If Wishes Were Fishes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was about to go inside my room but a shooting star passed by. I was shocked for a while but managed to close my eyes and wrapped my hands together. I'm not into wishing stars but this time, I'll try. I won't lose anything, though. “Universe, my only wish is to have someone beside me. Someone that will fill this empty space in me that no one can do. Even just for a short period of time. This time that I feel like the huge world for me is suffocating, give me a home that I can run to whenever I want. I just need someone for the meantime.”

Glowing fireflies and dragonflies hovered in various parts of the area, meanwhile various dragonflies skipped around the lake in a carefree manner before vanishing due to their speedy wings. A few fairies could be seen flying about freely to their left while speaking quickly but quietly to each other. At the same time fairies that were near the teens who giggled with glee, meanwhile small faint buzzing noises could be heard from their wings catching the teens' attention. “Welcome to Misty Lake” Skye announced in a cheerful manner, now offering his hand to Anberine, who in turn was left transfixed by the harmonious scene that was being unveiled before her.

Under the singing, magickal waters, Belle’s eyes were still tearing, and still closed. “Well, I have good news, Annabelle, we can change that day. We can change all of the days we had like that one, you know?” “Yes, the Wishmaster said so.” “Do you want that?” “No. I think I made up my mind.” “Really!? Would you not have a healthier and happier life?” “Not at the price he’s asking, no.” “Well, it’s not a price,” the voice insisted. “It is just a fair exchange, energy for energy. One thing you like for many more that you’ve wanted to have your entire life. And more time alive. Wouldn’t you like that?”

It's a chance for Jonathan to experience what it feels like to be on the other side of unrequited love, mirroring the moments he neglected her affection, pursued others, and shattered her heart time and time again. This wish, in essence, is a way for Jonathan to face the consequences of his past actions and feel the heartbreak that Laura felt for so long. It's a "taste of his own medicine," a cosmic balancing of the scales, where the pain of rejection he inflicted is now being reflected back at him. This journey is part of his awakening, his chance to truly realize the depth of what he lost by pushing Laura away.

Harvey asked incredulously. After that, he sneered and added, "Do you think you can manipulate me into giving in by changing your approach, Samantha? I've repeatedly made it clear that there's nothing going on between Tiana and me! "It's just that she has a list of 100 wishes that I'm obligated to fulfill for her. And the engagement ceremony is her last wish! After this, I won't have anything to do with her." I sneered and asked, "Is that so? If that's the case, where are you right now?"

"Miss, are you marrying him of your own free will?" I hiccupped between sobs and nodded. "Yes." On the night we got married, I could not sleep. Yannick suddenly opened his eyes, catching me in the dark. "Do you want a milkshake or a cake?" he asked, totally serious. I shook my head. "Clam chowder or roast ham?" I shook my head again. He narrowed his eyes. "No way. Not until after the baby’s born." Wait, what? Where was his mind going?!

To fulfill his wish, I agreed to divorce Theodore, only to discover that Scott's illness was fabricated by them to trick me into divorce. Gasps of disbelief filled the entire hall. I went on, "I've figured it all out now. Since they want to be a family so badly, I might as well grant their wish." Then, I looked at Theodore and said, "I won't ever remarry you. I wish you and Ivanna a happy married life." Theodore was losing his mind. He forced himself to stay on his feet and asked accusingly, "Is it because of Hayden? When did you and Hayden rekindle your relationship?"

"What kind of debts?" "I'm not sure. But I think there might be people who aren't happy about how things ended for the Vescaris." Before I can respond, Jackson comes running back to us, his face bright with excitement. "Mama, come see! There's a fountain with fish in it, and the lady says I can throw pennies in and make wishes!" I force a smile and take his hand, but my mind is racing. We've fought so hard to get to this point, to find our peace and happiness.

The booth had a plate that read, 'The Wishing Booth' and another plate that read 'The Wishing Tree' by the tree. People seemed to have written their wishes on cards and hung them on the three. He walked over and glanced through some of the cards. "Um... 'Pass my exam'... 'Get my dream guy'... 'Slim down!', 'Get rich'!' He chuckled after reading a few cards aloud. "Do you want to write your own? Maybe it will come true." "I don't think I have any wishes. I feel like I'm the happiest person on earth, and it would be greedy of me to make any more wishes." She considered it in all seriousness and realized that she did not have any wish.

Or rather, someone holding him back. And Nicholas knew that it was the woman who he’d left sleeping in her apartment, flour caked all over her sweater. The same woman whose smile made his heart come alive, beating faster in her presence, his whole world seeming to get brighter the longer he stayed by her side. The woman who kissed like heaven. Nicholas also knew that if he signed these papers, if he signed over the rights to Christmas Wishes, there was a possibility that Molly Carmichael would never forgive him. There was a possibility that Molly Carmichael would be out of his life for good.