16 Wishes Novels & Stories

Measuring the gap between us, he snorted and brazenly sat on our couch. "It's been five years, but you're really doing well for yourself… getting rich, staying fit," he huffed. I glared at him icily. "That comes with working hard. Now say what you want to say and get out, or I'll sue for home invasion." Chris snorted, shrugging. "Wow, really? I guess you're the doctor, so what you say goes… but I came to warn you that I'm going to sell your wife Mary to the black market. 'Till death to you part, isn't that how it goes? Give me 500 grand if you don't want that to happen."

THE END OF (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND) First, thank you. Thank you for picking up my novel, (YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND). Thank you for opening the first chapter when you didn’t know me. Thank you for opening the second, and the tenth, and the one-hundredth, when life was busy and your time was precious. In a world full of noise, distractions, and endless choices, you chose to sit with my words. That means more to me than I can ever fit into one letter, but I’m going to try my best anyway.

His voice bubbled like this was the moment he had been waiting for. Louis and John dragged the table closer to me. “Make a wish.” They said. “Anything you want,” Louis added. I paused, I had no idea what to wish for. But when I closed my eyes and brought my lips close to the candle, the wish echoed in my head. I wish I don’t make choices I would regret. Opening my eyes I blew out the candles, Louis cheered like we had won something. While John just Smiled. Then came the cutting, the eating, and the talking.

"When he was being rushed in and wheeled into surgery, I remember that he kept repeating something under his breath. "Something like… his birthday wish finally came true, or something along those lines. That might be what he cares about most deep down. If you want to try waking him up, you could start from there." Mom kept turning the doctor's words over in her mind. She murmured to herself, "A birthday wish? That's right… Zero has never once celebrated his birthday. He must really want that. But what was his birthday wish?" I wanted to tell her that my birthday wish was to die. All she needed to do was stop the treatment, and my wish would finally come true.

Under his expectant gaze, I shook my head. “It’s gone.” The last wish was gone. Just moments ago, I traded my life for my final wish. I tightened my grip on the sacred token in my hand and whispered his name, “Alex… I’m dragging you down with me!” He did not hear that part as he was answering a call from the hospital. He grabbed me and rushed to the hospital. “Valentina’s delivering, Lilian! Wish for her and the baby’s safety now!” Valentina Wilson was Alex’s childhood sweetheart. She claimed the baby in her womb was the reincarnation of an angel and that it needed the blessing of a mermaid to survive the birth.

Nothing could ever compare to this. “Anyone ever tell you that you taste like cherries, Red?” Bo’s words are heavy as he breathes against my skin, sending a shiver through my body straight into my core. The ache between my legs is too much. How do people not live like this? Wrapped in each other’s embrace twenty four seven. I never want to feel anything beside the pure unadulterated bliss that is coursing through my body right now.

I heavily sighed blowing the candles that had the number '26'. 'I wish for more than anything to never lose Leona Winters, no matter what happens. I'd rather lose my life than lose her love for me. I can't be without her.' "Do these wishes actually work?" I chuckled when I was done. "They do if you have faith and the wish is reasonable. If you wished for a Ferrari, I'm afraid no car dealership will just hand you the keys for free, son." Leo's dad said a glimpse of humor, in his tone. Everyone laughed including myself.

"Alright, I'll do it, now as for my wishes. Number one, I want all the powers and abilities of Muzaka from Noblesse, but I want to be able to turn into a full vampire like those shapeshifters from Kingston ville. Except my Vampire'a size must be changeable, commencing as small as a normal vampire up to the size of Fenris from Thor Ragnarok." "Damn kid... That's a lot to ask for, this would immediately make you extremely overpowered considering the worlds you want to go to." "So you're not doing it?" "I didn't say that, I don't mind you being overpowered, but it is going to cost you an extra wish. So what's your last wish?" "Arc of manifestation."

Irish ordered at them. "Let me wish first Daddy!" Bethena said, sparkling her eyes in the candles of her cake. "Hahaha. Okay my baby. Make a wish now," Basil said. "My wishes are to have lots of siblings and we become a happy family forever." Bethena start blowing one by one all the candles. "Daddy it's your turn." "Okay, Baby," Basil chuckled, looking at Irish. "What are you looking at?" Irish asked, raising her eyebrow. "Make a wish now."

"We did an exercise yesterday. 'My Three Wishes'. It’s a standard prompt. Most children wish for toys. Or pets. Or superpowers." She slid the paper across the low table. "Ethan’s wishes were... specific." Aurora looked at the paper. Ethan’s handwriting was improving, his block letters becoming more uniform. MY 3 WISHES By Ethan Vale-Cross (Age 6) 1. A real shield for the dragon. 2. That the castle doors stay locked. 3. That Maman and Papa don't get divorced. Aurora felt a cold hand grip her heart. Divorced.