My Wish Modern Novels & Stories

Naomi Henderson, my girlfriend, makes three wishes on her birthday night in front of the birthday cake I have baked for her. Her first wish is for Bryan to stay safe and well every day. Her second wish is for Bryan's project to win an award. Her third wish is for the cat she and Bryan raise together to grow up safe and healthy. Bryan Green is none other than my best friend. I stand by the table, still holding the candles I haven't lit yet, while everyone in the room laughs and joins in on the fun. Bryan turns to Naomi with a playful smile. "How come you didn't make a wish for Julian? He's your boyfriend, you know." Naomi smiles with absolute certainty. "Do I even have to guess what his

I can’t help but think that I am so lucky to be the lucky bastard who gets to take it off of her tonight. We are about to walk out of the bedroom when Crystal taps on my mate’s arm, “Princess, I know what my three wishes are!” Elisa replied, “Can you remember them until after the reception? You can tell them to me when I get you set up in your new home, tonight.” Crystal covered her mouth to stifle a scream, then her eyes dropped, “Now I have to think of a new third wish.” I laughed, “Maybe you should be thinking about want rather than things you need.”

My eyes flicked to the clock on the wall as the hands slowly ticked forward, but there was no sign of him returning. The wound burned even though it was the middle of winter. I was sweating from the pain, my body betraying me. Desperate, I reached for my phone, but as soon as I unlocked it, a notification popped up, showing me a new post from Grace. [Stargazing with the Big Guy,] it read, with a picture of them both camping on a mountainside. I let out a bitter laugh. The algorithm sure knew exactly how to twist the knife when I was at my lowest.

But few years after, I was able to find her again on the the famous app called palmchat, and I began stalking her. You read that right. I've been stalking Melissa Jones for over four years now, and for reasons I do not know, I've never been able to summon the courage to message her on I*******m, which is now the happening spot. What ever the case may be, I'm grateful to almighty, for making my father cross paths with Melissa, and being thoughtful enough to choose her for me. Finally, I can reunite with my highschool sweetheart again, and hopefully together, we can work our ways to find the great endearment they call LOVE.

The second wish was for her to buy an apartment on March 14, 2022 at 2 pm. The third wish was for her to be immortal. The fourth wish was that no harm would return to him, no matter how hard she practiced. The fifth wish was that both she and her mother would be immortal and not age. The sixth wish was for her mother to be completely dependent on her and not be able to do anything that was technological on her own, and that she didn't understand technology. The seventh wish was that everything from vegetables would increase, food and food would increase. The eighth wish was that her mother wouldn't get any more jobs, work or anyone else to hire her.

He went over and read one. I wish that I didn’t have to move. I wish that Dad’s didn’t have to go to California. Also, I wish for a puppy that doesn't make me sneeze. The innocence of the wish hit him like a hard punch to the gut. He read the next snowflake. I wish my mom didn’t have to worry about her job. I wish that she could be happy again. Also, I wish for a unicorn. That one was marked with Molly’s name.

What kind of shity wish is that. "You are still there right?" She snickers. "Or do you want to go back on your words?" "Just shut the trash butthole. I will do it." Its not like it's really going to come true. If only wishes where horses. I drop my phone on the table next to me. closing my eyes then take deeo a breath. I wish that my Mr right will be the first guy I set my eyes on tomorrow. Staying still for some seconds like a magic wand will pop out from thin air and my prince will appear right in front of me, I pry my eyes open, picking my phone up.

I sniffed again, feeling like I won against the strongest wolf in our kingdom. He waved his hand in the air, and suddenly, a soft golden glow surrounded us. “How about I grant you a wish to make up for it?” My eyes went wide. “A wish? Really? Like, a real wish?” “Yep,” he said with a lazy smile. “One wish. Anything your little heart desires. But make it quick, I have places to be.” I thought about it for a moment, my mind was rushing me. A wish! Anything! I could wish for all the butterflies in the world, or the biggest cake ever, or—

She took it, the cold sweetness of the vanilla soft-serve melting on her tongue, and he watched her with those impossibly dark eyes, something tender and electric flickering in their depths. --- At one point, Nia spotted a small children’s shop with tiny shoes and baby clothes in the window. She hesitated, her lips parting in a soft, wistful sigh. Damien’s hand found hers, his thumb brushing the back of her palm. “We don’t have to look if it makes you sad.” She shook her head, her voice small. “It’s not sadness. It’s… just a wish I didn’t think I’d ever have.” His gaze was steady, quiet. “When you’re ready, tell me your wishes. I’ll find a way to make them real.”

But that was no longer what I wanted. I had been unconscious for three days. Noah had called in all the healers in the city to see me, but none could figure out what was wrong, until he found the witch who had helped me return to the past. The witch lit some sage around me. She said, “She will wake up soon. She went through a great deal of effort to grant your three wishes. What’s done is done.” Noah had no idea what those three wishes were. Harper called him repeatedly, but Noah said he needed to be with his Luna, not her.