Three Wishes Bedding Novels & Stories

Dozens of them—each one unique, from vintage classics to modern F1 models, all placed like treasures from a forgotten boyhood. In the center of the room sat a grand king-size bed—massive, layered in white and gray silk sheets, with a duvet soft as clouds and pillows stacked like a fortress. At the foot of the bed was a woven bench, and beside it… a small set of folded matching pajamas. One in midnight blue for him, the other in soft peach satin for her. She blinked at the sight of it.

She squeals, jumping on the bed, Dutch joining her as she does a little victory dance, her childish cackles fill my heart with joy. The room itself was a baby pink colour, it was so light it was almost white, the bed sat to the side of the room, it was a huge 4 poster king size bed, draped around it and over the top was soft pink tulle, the sheets were a crisp white colour, the added sheets and blankets were different shades of pink, placed neatly on her bed. A large cushion was placed in the middle, on the middle of it had the pack symbol, below it, it read ‘Princess Baylee’ in pink.

A wave of my hand got his attention and he came right over, “Yes, Luna? What can I help you with?” “I would like this set, bedframe, chest and two nightstands. I will find mattresses later. Do you have desks and shelves in ashen colors as well?” “We do, not that exact shade, but ones that would compliment these ones. Would you like me to show you?” He answered while taking notes on a hand held device, tracking my orders as I rattled them off.

When she shuts the door , I go to sit on her bed. I examine the room , and I am at awe at how luxuries royalty lives in. Their bed is humongous , it could fit at least three to four full grown men. It is covered with soft duvets that are beautifully designed with different shadings and materials. The room itself is the size of three workers room combined. From the ceiling a big chandler hangs from it , which lights up the room. Unlike the workers room , Royalty ceilings have no leaks or cracks - just plain white ceiling that are perfectly patched up.

"Mom, next Wednesday is my birthday. Could you get me a dress?" My 18th birthday was coming, and I wanted to look presentable for once. My mother stood in the walk-in closet, trying on the custom-made gowns she had ordered. Each time she tried one on, she would compare it with a pink diamond-studded evening gown she had just had steamed and pressed. I knew that gown was for Clarissa Gardner. "Here, what do you think? Does this go well with that one?"

She whispered. "Agreed to do what," he asked. "Simple, we will… "Wait, like in the movie, you want us to be bedmates," he yelled. She nodded. "Something like that," Louis shook his head and stepped away. His heart seemed to be hurting as he realized her intention. "You want us to be bedmates," he repeated. Andrea smiled at the look on his face. "It's a very good offer, don't you think?" "Relationships shouldn't be based on sex...

The priest handed her three red wish-bands and asked her to write her wishes before hanging them on a tree. Slowly regaining her senses, she took the pen from the priest and wrote on the three red wish-bands. First wish, for Clarissa's safety. Second wish, for Albion's health. Third wish, … At this point, her hand holding the pen paused. Images related to Cline flashed through her mind. Seeing her hesitation, the priest kindly said, "If someone comes to mind, write their name. No need to worry." Luana then wrote, "Third wish, for Cline's happiness."

“Not anymore.” I took another step closer, close enough to catch the faint scent of her perfume—a mix of something floral and sweet, something that was purely her. My hand itched to reach out, to touch her, but I held back. Noticing the tension between us, she moved away from me and sat on the couch. “Alpha Nathan, do you recall the promise you made—that all my wishes would be fulfilled? Well, I have three wishes,” she said. I swallowed hard and sat on the opposite couch.

She continued, "I was trying to wish you a long, happy, beautiful life, Renee, I swear. I misspoke, and now the match is gone, so there's just nothing I can do... You're such a good person, though. You'll forgive me, won't you?" She blinked and smiled brightly, yet her gaze was filled with venom. I let out a sigh and said, "My third wish is for our parents to live long, healthy lives and for you to face the consequences you deserve." Vera clicked her tongue impatiently. "One match can only grant one wish. I already made the wish, so you can save yours for your next life." With that, she turned to leave. However, I suddenly pulled out a freshly burned match from behind my back.

"My king, he is not able to cure him. My friend is on the verge of death." "Hm, if you want our royal doctors to treat him. Then I must tell you, if Yuddhrama cannot treat him then he has a very less chance of surviving. I don't want to give you false hope. But I will still fulfill it if this is your wish," He said. "My king," I said. "We don't want the royal doctors." "Then?" "We want to go to The Great Black Sea in search of The Wish Fish." Everyone present there started murmuring. The king raised his hand up. They all became silent when they got the signal.