Wishes And Stars Novels & Stories

Harmonia was so drunk, and her brain had entered a shutdown mode. She nodded without thinking much about it. Dimas’ laughter deepened. The familiar glint in his eyes sparkled and ignited a light that belonged solely to the young lady. That light was called ‘crush’. A shooting star suddenly streaked across the sky. “A shooting star! Quick, make a wish!” Even though Harmonia’s body was swaying, she raised her hands promptly, intertwining her fingers, her left hand enveloping the right, ready to make a wish. But the next second, she let go of her hands as she shook her head lightly.

Then, I smiled and said lightly, "You want the truth? The truth is, I was mad at you. So, I lied." His brows were furrowed together. "You lied? About what?" I exhaled slowly. "Liking you. It was just a stupid teenage mistake. But now? Now, I want you because I can't stand that stupid cold, untouchable act of yours. I need to tear it down. And let’s be honest. You’re not as untouchable as you pretend to be. You make a pretty useful tool." I kept my expression neutral, refusing to let anything slip.

My words eased Sean's anxious, restless mind. He put his arms around me and drifted into a deep sleep. I stared at his strong, handsome features, my eyes hardened. A colleague? He would go stargazing with his colleague, celebrate her birthday, and even take her to an amusement park. Yet, he told me, his wife, that birthday celebrations were for kids. Being let down time and time again had left me completely drained. I would not trust his words anymore. …

Aikee said. "I will inform her. She has fifty four happiness left Aikee. A lot more and if she gets stolen by the moon I don't know what to do. We're done," Austin said really worrying about their star. "We're not until we fail. I'm counting on all of you," Aikee said and disappeared. Austin face palmed and sighed. That kid was always more mysterious than all of them. Someday their star will fall and stupid humans that they give happiness to wish on a dying star.

“You like?” I crouch down to run my hand through the luminescent water. It’s like a thousand stars in the flowing water and when I lift my hand, it’s almost as if the stars are mixed inside. I look at Jesse, awestruck, and he just looks pleased, “I knew you’d like it.” “How is it-?” He shrugs, “I don’t know.” He kneels by my side, “There are a lot of strange places like these all over the islands. This water only glows on specific nights when the moon is at a particular angle.”

“Quit this bullshit and go sit for dinner!“ She angrily turned off the television. “Why did you do that? Mrs. Nora Williams was about to announce the date for the pick.“ I sluggishly stood from the floor with a huge frown on my face. “You mean the hideous, wicked witch of the west?“ Megan retorted with a scoff. “Mrs. Tera Greygott is the wicked witch of the west. I'm talking about Mrs. Nora Williams.“ I explained, slapping off a peck of dust on my faded gown. “All rich folks are wicked witches of the west, be it Williams or Greygott. Now go sit!“ She fired back, walking past me with angry steps. “No offense, but I think you're the only one with that mindset. Every other person around here se

He said softly. “I can’t,” she said as she shook her head. “I can’t think about them anymore. It has been there all night in the back of my head. I really do need to let it go. I mean, they don’t even care enough to call. They didn’t remember at all.” “Kristen.” He said as he pointed up. There were four shooting stars in the sky as she spoke, and the tear fell. “Make a wish because those probably came a long way to celebrate you.”

I closed my eyes and wished that we would get the answers to our questions. Auggie sat beside me and gave his jacket to me. The brown hoodie jacket. "Do the stars get tired too?" he asked "Maybe they do get tired," I rested my head on his shoulder. "Imagine that every night, you have to grant so many wishes that you start to get confused. Maybe if I am that star, I would just chill and ignore their wishes," I added. Silence interrupted us for seconds "If the sun is also a star, why don’t people wish upon it?" he asked, and that question leads me to my question Why? Why don't they treat me right if a weirdo is still a human?

"But this sky rivals it." Anna looked up too, just in time to see a small blaze streak across the sky. Her gasp was involuntary. "A shooting star," Angus whispered, turning to her with a grin. "Ye have tae make a wish." Anna smiled, too. "So do you." He nodded in mock seriousness. "Aye. We both have tae make a wish. It's the only proper thing." She looked back to the stars and sighed. Since Sawyer had died, she'd only had one wish--to be able to take back the angry words that were the last ones she'd spoken to him. When she looked back at Angus, he was watching her carefully.

“Acquire culinary skills and prepare delicious meals with impeccable appearance, delightful fragrance, and exquisite flavor exclusively for Cristofer on a daily basis.” “Enjoy the spectacle of gazing at stars throughout the night from the Ferris wheel. I find that the stars become more vivid and easier to observe when they reach their highest point in the sky.” “P.S. It would be most delightful if I could have the opportunity to watch the stars on the Ferris wheel alongside Cristofer. I hope that Cristofer knows my birthday wish for this year.” “I hope I can see snow in Hadale.”