|When Wishes Come True
Author: TheTigerRising PM
wishes, we all make them but we're always so disappointed when they never come true. but, this is the opposite for Madison Ringelberg, i know weird last name, when she wishes for her favorite book character to be with her, will she be able to handle him?Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - & Kishan - Chapters: 14 - Words: 22,307 - Reviews: 108 - Favs: 19 - Follows: 29 - Updated: 03-12-13 - Published: 03-31-12 - id: 7975329
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Chapter 1: The wish
'Kishan turned me to face him, willing me to meet his eyes. "You need to know that this is not about me competing with him (Ren). It's not about some hidden agenda. It's not a crush." He brushed his thumbs across my cheeks and cupped the sides of my face" I Love you, Kelsey"'
I closed my book and let out a heavy sigh.
"Why cant there be real guys like Kishan." I mumbled.
'Ha! Yeah right, there is no way a guy like that has ever lived… I'm just stuck in my own fantasy. WAIT! Come on Madison! You have to believe in your self! So what if being a human without any man to hold is boring! Theirs not like anything you can do about it! So get with it! You are human and that's all you're ever going to be!' I let out another heavy sigh and flopped back down on my bed. "but I really want someone special to hold in my arms… just like Ariel, and Bethany, and Julia" I thought about how happy they looked whenever they talked about there boyfriends and sighed once again.
I looked out my window and gasped as a shooting star flew across the sky. I smiled and placed my hands together.
"I wish that Kishan were here, but he was 15 like me and didn't know anything about Kelsey."
I smiled happily at the stars and glanced at my clock, 12:54; I placed my book on the floor next to my bed and turned out the light, letting the overwhelming comfort of sleep envelop me.
Bright sunlight made me open my eyes. But strangely, I wasn't looking at my far wall as I normally did. I was starring at the sleeping face of the most beautiful guy I had ever seen. He had flawless bronze skin with silky Jet black hair. Under different circumstances, I would have screamed, but I couldn't bring myself to disturb his sleep.
I tried to sit up but was unsuccessful, seeing as though his arms were wrapped tightly around my midsection. I blushed furiously and tried to undo his iron grip, all the while admiring the skillfully toned muscles of his arms and bare torso. Though I thanked the heavens that he at least had pants on, I still felt way to awkward and tried again to undo his arms. This time I managed to wriggle out even though I earned a disappointed growl-ish sound from him. Thankfully though, he didn't wake up, just rolled over and continued to sleep.
I then carefully made my way to my desk chair and swiveled around to face him and watched the gradual rise and fall of his chest.
'Good thing mom isn't home' I thought. 'Though, he is quite hansom, but, he's still in my bed and I have no idea why! What do I do!'
I swiveled around back towards my desk, in the process knocking over a pencil holder and watching in horror as it clattered to the floor. I bolted from my chair and successfully tripped on nothing, taking a face plant on my carpeted floor. At all this noise, the boy's eyes shot open and he bolted into a sitting position. He yelled out when he saw me.
"Who the hell are you?" he demanded.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing!" I answered. "Who the hell are you, and WHAT the HELL are you doing in my bedroom!"
"I'm Kishan" he yelled out, trying to catch his breath. "And I have no idea what I'm doing here."
I was astonished. "Wait you mean-," I picked myself up of the floor and sat on the bed across from him. "Let me see your eyes."
He raised his head to look at me. Sure enough, his irises were a frightening gold with little flakes of copper around his puple. For a minute I got myself lost in the almost glowing gold orbs, but then caught myself and leaned back.
"You really are Kishan." I mumbled. "How much time do you have left?" I asked, still examining his face.
"What do you mean?" he asked nervously.
"Until you turn back into a tiger" I answered.
He scrambled off the bed and backed against the wall. "How do you know what I am?" he demanded, jabbing his finger at me.
Reaching over the side of the bed, I picked up Tiger's quest and held it out to him. He hesitantly took it from my hand and quickly flipped through the pages.
"This is impossible" he rambled. "I remember all of this but not this Kelsey person. Who is she?"
"She's-she's no one" I replied.
He growled and dropped the book. "This is so confusing! How did you even get a copy of my life story?"
"oh, its my absolute favorite book, there are three so far and im eagerly waiting for the fourth to come out, I want to see who ends up with who."
"Ends up? I'm not even in a relationship." He demanded.
"That may be true, but you're the one who dreams of sleeping with Kelsey, so you tell me" I challenged.
"Dreams of sleepi- what! I've never dreamed anything like that!"
"Well," I eyed him quizzingly. "I'm the one that woke up tightly in your arms, so I thought other wise"
I laughed at his expression. "I'm just kidding, but I did wake up in your arms and it seemed that you were reluctant to let go." I giggled.
He then growled in frustration and slipped into his tiger form. He grumbled again and slumped to the floor. Resting his head in his paws, he starred up at me with his big golden eyes.
I laughed softly, opened my sketch book and started doodling. A few minutes later, big black cat then begun to snore. I tried, my best to stay awake, but after a while, my eyes started to droop and I finally drifted off to a restless sleep.