The Genie In A Bottle Novels & Stories

My fingers brushed against the cold glass before I drew it out. The bottle was small, no bigger than my palm, sealed tightly with a dark cork. Inside, swirling like smoke trapped in a storm, was a figure; tiny, shifting, but unmistakably shaped like a man. I knew it was Thompson. Even in miniature, his features were sharp, his eyes blazing with fury. Tessy gasped and pressed a hand over her mouth. “It’s him,” I whispered. “His essence. His power. The custodian taught me how to bind it, how to trap it in this bottle. Without this, he’s weakened and vulnerable.”

he inquired. "Not really, because this magical bottle doesn't give wishes and there is no genie inside. Its purpose is to trap dark spirits inside," I explained further. "Alright, do it now! Before everyone wakes up and someone gets hurt. Please hurry up!" he ordered. "OK, go back to your position now and let me do my thing," I said. "No! I want to see how you did it with my two eyes," he said adamantly. "I just want to stay by your side, ready to protect you if that Aladdin thingy bottle doesn't work."

Old grandpa locked me in a bottle, I was made like a genie and this is so annoying. The old man even said that I committed suicide, I rejected his words. I clearly saw the sword piercing my stomach, and I was knocked unconscious after that. Before I came here, I met a beautiful girl with a white dragon. I explained everything to this old man but he insisted on his unproven stand. I stopped hitting the walls of this bottle, I really didn't expect it to be like this.

His smile increased as he handed the box to her, tossing the robe across the back of a chair then leaned against the arm of the sofa as she opened it. Inside was a very delicate wine-colored glass bottle, about eight inches high, with a yellow and gold floral design wrapping around it. The top had a glass stopper and the bottom was fluted so it could stand. It looked like a genie bottle and she pulled the top off gently as if expecting one to come out of it in a puff of smoke. “I pulled up your old television shows on the internet,” he explained. “I particularly liked the one with the genie, so I thought about getting you a lamp of your own. All you have to do is wish, and I will make it com

"Don't worry. I'll watch myself." They arrived at the elevator as they spoke. Penelope called for the elevator, and just as she was about to enter it, Holly pressed and held the elevator button. With the elevator doors shut tight, Holly said, "Do you know about the glass bottle stuck to your dear Uncle Arthur's hand?" Penelope cautiously said, "Just get to the point." "There used to be nitroglycerin in the bottle previously, and it's a material to make explosives. I don't mind giving you your own bottle if you dare to lay a finger on my man."

Ginevra My heart begins to sing as I see him walking back holding two flutes and a bottle of champagne. He reaches me as fast as he had left me, putting the bottle and the glasses down. He takes a small plastic bottle from under his arm and puts it on the table as well. “I suppose you aren’t in need of just a bit of water.”

Jason and Christopher are also seated. And Christopher's girl is nowhere in sight. Not surprising!!! "Who knows? You might get to kiss a hot guy," Brooke whispers in Steph's ear. Stephanie glares at her and crosses her free hand. Please dear bottle, don't point at me at all, she prays in her head. Nobody must notice her. A random guy spins the bottle and the game begins. They've gone for six rounds now and Stephanie's fingers are still crossed. Christopher grabs the bottle next and spins it. Stephanie doesn't really pay attention as before.

The bottle felt weightless in her hands. "Of course, mom. I'm a master of magic from now on. Hehehe. That bottle is called a healing potion. It can cure all wounds and physical afflictions. Please take the medicine, mom." Maru bragged about his accomplishments to her mother. He smiled because he could finally cure the illness of his mom. This was a dream come true for him. Tears blurred his vision once more because he recalled all the pain and struggles he went through for more than a year. It was all worth it, he thought.

I tried to take it from his hand again but he just hided in his desk. There was a knock on the door before I got the chance to object. Ace called a come in and a guy came in smiling. "Ghost is asking for the little" he said to ace. "I'm the little boss" I said with a frown, he looked surprised and looked at ace who chuckled again. "She's the mini-boss" he assured him. I smiled and skipped out of the office looking for Leo, the guy guided me toward one of the bedrooms on the second floor.

She had never seen that kind of format on the pharmacy before . " What is that doctor ? " asked Kiara a bit worried . " This is medicine . " said doctor Gilbert . " I have never seen such a format of medicine before . It looks more like a perfume bottle . " said Kiara . " That is because this is a medicine created by me . " said doctor Gilbert while looking at the bottle . ' It has aged for seventy years and it's effect should be faster . ' thought doctor Gilbert while shaking the bottle . ' What the hell ?! Created by him ?! Is he trying to use my brother as an experiment ?! ' thought Kiara startled .