Wish Book Novels & Stories

We watch as Miss Baker turns around and walks to her desk. “So – so what are we looking for?” I question him. He has to tell me now so that I could help him look for it. “Okay so the myth we are looking for is most often called The moonlight wish” he says , already digging into shelves. “The moonlight wish?” I say to myself softly while placing my bag on the ground so I can start looking through the shelves content too. “Yeah , I will explain it to in greater detail when we find something about it – mainly it’s back story” he looks to me with a serious face. I am actually quite excited to learn about it , he is keeping me in suspense and it is stirring up my curiosity.

At first , her hand forms a circle and then a triangle – her mouth vomit words that none of us understand. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing?!” Andrew asks again , before raising to his feet. However , the woman continues to ignore him and chant. “This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my har

She announced stubbornly, “You know, I think I deserve more than one wish after all that’s happened, so I’m going to make wishes and I want you all to hear them.” “Well, okay then, Miss Warrior, let’s hear them.” “First, I wish that I could have a swimming pool in the backyard. Second, I wish that Seraphiel could come back to us. Third, I wish that everything in those towns would be back to the way it was. That’s what I want. Oh, and that Mama and Michael get married!” She blew out her seven candles, one for each year, and one for good luck. “There! Now, can I have a piece of pizza, please?”

Bonnie nodded and thanked me again. Then I turned to Crystal, “So, young lady, what are your three wishes?” She smiled, “Okay. My first wish is for a swing set outside.” I nodded and snapped my fingers, “Done. You’ll just have to wait until morning to play on it.” She smiled, “Okay. Wish number two is for my own library filled with books that I can read.” I nodded and took her hand. We walked to her room, and I snapped my fingers once. When we walked into her room, she squealed in excitement as she saw one whole wall of her room is now bookshelves. She hugged me and smiled, “Wish number three, I have to whisper it.” I bent down close to her, and she got close to my ear and whispered, “Will y

"I see you like me, which is why I'm going to give you a gift for not scolding me." "Are you chastising me?" "You know how things usually go. You have a temper tantrum because a child sees an older woman like me.” "No, not at all." "Let us not linger on it. Please extend your hand." "Why my hand?" "This is your present." “Okay.” Violet took the woman's hand in hers, closed her eyes, and placed her palm against hers. It was a gift from her mentor Qontessah, and it helped her win over people by telling them their fortunes.

One catches my attention, its title still legible beneath the grime. Book of Prophecy: The Witches’ Oracle. The words stir something in me. Prophecy. Oracle. Strange, heavy terms that feel both hollow and important. I flip it open. The first page is blank. The second, torn. The rest, scrawled in symbols I do not understand, curving letters that look more like marks than words. They mean nothing to me. Useless scratches. Until a small slip of paper falls from between the pages. I lift it, my heart tightening, and for once the words are clear enough to read.

Our lives were the only thing that have value right now. Luciana, on the other hand, doesn't even have accessories in her body. Not even those wooden-made ones. Similar to me, we were outcasts in their time. But I cannot trade our lives to that old woman. Never. The old woman paused for a moment before pointing a crooked finger directly at me. With a tone that carried a sense of both sorrow and anticipation, she asked, "Are you willing to trade the book beneath that piece of cloth for one wish?" Surprised, I hesitated, clutching the book closer to my chest. It was a relic passed down through generations from Luciana's parents, filled with ancient spells and lost knowledge.

I brush my thumb against his cheek, “I meant what I said. I love you and I’m staying. I don’t know how to avoid being bound to anyone else, but we’ll figure it out. You’re worth figuring it out.” He smiles warmly, and then furrows his brows in confusion, “Wait, how come we’re not bound again? I’ve been touching you since you granted my wish.” “Molesting me in my sleep, how lovely.” He rolls his eyes, “Very funny.” I smile, “One wish only, those are the rules. You can’t just re-touch the same visum and hope for a new wish, that’s not how it works.” “What if they bumped into a different visum?”

"Desperate time calls for desperate measures." Ever since Victoria got hurt, Wendy had been disdainful of Yves. She wanted to decline his request. However, she remembered how he came all the way to bring her novels when they were in Yrinas. She stealthily extended five fingers. "50 million dollars? Deal!" Wendy was elated. She immediately hugged him. "Hubby, it's you! It was too dark, and I … I … Why are you hurt? "I've been searching for you for so long. How did you end up here?"

Hence, I returned to Harbor City and taught Grace a lesson. The sycamore tree in my yard, once vibrant, was now wilting. I called every gardener in the city, determined to save it. People thought I was crazy, spending so much on a tree, but I didn’t care. That tree reminded me of her, of everything I’d lost.