Wish Books Novels & Stories

Simply staring at the fire, engulfed in our thoughts. “You know, on nights like this it’s special because the moon goddess blesses werewolves and their wishes. For some, tonight is the night they get to meet their mates and for some, it is the first time they wolf out, for some, it’s the beginning of a glorious destiny,” I muttered while I stared at the fire but I could clearly feel her gaze on me. She inched closer so our hips could touch. “I think I have a wish,” “Let me guess, run as far as you can from Alpha Hansel and his troubles,”

I wasn’t certain how to face Monica after what she had done to me and then I wouldn’t know how to face the other girls that may have to suffer the same fate without knowing a way to help them. It didn’t take long for me to realize that there wasn’t something that I wanted to wish for in particular. However, it wasn’t every day that I could get the see fireworks on display like this so it would be a waste not to wish for anything. I wonder what the prince is wishing for? Before I fully understood what I was doing, my mind was already making a silent wish to the fireworks that were still lighting the dark sky above us. ‘I wish that all of Prince Leonard’s wishes will be granted without fail…’

“No peeking.” “Petty.” Sienna simply turned around, walked to the side of a tree branch, and cocked her head to look at the wishes written by others on the red cloth. There was one written in crooked and childlike handwriting, which read: ‘I didn’t do well in my exam this time. I hope that I can get less beatings when I go home.’ There was also a young couple who made a joint wish, saying: ‘I hope that we’ll grow old together, get married, have children, and live a happy life!’

They planned to tarnish my reputation and revoke my eligibility to study abroad. After everything was resolved, I visited Talia to thank her properly. She sighed and said, "If you wish to thank me, do me a favor." It was then that she told me about Wayne and his first love, Yuliana Quinn. They had grown up as childhood sweethearts. But on the eve of their wedding, Yuliana died in a car crash while trying to save Wayne. When he woke up and learned what had happened, he fell into an unrelenting grief. He locked himself in his room thereafter, effectively shutting out the world.

“Would you say you had fun?” “When?” he asked. “From the moment you met me until right now,” Molly replied. “Would you say you had fun?” “Of course, I had fun, Molly,” he said softly. “I was with you.” “And would you say that the things we did, like helping the Brownstones with their decorations, helping out Hannah with her float. These are all things that Christmas Wishes does for the community. Would you say that doing those things felt worthwhile?” she asked. “Yes, I would agree with that,” Nicholas said. The memories felt good inside of his chest, clashing horribly with the guilt building in his stomach. “Doesn’t helping people always feel worthwhile?”

I make it short, and he looks at me through narrowed eyes, confused, but I decide not to explain my crazy interaction with whoever that was, but do what I brought him here to do, and take the checkbook from my bag. “Tell me your name, please,” I request as I fill in the other fields, including the amount. “Why?” He asks suspiciously, making me smile. “Because I want to make your second biggest wish come true,” I answer as I look at him expectantly, and he opens his mouth, then closes it, not sure if he should talk, or if he can. “J-James Wilson.” He stutters in a shaky voice, probably realizing what I’m doing, and after I finish, I rip the check and give it to him.

At this moment, Alex could feel a beam of golden light, which was wish power entering his golden core. Alex glanced at Beatrice. He subconsciously went into his mind to brush on the wish power inside him. Soon, the context of Beatrice’s wish appeared in his mind, but the moment he looked at it, he was dumbfounded… Beatrice’s wish was for her to be able to kiss him. Oh my god! It looked like this wish power could never be converted into divine power because it was a wish that could never be realized. “Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve!” Dorothy said before she placed a hand on her stomach and rubbed it.

Goblin walks in, DJ heart began to race "Yes sire?" He grinds "Tell us what exactly you told me" "Can you be more specific sire, I tell you a lot of things" "Goblin!" He yelled "Fine, I will, DJ was granted 3wishes and his first wish was to be able to see their child in the human realm" DJ knelt on his feet "am so sorry sire" desire begins to cry "In all my world, my kids are the worse, first Davis now you Desire, why!" He exclaimed

His lips… argghhh I don’t want to lust over those glossy and crimson pouty lips! I badly need to confess and beg for the lord's guidance. I think I am enchanted by evil spirits. A spirit that could make me tremble, pissed off, and thrilled.

His list was almost complete, but there were still a few left, like exploring the world once, wanting to meet his mate, having a run battle between him and his mate in his wolf form, kissing his mate on the mistletoe, meeting his mother one day, having two kids of his own and wanting. The wishes he had seemed so simple and could be fulfilled if he trusted me or if he trusted himself. A Young Alpha Sioux must be so heartbroken when he wrote this I thought to myself and a tear rolled down my cheeks. However, I have to control myself and I will give him what he wants. It was reassuring to affirm what I wanted to give him. However, I wanted to give him something that would remind him of me. Ther