My Wish Modern Novels & Stories

"And Christmas is coming up fast. But remember, wishes don't always come true exactly as we think they will. Sometimes they happen in ways we don't expect." Malaya nodded thoughtfully, then closed her eyes as Laila clasped her hands gently. "Ready to pray?" "Mhm." "Dear Lord," Malaya whispered solemnly, "please bless Mommy and my grandparents and family. Please let me get all the toys on my Christmas list… and please let me get my Christmas wish. Amen." Laila chuckled softly. "Care to tell me what your Christmas wish is, nugget?" Malaya's shoulders curled inward. "I… I don't want you to be mad at me."

She sat beside Emily, lit up the candles, and whispered to her, “Make a wish, sweetheart.” Emily weakly looked at the candle. Her birthday was no longer feeling special. She closed her eyes, inhaled deeply, and made her wish. "I wish my father will love me again. I wish he could see the hurt in my eyes when he ignores me and feel the emptiness in my heart when he's not there. I wish he could understand how much his presence means to me and how his absence affects me. I wish my dad could love me unconditionally, value me, and be proud of having me as his daughter." She finished and blew out the candles, hoping that her wishes would be granted.

"Zero, I'll come see you again next time." I waved back. Only, this time, it was a final goodbye. There wouldn't be a next time. I felt my wish had finally come true when I saw Mom finally find happiness and peace. Sometimes, I still wondered if people got another life. Whose child would I be in my next life? And if I ever got to celebrate another birthday, I hoped my wish would be something simple, like growing up safe and happy.

"This is a bank statement from November 2003. On November 18th, 18 thousand dollars was wired into your account. The man who transferred the money to you was Jack Watson—the same man who bought your son from you." Although there were a million people watching the livestream, it was deathly quiet at that moment. Felicity didn't move an inch as she stared at the camera. She looked as if her soul had escaped her body. The silence stretched on for ten seconds. Then, Felicity did something completely unexpected. A cold and resigned smile stretched across her lips. "Fine. I have to give credit where it's due. You're good." Her voice had changed, making her sound like a completely different person.

she asked. Jeremy was momentarily taken aback. How long had it been since Camilla had last asked for his opinion? He finally looked at her properly. She used to have brown wavy hair, but now it was straight and black. She was wearing a simple cream-colored T-shirt with a white maxi skirt. Straight black hair, long, flowy skirts, and youthful-looking outfits were all Zachary's favorites. It had been his 21st wish. Jeremy's gaze drifted to the bag hanging from her shoulder. Her phone was inside there somewhere. The password was Zachary's birthday, and the lock screen was an old photo of the two of them together, taken who knew when. That had been Zachary's 30th wish.

I laid there with my eyes closed as all the memories flooded back. It was like seeing my life flash before my eyes. I did not need air anymore, but I felt the need to take a breath. It was a lot to take in. I had a life with Anthony. I was happy. I had friends. I was loved. What more could I have asked for? But I did ask for more… for a life with him. My want had made a dent in our relationship. I was barely around Anthony these past two years. All because I asked too much of him. Then when he grants my wish, after I promised nothing would change how I feel… I deny him. I turned away… all because he loved me enough to tell the truth.

--- Do you guys want to see MeSsio's dreamy wedding, or do you want to know who stole those hot, sexy men from the border? Whisper: *I wish it was me, *sobs**

The pink diamond necklace around her slender, fair neck served as the perfect finishing touch, making her glow with a soft, rosy vibrancy, full of youthful bloom. Wendy planted a firm kiss on Asher’s cheek, thanked him again for the gift, and returned to her seat. “Should we have the cake first?” “There’s just two of us—we can’t finish all that. Let me make a wish first, and we can take the cake back with us.” Asher nodded and signaled the server to light the candles. The lights dimmed, and Wendy closed her eyes. Three wishes: First, she wished for her family and friends to stay healthy. Second, she wished Asher a smooth year ahead, winning every game.

I smiled, my heart warming with joy, and said, "Ok, let's try this and see!" I carefully took out the tiny tear from its resting place and placed it in the palm of my hand, feeling a surge of excitement and hope. I spoke the words Whisper had whispered to me, my voice filled with conviction and longing. "I wish for an ancient Luminari, Male, who would love Whisper with all of his heart and soul, and they would have many children together, filling their lives with joy and laughter, and live happily together forever!" Whisper's eyes grew wide with wonder and anticipation as the tear began to glow, radiating a soft, ethereal light. Then, in an instant, it disintegrated into dust, leaving behind

This is what she has been praying for, she has always wished to know the feelings of love, to give, and to get it in return, but she thinks she will never get it. The End