Three Wishes Book Novels & Stories

The first time, I had made a good wish, but it turned into a disaster. The second time, I made the opposite wish, hoping for bad to turn into good, yet the bad came true again. It was not some wish-granting match. It was Pandora's box. However, if I did not make a wish, we were doomed anyway. The third match was the only chance for my parents and me to turn things around, but what should my third wish be? My mind was a mess, but my parents needed me, so I pushed it aside and focused on taking care of them.

"But didn't you say you’ll make whatever wish of mine come true as long as you can do it? If I don't say it out loud, how are you going to make my wishes come true?" "Those are wishes. I can grant you three wishes, but your birthday wishes should be... things God can help you to achieve. For example, growing your business or living a long life," she said. However, he said, "Both my wishes and birthday wishes are all related to you." As he spoke, he looked down and gently pried open her forefinger and made a ‘1’ gesture while holding her hand. "My first wish is for you to celebrate my birthday with me every year until I die."

I managed to say, wagging my head, and mimicking the usual way he calls me. He chuckled, "I'll send my wishes and gifts by morning. It's time to go!" He kissed my cheek again, and withdrew slowly from me. With that, he got into his car and drove off. I sighed in relief and signaled at the driver to take me home, i've gotten enough for the day, and it was already getting dark outside.

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."

I grin, “First, let me make sure you understand that what I will be bringing to this establishment is worth it's weight in gold, but I don't want gold, mommy and daddy had plenty I will be inheriting.” He looks impressed, “Really?” “Their law firm is gold. And I’m sure there are real gold pieces somewhere around the house.” There is a gleam in his eye I did not quite understand. He doesn't let me decipher it before wiping it away. “Okay fine. Name your price.” I give him a smile. “Grant me three wishes.” A frown settles on his handsome face, and I want to smoothen the wrinkles out with my hands. “Why three?”

“This is a wish tree, but it doesn’t work like a typical wishing well. Instead, it reveals whether a wish can be fulfilled or not, and explains why it can or cannot be realized.” He continued, “I made a wish to be with Neil. The tree deity said the chance was zero and provided a reason that perfectly aligned with my thoughts.” There was a glimmer of resignation and acceptance in Peter’s eyes, suggesting he had been mentally prepared for this outcome. The wish tree seemed to possess a mystical power, revealing deep truths hidden within the heart.

"Of course. If you weren't there, who would accompany Grandma to our wedding?" Abigail curled up her lips again. "Thank you, Barbara. I'm glad my childhood friend found a girl as kind as you." Barbara waved her hand in front of her chuckle. "I am the lucky one to find a man as good as him." Abigail nodded slightly. After a blink, she looked back at the twins. "Then, what about your third wish?" Louis snapped his fingers even though it didn't make a sound. "Our third wish is for Ava's mother to recover. We hope she can wake up soon and meet all of us."

He kept staring at her hand but hesitated to say his third wish. "What's your third wish?" Serenity could not help but ask. "I won't say for the time being. I'll tell you when I need to," Jackson murmured. "But when I tell you the third wish… Will you grant my wish as long as it's within your means?" "Yes," Serenity agreed readily. Jackson gazed up at her. "That's a promise. I hope you mean it." "What is your third wish? Why is it so mysterious?" Serenity got curious.

he laughs "Oh child, you've been exposed to this world too much, there's no way you can take down someone like me" "Wanna bet?" He smirks, he suddenly disappears and reappear behind me and pushes me "See?" He said looking at me on the ground "No fair, I didn't know you could teleport" he gives me a hand "Am going to grant you 3 wishes and when you make all 3, it's going to cost you" "No, I don't need your wish" I began walking away

"We did an exercise yesterday. 'My Three Wishes'. It’s a standard prompt. Most children wish for toys. Or pets. Or superpowers." She slid the paper across the low table. "Ethan’s wishes were... specific." Aurora looked at the paper. Ethan’s handwriting was improving, his block letters becoming more uniform. MY 3 WISHES By Ethan Vale-Cross (Age 6) 1. A real shield for the dragon. 2. That the castle doors stay locked. 3. That Maman and Papa don't get divorced. Aurora felt a cold hand grip her heart. Divorced.