Eleanor Wish Novels & Stories

Photographs spilled onto the desk—not corporate documents, but personal ones. A young woman, beautiful and vibrant, with hazel soft eyes—Eleanor, smiling in a sun-drenched garden. Later, she was pregnant, looking sad and lost. And him. A boy. Darian. My breath hitched. Here he was, maybe eight or nine, standing beside a somber Eleanor.

Calvin looked at the burning cigarette with a lonely expression, the faint red smoke swirling with the sharp scent of nicotine. “I want to know too, but I haven’t had the chance to ask. The people I sent to investigate couldn’t find anything about her past.” “If even your people can’t find her, then the matter must be complicated.” Calvin was thinking the same thing. When Eleanor left, she had been just a girl, not yet twenty. How much power could she possibly have held back then?

Eleanor doesn't like attention especially from her sister. I turned and winked at her. She again rolled her eyes. Eleanor's POV That annoying little dumbass freak. How could he leave me alone? That player. God!! That dumbass made me blush!! Why am I feeling like that?? I want to rip that hand that's hanging around Olivia's waist. Why? Are you jealous? My mind giggled at me. Don't you dare confuse me with some shit!!! If you do that again I will pull you out and smash you! I warned my mind.

My face lightened up and my lips curved into a smile, it was as if the burden on my chest had been lifted. Eleanor left because she found out King Derek was the monster that killed her parents and the only reason she is still in that Palace is because she has forgotten about it. All I have to do is make her remember without the knowledge of the witch. “Now I have to make her memory come back without involving the witch,” I said to myself with a smile on my face.

“No. She was… a problem.” “A problem?” Ayra’s voice rose, almost cracking. “She-” “She was using you,” Lisbeth cut in sharply. “Eleanor didn’t care about family. She saw an opportunity—profit, alliances, the kind of power she thought she could wring from the Wendells’ enemies. She was going to sell you into her own schemes.” Ayra shook her head. “No. You’re twisting things.” Lisbeth’s gaze was unflinching. “I’m telling you the truth. I tried to reason with her, but she wouldn’t listen. So I… removed her from the board.”

And the prince wasn't helping this time. Though he was supposed to, and he had the power to, but instead he chose not to. She understands how hard it is to deny true love but life matters here. What if this isn't a fairytale. What is she gets killed? Where is the happy ending? Gwen was completed worried, she really wishes she has the power to do something. Most especially run far away from here. Start a new life somewhere else. Nikolai surely heard the tragic news of what happened to Eleanor, but he wasn't happy seeing her sad and completely lost in thoughts all the time. He could swear he loves this lady so much and would do anything to make her happy, but everything he tried isn't working.

Two children appeared in the long grass not far from them and looked up to watch as they rode past. “Eleanor,” Fann voice was soft in her hair, “how long until you want to try for a bairn?” “I do not want one any time soon.” “I ken you want to wait a while, but how long?” “I am not sure.” “Well, why then? What do you want to wait for?”

“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!!!”

Mary said as she swallowed hard. Elliot stared deeply at her, he could see the fears in her eyes. For so many years he had grown to love her, from the first day she was brought by Lord Luther to serve as his maid. They have been seeing each other secretly, not wanting the maids or the armies to suspect them together, and also keeping it away from Lord Luther's ears.