He Hold My Hand Novels & Stories

Caeleen pov I swallowed hard as I stared at the Vial she was holding that contained the potion. This potion was an important part of my plan and was very much needed. She stopped her crazy moves as she stretched her hands towards me, handing me the vial. “It's done,” she said as she pressed the vial into my palm.

He holds out his hand to me and I take it, because why not? I'm going to enjoy every bit of what this night has to offer because when it's all over, I'll be going back to my prison. Dan's hand finds mine and his thumb traces soft circles on my palm as he holds me close. In that touch, I feel a sense of belonging, as if our hearts are orchestrating a symphony of their own, playing a melody that belongs solely to us.

April took a deep breath and held Adriana's hand. Something is definitely off.

With her standing here, holding my hand, I can’t shut it all down. For the first time in years, I don’t want to.

Just held my hand. And that was enough.

Then I turned my hand over slowly beneath his. And held on.

I can see Aiden wants to hold my hand, but he is hesitant. "You can hold it." I said. He was shocked. I took his hand in mine, and we continued to walk. I can see him smiling, looking at our intertwined fingers. This guy is so genuine and precious. I would never forgive myself if I hurt him ever.

My heart took a big leap, looking back, Asher held unto my hands then tucked in his pocket, frozen I stay mute unable to move or think, I sure do know I wasn’t breathing properly but it felt like the only way out it's the first time he actually held hands with me, he rubs his thumb on my hands, as he squeezes them, my mind wonder as my free hands clenched and unclenched, “ i had requested your presence, i just wanted to you to know i would offer the best result” he said

I gently held her hand, silently praying for her recovery. Her breathing and the warmth of her body when I hold her hand in mine reassure me that she is still with me, despite her current state of weakness. I pulled a stool closer to her bed, determined to stay by her side until she woke up. "I am sorry for not being there sooner," I whispered, hoping she could hear me. "But I promise to never leave you again." I raised her hand and whispered, "I love you more than words can express." Her fingers twitched slightly in response, giving me hope that she could feel my presence and love. "Just don't leave me," I pleaded softly, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on me. "I can lose

He held my hands there, and I didn’t try to pull it out of his grip. Then he cleared his throat, and with one hand, he took something out of his pocket, still holding my hands in his. He turned one of my hands around, my palm facing upwards. He hesitantly placed an object in my hand.