drew a hundred wish coupons by hand. Each one read: [Redeem this coupon for one wish. Corinne has to say yes, no matter what.

They gave us a small lantern for each of us so we can fly it. "I'm so excited." Lia squealed beside me and I nodded. I write a long wish and I wish it will come true one day. I need it to be come true. "Are you wishing for Christian to like you back?" She whispered to my ears and I shook my head "Why?" I asked "Don't make a wish that impossible to be true." I said slowly "Don't say that." She said and I just smiled "I just wish for God to take me wherever his path goes." I sighed

That gave us plenty of time to make our wishes. Closing my eyes and taking hold tightly of Chase’s hand, we hold our joined hands up shoulder level and I silently make my wish. I wish for Chase to always be by my side and to make more happy memories like we have done today for the rest of our lives. I just hope he feels the same way. He did tell me earlier that I am his and he is mine for as long as I will allow it. But what if I never want it to end?

She has a nasty-looking bruise on her forehead, but she won’t tell me where she got it from. Cheerleader Barbie overhears my comments and gives me a cool smile. “It means you lot need the most work.” My insides tighten at what clearly sounds like a threat. “Work?” I repeat, slowly. “You wanna explain what that means?” “There are five islands, each island for a specific number. The island you landed on is Level 1. The island you are going to is Level 0. Level 0 is for troublemakers who need to have a watchful eye on them.”

“Shit.” I push off of him and stand up, righting myself. Raf also gets to his feet, looking at me expectantly. My first wish. I m kind of freaked out by the enormity of it and I don't want to get it wrong. “Is it like in movies where I make a simple wish but you misconstrue it and do something else instead?”

She sat beside Emily, lit up the candles, and whispered to her, “Make a wish, sweetheart.” Emily weakly looked at the candle. Her birthday was no longer feeling special. She closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and made her wish. "I wish my father will love me again. I wish he could see the hurt in my eyes when he ignores me and feel the emptiness in my heart when he's not there. I wish he could understand how much his presence means to me and how his absence affects me. I wish my dad could love me unconditionally, value me, and be proud of having me as his daughter." She finished and blew out the candles, hoping that her wishes would be granted.

--- Do you guys want to see MeSsio's dreamy wedding, or do you want to know who stole those hot, sexy men from the border? Whisper: *I wish it was me, *sobs**

On the third day of our captivity in the abandoned cannery, Adrian finally found me with his private security team. I clutched five-year-old Leah in my arms and stumbled toward the light. My coat had long since been torn to shreds, the soles of my feet were mangled by broken glass, and Leah curled against my chest, burning up with fever. Vera looked relieved to see me alive, but then suddenly turned and walked toward the kidnappers. "Vera, come back!" My voice was already hoarse from screaming. "They won't keep their word even after they get the money. Leah still has a fever. We need to call the police and get her to a hospital!" Adrian wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice almos