Genie Grant Wishes Novels & Stories

I’ve never had anybody speak to me like that, as if I’m worth something, not after Dad. “I—” Hesitation makes me close my mouth. “There are probably things happening around you that you can’t quite understand.” My hand tightens in a fist, recalling my strange strength and my over-the-top healing, “I don’t know what you me—” “We can help you understand,” Director Yearwood cuts me off. “But for that, you have to give yourself time and you have to trust us.” She’s being quite vague and it’s obvious, but her tone is sincere. I find it hard to muster up my usual distrust around her.

I can see the fury in him, just like when they called me a bastard child. “There’s still a chance for you to get a wish,” I tell him softly. “But only if I win and donate one to you.” "Yes, yes . . . they said the winner can donate. Then none of the tests I have failed will matter." He wipes his tears away, hope returning to his eyes once more. “But you still have to pass the last three tests to earn the donated wish,” I remind him. “I will...I promise I will,” he says firmly. LORDRIN VARNO'S POV

said Wilbur. "Hold on and listen to me. I know you have a wish, but I will never grant someone's wishes casually here unless that person has made a significant contribution to the universe and its dimensional axis, one that can influence the very fabric of spacetime. At that point, depending on the wish points, I can fulfill one to three wishes for you. Typically, one major battle might earn you two to three wish points, and you need to accumulate a thousand wish points to have one wish granted. Furthermore, each servant has only three chances to make a wish in their lifetime. Once those three chances are used, no matter how many wish points are accumulated, no further wishes can be granted.

My fingers paused for a moment when the fifth person was selected. It was the woman again. I didn't know how she had managed to enter the waiting room where the callers were randomly selected again. Her eyes were even more bloodshot this time. The tip of her nose had turned bright red, and her voice was thick with tears. "I don't know what I did wrong, Connor. Can you tell me why you won't help me? Did I say something wrong? If money's the issue, I can give the deed of my house to you. I'm willing to do anything.

I fell silent, waiting for some reaction, but there wasn't even a blink. "Then that is a no?" "Of course. It's a resounding no," I replied, looking at him defiantly. "And for the damn car. I'm not going anywhere else with you." "Junior, son..." "Don't call me that! Why don't you ask my sister? For money, she'd surely be delighted. She'd give you half a dozen grandchildren if you asked her!" "I don't want a grandson. I want a son, Damián... I'm asking you for the last time: could you give me a son?"

I took the frame from Anthony and set it down on the table next to my prized picture of my childhood pet. Have I mentioned that my mom killed my precious Labrador just to punish me for being late to a charity ball she organized? She’s always been a heartless asshole now that I think about it. “I’ve noticed how uncomfortable you look around him,” he confessed, striking me as a much more thoughtful person than I’d taken him for, “but since I took the brunt of the unwanted therapy, I’m gonna need you to grant me a wish.” I didn’t hesitate to offer, “anything’s better than what you had to go through, so, all you need to do is name your wish and I’ll be the genie.”

“Um... I saw the expression on your face, and...” “If you had gone to another planner, it would definitely be impossible. But you’re with me, and I’m the genie of the lamp,” he said, starting to check some things on his tablet. “Besides, a wish from the beloved mother-in-law is something to be taken very seriously,” he added, seeing the older couple nodding and smiling. “Let’s see... it’s available this November and in March of next year.” “I like March; it gives us time to organize everything calmly, and November would be difficult because that’s when our companies prepare for the end of the year,” Jayden commented.

No matter what happens in the future, he will always remember this lucky day—the day when Briana finally granted him her forgiveness and also gave him another gift—a promise that if something bad happens to Jack and he passes away, she will return to his arms. Wow! Such a fantastic feeling! He can't stop smiling. He stayed in his office for one hour, lying on the couch where Briana lay before, imagining himself embracing her on the couch. How nice would it be if they had a child together? He looked heavenward and said, "God, please grant one of my greatest wishes. I want to have a child with Briana someday! Please grant my wish! Thank you in advance, Lord!" He knew that he had to make that w

Charlie snapped at Kyle. " Oh please, what should I do then...cry? " Kyle rolled his eyes. " He already said the genie accepted to grant his wish and asked for his firstborn male child in return. If the deal is done, then what? " " It's not as if you want me to believe all the nonsense he just told us anyway " He added with a hiss. " What is wrong with you dude?! Genie's do exist just like every other mythical creature " Charlie glared at him.

“You take it easy, Siska. I promised to pay for your family as well as your brother’s tuition fees. So, you don’t have to be sad.” Very nice. This is what I want to hear. “So, Grandpa doesn’t want to stop supporting the family? Indeed it is not my business. So, Grandpa also doesn’t have the right to arrange my wedding. It’s not Grandpa’s business. I knew that Grandpa would not agree with anything I said because you would continue to grapple with your ego and continue to feel indebted to that family. However, I don’t have any debt to her family, and to repay Grandpa’s debt to them has nothing to do with me. I’m not a tool to pay debts! If you still think of me as your only grandson, think car