Wish Day6

For sixteen long years, Eulalia Clearwater gave everything to Percival Dunraven, her first and only love, only to be cruelly pushed aside for his new infatuation. Percival believed that without Eulalia, a world of happiness awaited him, a fresh start with a new love. But when he stumbled upon Eulalia's devastating medical diagnosis, panic set in. Rushing to her side, he found her hand entwined with another's, her eyes filled with a resolve he had never seen before. "Why didn't you tell me about your stomach cancer?" he demanded, his voice trembling with fear and regret. Eulalia's response was a bitter laugh, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of pain and liberation. "Didn't you wish for my early demise?" she mocked. "Percival Dunraven, in the final moments of my life, I no longer want to love you."

On the night she thought her forever would begin, Evelyn dressed like a bride without a ring–hopeful, steady, certain that eight years of love would finally be sealed with a promise. Instead, she was handed a check. Eight years reduced to a transaction. Six abortions buried beneath a man who now claims he “deserves better.” And just when she thinks humiliation cannot go deeper, before she can even process the betrayal, he invites her to his wedding. In two days. Broken but not destroyed, Evelyn disappeared from the world quietly. But not to heal. To watch. To learn. To rebuild. Because the most dangerous thing Jason ever did was not just leaving her.. It was teaching her how disposable she was. Now, Evelyn is about to return the lesson. Not with tears. Not with pleas. But with a quiet, calculated revenge that will make a powerful man wish he had not let her go.

Riya Rolfe thinks that stories about werewolves and Lycans are just old wives tales so she gets a huge and unexpected shocker when she wakes up as a werewolf and finds herself in a world where werewolves like her are the property of Lycans to do with as they wish and she has to compete for the affections of the Lycan Prince. “What are you wearing?” He said, drawing so close that the smell of cedarwood and the sea filled my senses as he fingered the necklace which’s pendant disappeared into the hollow between my breasts while I struggled to pretend like I was not moved by his actions. “It was a gift.” I said straightening up and staring brazenly into his eyes which glowed dangerously and he growled and snapped the necklace off my neck in one fluid move. “You belong to me, only I can adorn you with jewelry and my touch.”

Perhaps out of mercy, Debra found herself reborn before all the tragedies—before her husband Juan drained her last bit of value and let her died miserably in childbirth on the operating table. In her last life, Debra discarded her noble status and tried everything to please Juan after marriage, groveling for his affection. Everyone in Seamar City knew that Juan's beloved was Shelia, while Debra was unfavored. In this life, Debra was determined to leave Juan. Unexpectedly, after their divorce, the husband who once despised her made a complete 180. But so what? Faced with his desperate plea for reconciliation, Debra turned around and threw herself into the arms of his archenemy. "Do you have anything to say to my ex, new love?" she asked the man standing by her side. Marion smiled with a powerful protective aura, "He can wish us a happy marriage."

Xiaza was given a second chance to live in another world. Another world, another mission Xia will be heading to the path where her fated partner is supposed to be as described by a fortune teller she passed by. She wants her next life in the other world to be meaningful, full of light. She doesn’t want to repeat the tragedy like in her past life. And yes, her wish will be fulfilled sooner or later by the person who continuously watches over her and the person that was closer to her. A dark and dull eyes gazes at the petite body sleeping beside him without any precautions and care that there was a zombie next to her and might any time soon, devour the little girl whole but, this was the reason he loved this little girl dearly, as he uses his rough and stiff fingers to caress the smooth skin presented to his eyes, his eyes flashed a coveted and obsession look as time pass by.

My roommate bought an antique bronze censer online. She burned incense day and night, praying to be with a wealthy boyfriend. I thought it was silly, until her face began to look like mine. Soon, she became the admired heiress, while I was left drowning in debts she had deliberately racked up. I begged her for my identity back, and she pretended to agree. However, she tricked me into giving her my bank account password and pushed me off a rooftop. I learned at that moment that the censer was a cursed relic that grants wishes by draining the life and luck of another. She could take everything from me once my life was ruined, but death was not the end for me. I woke up on the day she first got the cursed censer. The truth was every wish comes with a price, and I was going to make sure she pays.

My fiancé goes missing after a grand and lavish engagement party. He leaves nothing but a letter behind. It states that his childhood sweetheart has a terminal illness—her only wish is to see the aurora. On the day he returns to the country, I visit him, wanting to call off the engagement. Ivana Jennings stands beside Jacob Gardner and weeps. "I'm sorry for putting you two in a tough spot, Ariel. I'll leave now. I'll never disturb you anymore!" Jacob stops her and shields her behind him. He looks at me frostily. "I'll kill you if you dare do anything to Ivana!" I sneer. "I don't deal with just about anyone for two reasons. Firstly, I don't want to dirty my hands. Secondly, I don't want to deal with rabid dogs."

Blurb: Meeting her ex-lover is something that is never on Dhea's wish list. If she could hope, her ex lived in another world. However, who would have thought that one day she accidentally met Radit, her ex-lover, and that meeting made her trapped in a fake relationship with Hannan, who pretended to be her lover in front of Radit. Dhea was initially grateful that Hannan had helped her but soon understood when that man sent a signal that led to the one hot night they had afterward. Until one day they accidentally meet and Hannan offers a relationship that Dhea agrees to which turns out to make her a girl who must follow all of Hannan's dominant wishes. Will they be able to feel the seeds of true love from this relationship, when Dhea doesn't realize it? Can Hannan wait patiently for the submissive until finally his love is met?

I'm a succubus who gathers energy by clearing System missions, adept at the game of love. One day, right after completing a honey trap mission, I was sent to a SSS-level horror game at the very next second. The boss was invincible and bloodthirsty, watching coolly as other players rested in pieces before turning to the rest of us. "Now choose—how do you want to die?" While other players were wetting their pants and trying to find a loophole to survive, I picked up on something different. A handsome, powerful target beneath that cold, horrific exterior. Hence, when he reached me, I smiled enigmatically as I told him my wish. "I wish to be conquered by a truly powerful Entity, dominated from soul to flesh, and to die in pure ecstasy." I watched him pause in shock and added, "Oh, and you must do it yourself."

Warning! mature content but not too explicit!!! "If you don't do as I say then you will never see our son again, not in this life or the next," Henry said in an icy tone that made me shiver in fright. Five years ago, I had a one-night stand with an unknown man. It was never my wish, how could my stepmother and my stepsister be this cruel to set me up with a stranger? I trusted them but I guess it was too late, the deed was already done. They threatened to ruin my reputation, so I ran away. Five years later, I returned with my son to the country, after getting the heartbreaking news that my father was sick. The stranger, whose name I knew to be Henry, a ruthless billionaire, wanted me and my son and if I didn't abide by his rules, he threatened to do the unthinkable.