Wish Novels Novels & Stories

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."

Looking at the bright sun, which is not so bright right now hiding itself to create darkness all around totally makes me think about my present situation. I heard that sound of footsteps entering the room, so I turned around and said, “Hey!” “Don’t start now. You will get your wish soon.” he said removing his coat. “We can’t!” I said, looking at him. “What do you mean? All these days you are asking nothing but for divorce papers. Now they will reach you in a few days for sure. Now why are you saying we can’t?” he asked with a completely blank expression. “I am pregnant!” I mumbled. “What?” he asked, stepping towards me in shock. “I.Am.Pregnant!” I said each word with force and then let the darkness consume me.

Wild, unrestrained, and ruthless. A dangerous man you wouldn't wish to encounter. Keyller Rafe Hayes bestowed the title Earl of Ulster at a young age, but experienced downfall at 18. His entire family, together with the butlers and all the staff in the palace was mercilessly killed on the day of his birthday. War broke out and rebels succeeded in forcing Keyller to escape and left the place he called home. The tragedy has caused Keyller to become as merciless and cold as ice. He lost interest in the opposite sex because his family's killers were women. He tracked down the people behind the murder of his entire family to avenge them but instead, he found Foedus-a secret organization where he found help and allies. Could Foedus be his way to take back what is his mine? or it is the reason that will force him to put himself inside a body bag?

I never except the person who took my virginity would be my step Brother, seeing him again felt like starting a new sweet life but the word step brother always lingering in my ear left me in pains as l wouldn't even think of loving him the way l want publicly, adding to my pain seeing him engaged to another girl shattered my heart into pieces,Naomi as he always call me gently with an affectionate look, believe me someday we gonna walk down then aisle ,but he's engaged how Will our parents feel about our relationship if known,drake is all l ever wanted,a life without him is nothing to me,but will my wish come true even when l knew he's engaged,how will l cope with his fiancee

I should be afraid of him and run for my life, but I feel a ripple of raw desire sweeping over me, making me want to touch him and trace my fingers over his perfectly toned chest. Is this madness, or am I signing my own death wish? As the Alpha's daughter and top bachelorette in the werewolf community, Clarissa has always had her pick of mates, but they always find their true mates and leave her feeling incomplete. The added pain of realizing that her boyfriend and best friend had been hiding their mating bond from her all along, made her feel betrayed. The moon goddess decides to play a cruel joke and gives Clarissa the most unlikely mate, a forbidden romance that had serious consequences, including banishment and war. Will Clarissa be able to find the strength to follow her heart, or will she succumb to the expectations of her pack and remain mateless?

After ten years of pain, abuse and humiliation, Amara has finally left the Du Pleasant family estate with her twin brother. The only problem is that she is stuck competing for the attention of the Crown Prince of the Fafner Kingdom. Living within the highly guarded Royal Palace among other Noble Ladies that wish to become Queen, Amara does the bare minimum and bids her time until she is eliminated as a candidate. Sadly, everything she's not doing is the correct answer to each and every test that all Queeness' need to pass and remain in the competition. What will Amara do when she starts to feel the things for the Crown Prince after swearing off all forms of love? How can she make His Majesty lose interest in her when they keep crossing paths? And who is behind all of the sudden poisonings of the other candidates and their maids and guards?

I followed an account of a couple that was not very popular but was very sweet. The account recorded every detail of the account owner and her boyfriend. They would argue over a plate of pasta and then look at each other and smile, playfully calling the other person a child at heart. They would hug tightly under the starry sky on a mountain top and say that they wished time could stop at this moment. Although the account owner never showed her face, I was still touched by her captions. The account was updated again the day before I was getting married. [Ten years of love ends here. From now on, he's just her husband, and I'm just her best friend. This account will no longer be updated. I wish my best friend and her beloved man a happy ever after.] The photo showed my fiancé, Josh Clark, and me, taken from behind.

The day before our wedding, my fiance, Yale Salvatore, died in an accident. He had been setting up the venue when the stage collapsed. I'm now a widow and carrying his child. Devastated with grief, I even tried to end my life. However, my parents-in-law urge me not to grieve too much. After all, I'm pregnant and need to stay strong for the child's sake. On the day of Yale's funeral, his older twin brother arrives from Novavista with his wife and child. They're here to attend the funeral. His face is so identical to Yale's that I nearly mistook him for Yale several times. By accident, I overheard a conversation between him and my in-laws. "You faked your death just for Gwen King? Sasha is pregnant with your child! Do you want your baby to be born fatherless?" "You did all of this just so you could be with Gwen out in the open?" My brother-in-law, exasperatedly explains, "Mom, Dad, Gwen has cancer. She has less than a month to live. She's loved me for years, and her dying wish is to marry me. "Once she passes, I'll return to Sasha's side and give her an even grander wedding. Then, I'll be there for the birth of our child, and we'll raise him together." Hearing this, I'm so shocked I can't speak. My so-called "brother-in-law" is actually my fiance, Yale! For the sake of helping another woman fulfill her dying wish, he doesn't care how upset or devastated I may be. And once he completes his benevolent mission, he intends to return to my side? No. My fiance, Yale, is already dead. I won't beg him to come back. And in three days, I'll be just like him. I'll be lying beneath a cold gravestone, and I'll forever vanishing from his world, he will never find me again...

When the kidnapper fired the gun, I shielded Scott with my body. The bullet pierced my heart, and I was sent overseas to have my heart exchanged with an artificial one—one that ran on a battery. Because of this heart, Scott married me, and my friends congratulated me for finally having my wish granted, for finally marrying my childhood sweetheart. Later, when I laid there on the operating table with my chest cut open, he was kissing another woman under the moonlight. I didn't react to this in the slightest, recovering my heart in silence. Scott resented my numbness, grabbing my shoulders as he demanded, "Wendy, aren't you angry about this?" He didn't know the reason, and to be honest, it was quite simple. Why be angry when my heart was on the verge of giving out? Every passionate day he spent chasing after love… Was another tick in the countdown to the end of my life.

After a night of passion during her celebratory vacation, Cass disappears, leaving Marcus confused. Three years later, she is a top lawyer who gets outsmarted by her treacherous fiance. Losing a case that cost her career, the lawyer finds herself as the personal assistant to her fling. “Marry me” Marcus proposes a contract marriage. He needs to inherit his family's company to keep it out of the hands of his scheming stepbrother, and the only way to do so is to get married. He needed someone he could trust with his secret, and Cassandra was the one. With an offer she could never refuse, Cassandra was all in. After all, who wouldn't wish to know how everything became so messed up in her life? As they navigate their new arrangement, Cass finds herself falling in love with Marcus, but ex-lovers, a crazy bully and a scorned company threaten all that she holds dear.