Monster High 13 Wish Novels & Stories

"Alright, I'll do it, now as for my wishes. Number one, I want all the powers and abilities of Muzaka from Noblesse, but I want to be able to turn into a full vampire like those shapeshifters from Kingston ville. Except my Vampire'a size must be changeable, commencing as small as a normal vampire up to the size of Fenris from Thor Ragnarok." "Damn kid... That's a lot to ask for, this would immediately make you extremely overpowered considering the worlds you want to go to." "So you're not doing it?" "I didn't say that, I don't mind you being overpowered, but it is going to cost you an extra wish. So what's your last wish?" "Arc of manifestation."

"No. No, she isn't. She can decide to not like you if she wants. But she does, and it's not because she's paid to, it's because it's what her heart wants, alright? You're a lovable person and you have a pure heart and a great personality. Just because your mother, sorry your whole family is retarded in the brain doesn't mean you're the problem. They are the problem! You're perfect the way you are." "Hub–" "Listen to me. We'll go in there and you'll see if my Mum likes you or not. If she doesn't, we're leaving immediately and I'll make sure she never sees you ever again. I promise. But if she likes you, then you have to grant me a wish." "A wish?" "Hm. A wish." "Are you ready?" He asked and I

“Just one wish. And I know how much you hate your wolf. I know how much you wish your wolf looked like every other wolf. And if it would make you happy to wish for your wolf to be patched up, then I want you to be able to do that.” The breath left my lungs. I froze. The thing I had wanted since I’d gotten my wolf back and learned what she looked like. I could fix her. With one wish, I could make my wolf normal. No more exposed bones, no more terrifying red eyes, no more whispers of ‘monster’ behind my back. I could just be… normal. My heart pounded as I stared at Tyce, my body buzzing with elation. I could be normal. I could… But what if I lost my wolf’s fire? Could I really trade that away?

What have I discovered? There he was looking at the illumination with complete wonder. He wonders why the hall is like that, is this mysterious? he thinks but since he has never been a fan of superstition and the fact that he is a science student lets him conclude it must be some electrical wiring causing everything. He tries to open it but doesn’t know how to, it’s all flat lying on the stone table. He looks on the glass, it’s written, ‘Just wish’. Could this book be important, kept here?

“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!!!”

Was being called a person offensive? "If I am honest, you are the first one I have met in person. I have heard rumors though." He looked sad. Did it really matter if he had met other people like me? Was it that great to be different? Special? "The rumors are that noble vampires with colorful hair have special powers normal nobles do not. Powers like flying, shapeshifting, teleportation, and the ability to phase through things. I do not know if all of these are true though." So wait, I have one of these powers? How do I figure out witch?

“Nor do they let anyone touch them so easily. I’m surprised it let you touch it.” He picks up the whistle, hanging from a ribbon around his neck, and blows on it. “Game over. Blue team wins.” As his voice booms through the woods, I look at him, “What do you mean it shouldn’t have let me touch it?” “To be honest, kid,” Counselor Mikael eyes me, “I was under the impression that your alpha werewolf friend might be the only one to be able to make contact with it. The black orb is not a normal locator orb. It bonds with those it touches. It is interactive. And only those with incredible power can touch it.”

“Would you at least think about it?” “I don’t know.” “As thrilled as I am with your dream to become a whore, I do think you should try to become something more….more.” “My dream isn’t to be a vixen. That’s just a stepping stone.” I answered. Becoming a vixen would be nice for a while. I couldn’t see myself continuing doing that for the rest of my life. I had a bigger dream. Something I think would be a little bit more substantial. I raised my head, “I want to be a prized wife.”

It knew what I was about to do without admitting it. I pulled out my phone, there were still unread messages from Elias, but I didn’t bother opening it. I’ve closed that’s chapter of my life and I wasn’t planning on opening it anytime soon. I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at my phone, doubt creeping in. Valerie’s voice echoed in my head. A ritual. A wish. A bride. It sounded ridiculous but I knew Valerie couldn’t lie about something as serious as that. I’ve heard a lot about the werewolf kingdom, but I never really bothered to know more about them. But hearing about the one wish, I knew this was my chance to change everything.

I stared up at her, terrified. “Do you know what I want to wish for, Samuel?” My entire body shook. Then she spoke and the heavens listened. “I wish that no child will ever lose their family to monsters like you.” Lightning split the sky. “I wish no woman will suffer because power-hungry men decide her life is worthless.” The earth trembled. “I wish no innocent soul will be hunted, sold, murdered, tortured, or sacrificed ever again.” The wind roared. “I wish that from this day forward, anyone who seeks pleasure in the suffering of others... anyone who kills the innocent for power... anyone who walks the path you walked...”