Wishful Thoughts Novels & Stories

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

“I know it doesn’t look good right now, but… but—” But Hidi will forgive me. Father will be well. He will return. The court will remember itself. The Bulgeons will become citizens the way I promised. The kingdom will settle. All of this will become a bad season we survive. The words rush toward my mouth like a prayer. And then I hear them in my head—how they sound. Not like strategy. Not like leadership. Like wishful thinking. Like a girl trying to bargain with time. Dangerously hopeful. My jaw tightens. I swallow, tasting smoke and bitter medicine once more, and the sentence dies unfinished on my tongue.

She said, and I frowned at her. "Do you know how many werewolf sightings and stories they have buried? This will not be the first, nor will it be the last." She said. She was calm; she was hopeful that this one would be buried too, but people were not predictable, and their judgement and dedication could be fickle most of the time. They oscillate between love and hate on a regular basis. This could blow out of proportion before it calms down. The reaction might not be immediate as expected, but it will happen one way or the other. Even if the government successfully debunked the video and made it a hoax, there was a possibility that there would be a sect that would not buy the government's e

“SEVEN WISHES! Then hear me Gods above, these are my wishes…” “I wished to be reborn and given a second chance! I wished to become the most beautiful woman that ever existed! To have an incredible reputation in both wealth! And fame! To have a great and loving family and not like the shiity one I had! To find love and marry the most handsome man ever! Let me experience the wildest FANTASIES!!!”

listening to me, he was looking at me in surprise, he could not understand what I am talking about . "Riya, tell me clearly what is the matter." Hearing the panic of his voice, I could understand how nervous he was seeing my condition. "Ankur, I wasted my everything in the pursuit of fulfilling my unfulfilled wishes. Whatever Rachit did to me..,"I again drowned in sorrow. "What unfulfilled wishes are you talking about?"He asked looking at me in a confused look. "The desires that awoke in me on the Shimla trip." I was disgusted with myself about my actions.

"I have always known. I have been the one accompanying him all the time. I noticed it from the beginning; you were the only ones who didn't." I put my hands to my face; I felt guilty. I kept thinking about his last wish; perhaps that third child would make the last days of his existence more hopeful.

We did not fear the cold. I thought, “But Alex, I had traded all my power to make the second wish for your family.” I was as fragile as any human. My fingers were sheathed in frost. The world in front of me was blurring. When I looked up, I saw dark clouds gathering quietly in the sky. It was coming. “Ten… nine… eight… seven…” As soon as I finished the countdown, I burst into manic laughter. “Alex, I curse you! You will suffer miserably for the rest of your short life!”

I couldn’t tell if the pain in my chest was worse than the physical pain, but oddly, after a while, the sharpness of my wound seemed to dull. For the next few days, I stayed in the house, waiting for him to return, but he never did. He didn’t even remember the promises he made. It was just like how he had forgotten all the promises he made back when we first got married. I didn’t have to worry about work since it was winter break, so there was no need to request leave.

But this time, Madam Barnes knew comfort was pointless. She could not bring Sophie back to life, and Tina had been holding on for too long like a bowstring stretched to its limit—if not loosened, only heaven knew when she would break. She really was worried that Tina would do something stupid, and she was still too young to live in resentment. If it got to her and she took her own life to join Sophie, would she not just be granting Linda's wish? She was such a talented designer and would definitely have a bright future.