Genie Grant Wishes Novels & Stories

We began to ascend the steps, but then I stopped, and he turned to look at me, that stoic expression on his face. "Don't even try anything funny." He warned with a burning gaze. Strike a deal, Iris told me a low tone, we can't do this just like that after abandoning our child for him. "I can't do this for free?" I tilted my chin. "You want a pay. No problem." He turned to continue ascending but stopped when he saw I wasn't following. "What is it now?!" "Not a pay, Your Majesty, but a wish." "Okay. I am a genie now?" He raised a brow. "We are losing time. If anything happens to m—"

It felt cold and soft, but Jade held onto it. "Grandpa... I can't take this any longer. I'm impatient, I can't wait any longer. I'm selfish and stupid at the same time. I might be greedy from wanting more from life but can you grant me this wish? I don't mind loosing the inheritance because I'm not your heir....but... all I want is to be with Sapphire. Hopefully, we get a heart donor. I want you to witness my joy, grandpa. Our joy. You call call me an idiot, a punk or any name you choose to. I'll gladly accept if you give me your blessing as your grandson. I don't know if I can endure loosing either of you right now."Jade wept heavily, placing his forehead on the handle of the stretcher. He

“Just spill it.” “Huh?” He tilted his head towards me. “I know you want to say something.” “A-Actually… it’s about Melissa’s wish..” “What about it?” I gripped at his hand tightly. “I want you to grant her wish.” “The University would. I don't care about their nonsense gimmicks.” He replied. “No, you are the one who can only make that happen.” Lucifer stopped walking and looked at me with furrowed brows. “What’s her wish?”

“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.

"Make your wish so that I may get back to sleep." I swallowed back a sudden burst of irritation. As with Abernathy, this dragon could make things right with the world, but he chose not to. Grinding back a retort, I made my wish. "I wish for Laeddin to be freed from his captors and his genie magic returned," I said quickly, clasping my hands together nervously. Netherby blew more bubbles and pushed away from me, swimming over to his corner. "That is your wish?" "Is that too much?" I sank to the ground, my boots brushing against the sand and the gems on the cavern floor.

“Now, what’s your second wish?” Dean frowned, hesitating as he said, “Um… I haven’t decided yet...” The messenger gritted his teeth, his tone tinged with exasperation. “Remember the rules, okay? No resurrecting the dead, no controlling anyone’s free will, and definitely no wishing to become a god. Stop overthinking it and just make a decision already!” Suddenly, an idea seemed to dawn on Dean. He looked up and asked, “Can you give me a gift? Or… A gift from your boss?”

I make it short, and he looks at me through narrowed eyes, confused, but I decide not to explain my crazy interaction with whoever that was, but do what I brought him here to do, and take the checkbook from my bag. “Tell me your name, please,” I request as I fill in the other fields, including the amount. “Why?” He asks suspiciously, making me smile. “Because I want to make your second biggest wish come true,” I answer as I look at him expectantly, and he opens his mouth, then closes it, not sure if he should talk, or if he can. “J-James Wilson.” He stutters in a shaky voice, probably realizing what I’m doing, and after I finish, I rip the check and give it to him.

"Don't worry, he'll be thanking me once he seals the deal." There was no antidote for what he had just used on Tina, and John would not have a choice. When the wish John had held on for years was realized, he would be awash with gratitude. However, he had no idea that even doctors could not help Tina, and he had never planned to take advantage of Tina. He was really worried that Tina would be in pain and rushed to the elevator while calling the family doctor, telling him to get there immediately. He rushed straight to his room when he arrived at the top floor, heading inside after unlocking it via the facial recognition system.

His hands, probably trembling with disbelief would have forced themselves to open the small gift box beside it. Inside, nestled on soft fabric, were the tiny remains of our unborn child. Its small hands curled into delicate fists, its eyes closed forever, never to grow, never to breathe. I could almost feel the impact on him, as if he had been struck by a physical blow. All the arrogance, all the anger, draining away, leaving him weak. The box would have slipped from his suddenly numb grasp, crashing to the ground. "What is Irene trying to do by sending this kind of thing on the day of the marking ceremony? Crazy woman!" he would have spat, kicking the box aside in disgust.

I said to him. “That’s not a wish, besides, you forgot the magic word,” he grinned. “Genie, I wish this useless guy in front of me would scram,” I folded my arms, waiting for his response. He smiled and did one thing with his hands while saying, “boom bada boom, first wish about to be granted,” he paused and looked around us, then at me, “where is the useless guy?” “Want to take a guess?”