16 Wishes Disney Channel Novels & Stories

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?”

"If you love her so much, then I'll make sure she dies!" Charlie screamed and caught me in his arms. "Maddie, don't do this to me!" Lucas' face went white as he kicked Cynthia away. "Maddie, I'll take you to the hospital. Stay with us. Please hold on. Don't close your eyes." I could not hear what came after that because I had already died. Before long, I arrived in a completely dark space. A voice said, "Sonia O'Neill, you have fulfilled Maddison's wish. You can return home now."

Nicholas Kerstman had not only sold the rights to the shop, but he’d also left town for good, which seemed to ruin both of her Christmas wishes in one fell swoop. Still, Molly was grateful that she’d been able to save Hannah’s live segment for Sweetness & Light, and she imagined that once enough time had passed, she’d be grateful that she’d decided to stay in town, too, even if it meant a future without Christmas Wishes and without Nicholas Kerstman. “I gotta’ go, Ms. Carmichael! My parents are calling me,” Liam told Molly before running off somewhere behind her. “Keep believing in your wish! Don’t let it go!”

Clenching my wrist as it throbs in pain, I look around to make sure that nobody has noticed. Jesse is explaining about the hieroglyphs, but I’m not really listening, my ears ringing. I stare at the carvings, my mind racing. So many strange things have happened since Dad died. This is just one more to add to the list. Maybe, just maybe, I’m not going crazy and imagining all this. I lift my hand to touch the carving again. This time, I bite my tongue to hold in my scream of pain. I’m not imagining it! I study my hand, which is red and throbbing, and my stomach twists in unease.

“SEVEN WISHES! Then hear me Gods above, these are my wishes…” “I wished to be reborn and given a second chance! I wished to become the most beautiful woman that ever existed! To have an incredible reputation in both wealth! And fame! To have a great and loving family and not like the shiity one I had! To find love and marry the most handsome man ever! Let me experience the wildest FANTASIES!!!”

Jacob grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to daddy's office. "What did you mean by we're going to meet the princesses, kiki?" Asked Jacob. "JJ, I think my parents and brothers wanna take me to Walt Disney World..." seeing his confused expression, I pushed his shoulder and said. "Dumb dumb, WALT DISNEY WORLD. It's like the biggest amusement park in the human multiverse, and all the princesses we watched together on tv live there." I finished excitedly. I heard Jacob laugh and give my shoulder a push.

"Christmas wishes? I believe they are. Why do you ask?" "Well…" Malaya looked embarrassed, chewing her bottom lip the way Laila did when she got anxious. "Barry at school said you get one Christmas wish every year. Like, one special one. And he's wishing for a new bike." "That's a great wish," Laila said warmly, brushing Malaya's hand. "And Christmas is coming up fast. But remember, wishes don't always come true exactly as we think they will. Sometimes they happen in ways we don't expect."

Luther replied. "Your Grandfather will be so happy to see you." Hazel said with smiles. "I will be so happy to see him too. Let's go after the feast, if that's alright with you both." Star asked. "Your Wish Is Our Command." They both replied.

My adoptive mother's name is Esther Garcia. On New Year's Eve, she led five-year-old me out of the orphanage and named me Bowie Easton. "Bowie, your older brother is named Bruce Easton. Your birthday falls on January 1st, New Year's Day, which symbolizes a new beginning. So, make a wish every year on your birthday. Making a wish means a fresh start. It's full of hope," she said. I nodded vigorously, my teeth chattering from the cold. Back then, I didn't understand that every time I made a wish, Esther would take something from my body. At six, I wished to see fireworks. She took my bone marrow. At seven, I wished for a Transformer. She took one of my kidneys. At eight, I wished for cak

After the college entrance exams, my parents finally agree to take me to visit Everleigh Palace in Jatwick. I pack my bags a full month in advance, meticulously drafting a list of every wish I want to make—wishes for my parents, wishes for my siblings, and wishes for Joel Sutton, my childhood friend. The night before our departure, my younger sister, Yvonne Jarrow, suddenly announces that she wants to go to Novenport to see the ocean. My heart sinks. A second later, Dad pulls out his phone and starts changing our tickets. "The weather's been great lately. It's perfect for a seaside vacation," he says excitedly. Mom immediately swaps out her everyday clothes for swimsuits and hats. "The