روايات وقصص ضمن God I Wish That Was Me

Before I left, the nurse asked, "Do you hate me for not letting you live the life of a wealthy child?" I turned back and replied, "No, I’m grateful."

He lost so much, and it's time for him to have it, too. "Akio," tawag ko sa kabila ng mga paghikbi ko. "If you cross either of those line, I wish.. I wish that you'll be reunited with the people you've lost." "Dummy.." "I wish you'll met them. I wish you'll be with them again. I wish you'll be happy with them." kumalas ako't nagpunas ng mukha dahil sa mga luhang bumasa sa pisngi ko. Malapad akong ngumiti. "I wish, that my grumpy Cinderella will finally have his happily ever after."

his gaze is thoughtful as it rests on me, “I have a good sense of people. I’ve aways had it. When I first saw you, I knew you were a good person. You have a sharp tongue but a good heart. You’re a fair person.” I stare at him. “Please tell me you did not just make a sappy, little speech because I gave you a flag.” His lips quirk. “Fine. We can pretend I didn’t say anything.” “Oh, thank God,” I mutter. “Or I would have to throw up.” “You know you attract more flies with honey rather than vinegar.” “Why would I want to attract flies?” I give him an annoyed look. “It’s a saying.” “Well, it’s a stupid saying.”

I have been through a lot in my life, I never got anything that I wish but today I badly want to make one wish and you should grant me. Please let me have Vincent. I want him forever, he’s a good loving person I have ever met in my life. Though we started in a weird way, I love him so much. I don’t know how I could describe this, but my feelings for him is immeasurable. I love him for all the good things he has done for me and I think he loves me too. Maybe I am wishing for something huge but I don’t care. Please, let me have him, please. She prayed, cuddling Hector and he embraced her too. Normal

I said. " What are you waiting, let's go inside and blow your candle," he said as he walked inside and I followed after him. "Blow the candle and make a wish," I space out for a minute, I couldn't still believe this. "C'mon," he said twice... I sighed as I closed my eyes and made a wish. “Lord, If there's one wish I want to ask you, that is to make Clench accept me for who I am, the true me. That when I already have the courage to confess to him what's my true identity, he will stay the same and stay with me. Amen.”

‘Cause I’m in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you’ll be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you’ll be mine Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time I think that you are the one for me ‘Cause it gets so hard to breathe When you’re looking at me, I’ve never felt so alive and free When you’re looking at me, I’ve never felt so happy’ I hastily wiped away my tears, getting emotional alongside them. They were happy tears of course. I was so happy for them knowing how much pain they both went through, but it was all worth it as I witnessed their love growing

I wished everything was that smooth. ....

As I openly stare at them kissing, I can't help but feel ripped off. I made a wish for Ace to return and instead, Wicked did. Even on my 21st birthday, the Gods like to make me suffer.

I think, I think I might be submissive," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. Vanessa's expression softened with understanding as she reached out to grasp my hand. "Really? How did you figure it out?" my breath caught in my throat, a mixture of relief and gratitude flooding through me. I had feared judgment or rejection, but Vanessa understood me. "It's your godfather, isn't it?" sighed in relief she didn't judge me or feel disgusted about me “Yes, he kinda made me his Sub yesterday. Gosh! I don't know, everything still feels new and weird but in a nice way. Thank you, Vanessa," I whispered, my voice choked with emotion.

"Then I heard you might be here." "And that changed your plans." "It did." The honesty in it disarmed me more than any compliment could have. I studied him for a moment, this man who had pulled me back from the edge of my own ending and then asked for absolutely nothing in return, who had spent months teaching me how to stand without ever once trying to be the reason I stood. "You look happy tonight," he said quietly. "Different happy. Not performing it." "I feel different." I glanced around the room, at the people who now wanted to know my name for reasons that had nothing to do with Jason Lawrence. "Like I finally get to exist as myself in a room like this."