Wish For Me (Destiny Jinn Series Book 1) Read online

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  Contents

  Acknowledgement

  WISH FOR ME BLURB

  Prologue

  1. No Place To Go

  2. I Wish…

  3. Four Sexy Jinns Of Tomorrow

  4. One Of Their Own

  5. Adaptation And Uncertainty

  6. Who Am I?

  7. Mother Fantasy

  8. Unchosen Mentor

  9. The Burden Of Being A Jinn

  10. The Bad Side Of Wishing

  11. The Price Of Wishing

  12. The Good Side Of Wishing

  13. The Choice Is Yours

  COMING SOON- WISH FOR ME 2

  WOLF TAMER- SNEAK PEEK

  WOLF TAMER BLURB

  WOLF TAMER- PROLOGUE

  ABOUT YUMOYORI WILSON

  Also By Yumoyori Wilson

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  Thank you for purchasing WISH FOR ME

  Thank you to all my amazing supporters for being awesome and encouraging me to write every day.

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  Special thanks to my Ninja Wifey who always keeps me motivated no matter what I’m going through. Your friendship means the world to me and I’m thankful to have you in my life.

  Special thanks to my inner circle and true friends who are always there to push/motivate me to be better. You know who you are, and I couldn’t be more grateful for your continuous love and support <3~

  Special thanks to my amazing Alpha Team. You continue to work marvellously together, and I couldn’t be more grateful to have you on my publishing team.

  Special thanks to my amazing Mom for blessing me with the gift to write and supporting me in all aspects. I pray to continue making you proud as I strive towards success.

  Finally, I thank God for giving me the strength to achieve my goals. Without Him, I would be nothing.

  YUMOYORI WILSON

  BLURB

  A life of despair, a heart-crippling desire, and a desperate wish to belong.

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  My life was perfect. A successful career underway, supportive family by my side, a comfortable lifestyle, and my hot, hunky fiancé I assumed would become my life partner.

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  But then in the span of twenty-four hours, betrayal, rejection and heartbreak made my world crash down around me.

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  All alone with no one to turn to, I find myself cradling a lamp given to me by my grandmother, my last connection to someone who loved me. As the clock strikes midnight, I make a silent plea: Let me find where I truly belong.

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  Never would I have imagined that four half-naked men would be the answer to my plea.

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  I’m not one to believe in fairy tales, but I’m about to start my own as I travel across the world as Destiny Jinn, granting wishes with four unique men who brighten my once lonely existence.

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  I am pulled to a new world where wishes can truly become reality—but at what price?

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  I guess the saying is true - Be careful what you wish for...

  "FIRE! Call 911!"

  I gawked in sheer horror, the smell of smoke and burning wood hit my nose as I stayed where I was. I wanted to move, to run forward into the home I'd grown up in my whole life. Try and save it from its burning demise, but I knew I wouldn't be able to. It would be a lost cause.

  Right there, I wished that time would stop. That I'd have a moment to walk down the halls of my family home and enjoy the clean scent of freshly made laundry and listen to the constant meows of my cat.

  I couldn't think any further, wondering if my cat was now in the blaze, trying desperately to get out but to no avail. The image flashed through my mind and only brought tears to my eyes.

  I shouldn't have been crying, or that’s how I was raised to think anyway, but my heart felt heavy like I was carrying a weight within my chest.

  Today had been a hell of a day as my family had revealed a dark secret to me. The same 24-hours in which my once amazing fiancé called off our engagement and dumped me for another woman.

  I clenched the lamp in my hands, the only memory I had left of my grandmother. The woman who truly loved me wholeheartedly, not like the fake family I'd grown up in. A family I was foolish to believe and trust in.

  My phone began to vibrate, and I held back a sob as I dug into my jean pocket to look at the screen.

  "Work? Why the hell are they even calling at this time?"

  I took a calming breath, my eyes still staring at the blaze and my ears picking up the sounds of a siren that were still so far away. My house filled with memories would be in shambles and ashes by the time they got here.

  I slid my finger across the clear screen of my iPhone, placing the device to my right ear. "Hello?"

  "Good evening, Destiny. How are things this evening?" My boss' voice made me frown while my thoughts spiralled through my mind, trying to figure out why he was calling me so late at night.

  "Good evening, Sir. Not too well. If you can hear the sirens in the background, I'm currently dealing with a fire that's burning my home down. Can you call back when I've left the house? I'm in a sticky situation trying to get out from the top floor!"

  Might as well lie about being stuck for the sake of shortening the phone call. It wasn't like we had any neighbors around us, so there was no way my boss would know I wasn't in the home.

  I thought I'd get some sympathy, but instead, all I received was a sigh. "I'm terribly sorry to hear that, Destiny. I guess I'll have to be the bringer of more bad news while you figure out how to get out of your burning house."

  "What?" I replied, not liking his deadpan tone. "What could possibly be worse than my house burning down as we speak with ME IN IT!?"

  "Well, I called to let you know we're laying you off."

  I was silent, my mind not registering the words he'd just declared. "Excuse me? Wha- WHY?! I didn't do anything. Everything was fine when I left work today!" I snapped.

  "Well, my dear. Your contract was in place because of your fiancé. However, since he's informed me that you two have split, there's no need to have you with us."

  "What?! But… but! HE called off the engagement! That's not my fault! I've been an amazing employee for years! I got employee of the month JUST LAST WEEK! How can you be firing me because my ex-fiancé decided to dump me for some rich chick who showed up from nowhere?!" I screamed.

  My blood felt like it was boiling, and I knew it wasn't due to the intense heat of the blaze before me.

  "I understand your frustration, Destiny, but this is just how things wor
k around here. Your fiancé...or well, EX- fiancé is the one who put a good word in for you. Now that its non-existent, we have decided there is no need for you. We've deposited your last pay an hour ago and cleared your desk. His new fiancé will be taking your position as of tomorrow, so please don't come into work and cause a scene. I know your "family" is known for drama."

  "Drama? Family! They're not my fucking family!" I screamed.

  "Oh, I know my dear. I guess you're the last one to know about that? What a shame. Would have been nice to know you're adopted before everyone else. Anyway, that's all I had to say. Thank you for your contribution to our company and foundation. I hope things work out with the fire situation. Actually, it shouldn't matter since they're not your family. Ciao, Destiny."

  The line went dead, and I bit my lip hard, tears rolling down my cheeks as I held back my sobs. I looked one last time at the home that I'd thought was where I belonged, the place where I was raised thinking I was loved and my parents and siblings were of the same blood.

  All of that was a lie.

  I turned around, forcing my legs to move forward. Step by step, I wished I could turn back time. Grandma… I guess you weren't my granny either?

  My eyes drifted to the gold lamp in my hand, and I gritted my teeth, lifting it up to smash it against the pavement, but I found that I couldn't.

  Even if my grandmother wasn't of blood, she'd loved me. She’d supported everything I did, comforted me when no one else cared, and this lamp meant everything to her.

  A piece of her life that granted all her wishes and brought happiness to her. I can't… there's no way I can destroy this.

  That would feel like I'd destroyed the last of her presence in this world. With my sad resolve, I lowered the lamp and tightened my grip around it.

  I pulled off my backpack, opening it up to see what I had left. A few clothes, my wallet with cash, and one credit card I'd made sure to keep under my name. I dug through to find the package of documents that had my real last name, social insurance number, and true birth certificate.

  I placed the lamp inside, rolled it up in one of my sweaters, and closed the bag, placing the bulky bag on my shoulders.

  The sirens were closer now, and I glanced over my shoulder to see the flashing sirens and three large fire trucks approaching.

  I need to go.

  With haste I began to run away, and my mind started to put the pieces together. Was this all a setup? A trap to blame me for something I didn't do? How can my fiancé break up with me, my family bombard me with the reality I wasn't their child, and I wake up from my nap with the house in flames and barely escaped?

  No… maybe they wanted me dead. Why else would they set the house on fire? If I survived, would they blame it on me; if I died, they would pretend to cry and make money from my death?

  "This can't be real..." I whispered, tears rolling down my cheek as I ran faster.

  My life went from perfect to hell, and as I ran down the street and into the woods, I realized that I was dead to everyone around me.

  I wish for a new life.

  "A devastating fire has burnt down the mansion of the Rose family. By the time the authorities arrived on the scene, the three-story house collapsed within itself. After battling the vicious blaze for an hour, the fire has been extinguished, and firefighters have done a detailed search of the remains."

  My grip around the remote control tightened as I tried to remind myself to breathe every minute. This can't be happening. This can't be happening.

  "It was just reported that the Rose family had a family friend over who could have potentially been inside the mansion… I'm getting details as I speak and will inform you in moments."

  Friend? Please don't tell me they're referring to me.

  "Mr. and Mrs. Rose will be arriving on the scene very shortly, but it has just been reported that their family friend's daughter, Destiny, had come to visit and could have been in the home at the time of the fire. No one is sure what could have happened to start the fire, but we will update you as information is forwarded to us. This is the top story on ANU News."

  I was tempted to shut the television off and throw the remote as far away from me as I could, but I couldn't move. Everything that could have possibly gone wrong did in a matter of two hours, and I'd yet to figure out how to get out of this horror story.

  "This just in: the Rose family has arrived on the scene. We will take time now to interview them."

  My eyes grew wide as I impatiently waited while they exchanged introductions. I watched the two people who I'd referred to as parents turn to face the camera, their eyes locking onto me as if I stood right before them in the flesh. I held my breath without knowing it as they began to speak; my ex-father took the lead while my ex-mother began to sob, which I could tell right away was fake.

  "Destiny had come to visit us. She comes and stays with us for certain periods of time throughout the year since her workplace is closer to this neighborhood and we don’t want her driving hours back and forth; it’s very unsafe. I never thought this would happen. I know she must have been in the house because she texted her mother and said she was going to take a nap. I can't fathom this… I really can't."

  I didn't realize a laugh had left my lips as tears rolled down my flushed cheeks, until the sound reached my ears. He's fucking lying. How can they possibly lie?! Someone will call them out. Everyone knows me in the area.

  "I'm terribly sorry for your loss, Mr. Rose. Mrs. Rose, do you have anything to add?"

  "She... she was such an amazing woman. Did so much for the community when she'd come down here to help us. I'm so baffled. How could this have happened? She was finishing up her term at Josh Publishing. Today was her last day after working there for years. She was Employee of the Month in July. She always did overtime to help the team. I… how can I explain this… her poor mother will never forgive us..." The woman broke down then, letting the fake tears flow.

  "Thank you, Ms. Rose. Again, I'm terribly sorry for your loss. The police would love your insight on the situation. Right over there."

  They both nodded, and a police officer offer came on screen to escort them. The female news reporter faced the camera once more and continued. "We actually have the CEO of Josh Publishing here. He just reported being one of the last to speak with Destiny. Please join me, Mr. Hollow."

  My ex-boss, Josh Hollow, walked into view. His cheeks were red, and his green eyes were glossy. Since when did this town have fucking actors everywhere? He can't possibly lie...no.

  "I can see that the news of the fire has made its impact on you. Do you have any words for us, Mr. Hollow?"

  "I do. I had called Destiny to wish her farewell after working with us for a few years now. She was an amazing person who always went over and beyond to please everyone. She'd work overtime on a regular basis to make sure the team pulled through on our difficult days. Such a beautiful woman. When she picked up… I could hear the fear in her trembling voice… and… I wished I could have been there to get her out. She was trapped in her room and said she was figuring out a way to get out. She said there was so much smoke and I heard a loud sound like something breaking… and… and the line went dead. I can still hear her scream. I can't believe this is happening."

  The remote smashed into the wall and missed the television by an inch. I wanted to scream as I rose from the hotel bed and walked right up to the television screen, my wide, anger-filled eyes locked onto Josh's green ones.

  Beautiful woman? Every day that sick bastard would talk shit behind my back that he hated my pink highlights in my hair and how I was far too curvy for an Asian Black chick. Not my fault I have curves. Like UGH! This is a bunch of bullshit. You praise me when you think I'm dead, yet he was the reason I was working my ass off, to begin with. Putting a stack of papers for me to edit and go through five minutes before my scheduled shift ended. All that unpaid overtime was his doing, but no. I'm the workaholic who loved to help the team? THEY WERE ALL SELFISH BITCHES!
I can't believe this. Nope, this is a dream.

  "Thank you so much, Mr. Hollow. Please finish your report with the police."

  He nodded in understanding and the reporter returned to her discussion. "If that's not confirmation, I don't know what is. Police will still be investigating the scene for the remains of Destiny and possibly her cat, Snix. We believe the cat was in the house with her owner during the fire. Funeral arrangements will be made and announced here on ANU News."

  I couldn't take it anymore, reaching out to press the off button of the flat screen television and made my way back to my bed.

  This can't be happening. Please wake up? I have to wake up...

  Lifting my trembling hands, I stared at at them and wondered if the shaking would ever stop. The tears continued to leak from my eyes, and the exhaustion of my crash in adrenaline was getting to my nerves.

  Sleep. I just need to sleep...

  I walked over to the light switch and flicked it off before I stripped out of my clothes, dumping them into the corner of the room until I was left in my black lingerie that hugged my curves perfectly.