16 Wishes Novels & Stories

“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!!!”

Felt that? So what if one day, when fairy tales and happiness are too absurd for you, someone offered you-- Not a fairy god mother, not a witch, not genie, not a mist... but just someone who can make you happy, offering to make you feel it again. But of course nothing lasts forever. Only fifty five real happiness, real wishes. Once you feel happy for fifty five times, the ones who came to make you happy will be disappear like they never happened. You have to continue as if they never existed. Would you take it or would you leave the offer and find your own happiness?

We watch as Miss Baker turns around and walks to her desk. “So – so what are we looking for?” I question him. He has to tell me now so that I could help him look for it. “Okay so the myth we are looking for is most often called The moonlight wish” he says , already digging into shelves. “The moonlight wish?” I say to myself softly while placing my bag on the ground so I can start looking through the shelves content too. “Yeah , I will explain it to in greater detail when we find something about it – mainly it’s back story” he looks to me with a serious face. I am actually quite excited to learn about it , he is keeping me in suspense and it is stirring up my curiosity.

“You’re in our world now. Wishes can come true. If I were you, I’d grab the opportunity.” “But would it still count, since it isn’t my birthday anymore?” I ask. “I say it’s worth a try,” Ariah urges. “We take wishes seriously around here. Now make one, and make it good.” “And most importantly, don’t tell anyone,” Nate adds. I sigh, leaning forward, and close my eyes. There’s a lot I can wish for. Yet the only thing I want more than anything right now is for my new friends to be the real deal. I won’t be able to handle any more heartbreak. Or more stagnant relationships that do more harm than anything.

At the back of the room, there was a space where I knew a copy of Clarissa's third mock exam scores and college entrance exam results would soon be posted. I opened my mother's latest diary entry. [Clarissa, I hope you understand the love I've given you. Even though you've become distant these past few years and no longer call me "Aunt Fiona", it's okay. After your college exams, you'll come back to me. It's been eighteen years, and I've waited for you for so long. When we're reunited, you'll see through the Gardners' hypocrisy. You'll understand what I've sacrificed for you.]

“ First wish, I will give you wealth, fame and prosperity. Every generation shall hear of your name. Two, power. You will have the power to rule over the earth and not even the United State president can take that power away from you. Third, eternity. You shall live to see your fourth generation. Your choice. “ Mr Richeal thought for a while, he knew this was too much for him. He knew having the three wishes all to himself would make him a god. But he wasn’t the greedy type. All he wanted was happiness, and a little enjoyment before his death. The power and eternity, was actually not his thing. “I choose the first wish.” He said. He smiled again. “Granted.” He stands up to leave. “ I didn’t

“No peeking.” “Petty.” Sienna simply turned around, walked to the side of a tree branch, and cocked her head to look at the wishes written by others on the red cloth. There was one written in crooked and childlike handwriting, which read: ‘I didn’t do well in my exam this time. I hope that I can get less beatings when I go home.’ There was also a young couple who made a joint wish, saying: ‘I hope that we’ll grow old together, get married, have children, and live a happy life!’

“People do have a lot of wishes.” “Well, today I decided to grant you some too.” He said to me. “Grant me?” I said eagerly. He laughed heartily. “Yes. Whatever you need. Tell me and I’ll do it. No harm will come to you. Today is your day. I want you to enjoy it.” “Wishes.” I smiled to myself. I had stupid wishes and dangerous wishes. But who am I to say no to His majesty’s need? “You are now sixteen. I think trying to grant some of your wishes would ease the resentment you have on me.” He said.

"It's just rain." "I'm sorry, Lily. Mommy didn't give you a good birthday today." "It's okay, Mommy. I already made a secret wish." "Oh?" I smiled, feeling a little ray of light through the gloom. "Can you tell me what it was?" "I wished for Mommy to be happy forever!" Lily smiled brightly, her voice loud and clear. I looked at her, my eyes tearing up again. She was only five, but she already understood how I felt.

" Five or six suitcases sat open in front of her, and she looked determined not to leave until they were filled to the brim. Marcus' patience wore thin, and he frowned. "Lexi, you don't need all these diamonds, pearls, and fancy dresses for a trip. All of this will only weigh you down." Alexia blinked, puzzled. "But all these things are important to me! I want to take amazing photos that will make everyone envious. I can't leave anything behind." Wesley yawned and finally said, "Marcus is right. Just take what you like and leave the rest. They aren't going anywhere."