The Greatest Wish Novels & Stories

He knelt after lighting the candle. After that, he began to make his wish. Flynn watched this quietly with a wicked smile. "I have three wishes. Do you want to know what they are?" Fred sat down and said with slight hesitation. Flynn said nothing, and Fred continued. "My first wish is for my girlfriend to return to my side. My second wish is for my father to stop looking down on me. My third wish is to get so scared out of my mind." "Scared out of your mind?"

Under his expectant gaze, I shook my head. “It’s gone.” The last wish was gone. Just moments ago, I traded my life for my final wish. I tightened my grip on the sacred token in my hand and whispered his name, “Alex… I’m dragging you down with me!” He did not hear that part as he was answering a call from the hospital. He grabbed me and rushed to the hospital. “Valentina’s delivering, Lilian! Wish for her and the baby’s safety now!” Valentina Wilson was Alex’s childhood sweetheart. She claimed the baby in her womb was the reincarnation of an angel and that it needed the blessing of a mermaid to survive the birth.

I know it and I find myself accepting it without fear or question I never imagined I would be those people who dread going to work. I love my job, or more accurately I loved my job. Max is an amazing boss, our office is fun but I can’t seem to get back into my groove. I shake the feeling that I need to let go of this life and something greater will come to me.

“Hmm. It might be too much information for you, but…” “It’s okay.” “Yes.” “I could handle this much, Sire.” “Lady Maharlika, I am very grateful for your help. I really wish I could repay your sincerity.” “Then if I were to wish now, will you gladly grant it Sire?” What would she wish for? Even if it is for a miracle, he would risk what he could to grant anything she would wish for. “I wish to take a leave from work.” But what she wanted was harder than a miracle.

She rode up to the observation deck and stood looking out over the sprawling desert ground, half expecting a genii to pop up and ask to Grant her a wish. ''And what would she your third wish be Madam ?'' The boy said dramatically from beside her, bowing with a flourish and she turned around laughing. ''I've had my first and second wish already?'' He nodded. Your first was that whatever you say should come to pass and after encountering a lot of difficult because of that, your second wish was that everything go back to how they once were -- which explains why you've forgotten everything. So what would your third wish be?''

Everything just seem perfect! My eyes got to the last corner and i saw dad, still talking to the strangers, i shook my head lightly in disdain and continued. I decided to comport myself, since i'll still have to acknowledge him anyways. "A special appreciation also goes to my father, the famous business mogul and the CEO of "The Jones' Empire", Mr Jones Edward!" The claps resumed again and all eyes drifted to his direction. He was obviously uncomfortable, as he faced them, and waved at them awkwardly.

A small gasp escaped my lips when I sighted something move really fast in the sky. Oh my God! It's a shooting star! I stared at it in awe, it was so beautiful. 'Make a wish' Closing my eyes I took in a deep breath. "I-I wish.. i would finally be happy for once in my life." Opening my eyes, I watched as the star moved pass me. I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling like things are going to be okay for me. I would finally be happy.

"I mean it." "I know you do." His dimples went in as he smiled. "And I want to thank you too because so many times, I thought about giving up. I mean... It has never been this hard for me to bag a deal, if it's hard then it's impossible. That's what I thought. But then you walked back into my life a year ago and told me not to give up. "You told me that the greatest jewels were always the hardest to find but in the end, it is always worth it. Thanks to your motivations, I was able to keep going and that led me here. So thank you."

When I answered, I already knew what to expect. Before Lily came back, I had held onto a glimmer of hope—hope that Silas’s indifference was temporary, that one day Yael and I could thaw his cold heart. Sadly, now I realized that some hearts could never be warmed. It was my own fault for wishing for too much and being greedy. On the phone, Silas’s voice carried a hint of exhaustion. “I had too much going on yesterday and couldn’t make it.” I responded flatly, “It’s fine. Yael is used to it.”

Nancy Cole looked at Anaan in the long light of the evening and thought of her father as a young man in a photograph, standing in this same garden, smiling with his whole face. She thought he would have wanted her to be happy. She thought, with a clarity that did not require argument, that she was. — END — HIS GRANDFATHER'S LAST WISH