Take My Hand Novels & Stories

Michael said, holding out his hand to me. So, I reached out and grabbed his hand with a smile on my face.

Dax took my hand. "Together." "Together."

she demanded Seraphina didn't know that they were arguing over the ring that she'd just bought and even if she did who was she to butt in and even if she did what would she do ? , give it back ? , of course she wouldn't and so there was no point involving herself in their fight . she continued browsing the wristwatches in front of her and when she saw two that looked like a pair she immediately thought of her parents and so she called on someone to bring them out for her , she bought them and decided to find Samira who wasn't in her line of sight anymore when she saw the angry girl and the sales girl walking towards her direction , the sales girl looked apologetic , it looked like the manag

Maya reached across and took his hand. "Then I already know what it takes to pass.” She said.

he greets, offering his arm as I take the final step down. “Thank you,” I say with a soft smile, grateful for even the smallest kindness. I walk toward a shaded corner by the gate, the kind of place people wait when they need a ride or just a minute to gather themselves. I'm about to pull out my phone again when— Someone grabs my hand. A masculine hand. Cold. Firm.

My heart hammers in my chest. Then slowly, she reaches out and takes my hand. “Okay,” she whispers. “I’ll move in.” And fuck if I don’t feel the weight of the whole world lift off my shoulders.

"I will make sure everything is done as discussed." As I stand, so does he. He holds out his hand and I take it, shaking it like we used to do. I am surprised when I feel a shift in the Alpha power within me.

My hold on Jazz’s hand slackens, and her hand drops. “I am fine…” “Let me help you this time, let me in.”

He grabbed my trembling hands. “I just… I want to bring you home…”

Something moves through his expression when his eyes reach Nicolai holding my hand—some calculation, some decision—and then he crosses to my other side. He doesn't ask for permission. He doesn't need to. I understand the offer and I take his hand. Because right now I'll take every hand available.