Wishes In One Hand Novels & Stories

I frowned at his words, instinctively pulling back, but he had already grabbed my wrist and dragged me out. Clutching her hand, Naomi whimpered. "Mr. Miller, let's not trouble Lydia. I'm fine… Ouch!" I glanced at the back of her hand, where a few droplets of oil had splashed. Painful, perhaps, but it was barely a burn. "Burns can be serious. It could leave a scar," Wayne said, his tone full of concern. Looking at the scene unfold, my gaze dropped to the scar on the back of my left hand.

He had taken my right hand out, spreading it straight as he looked at me for the last time. "You are carrying a wound days to our final mission!!" He chuckled as he looked at me. "Could you grant me a wish??" I shrugged under my breath. "And what would the wish be?? I hope it won't be some difficult tasks?" He scowled, chuckling. "Aimt you a djinn??" I scoffed. "So you ought to be able to grant me my every wish!!" I muttered. "You fail to forget that I have just a master!!" He chuckled as he let go of my hand.

Isabella expressed. I grabbed Isabella’s hand. “I wish I could hold your hand in public,” I revealed. “Me too,” Isabella replied. “Me too.”

“SEVEN WISHES! Then hear me Gods above, these are my wishes…” “I wished to be reborn and given a second chance! I wished to become the most beautiful woman that ever existed! To have an incredible reputation in both wealth! And fame! To have a great and loving family and not like the shiity one I had! To find love and marry the most handsome man ever! Let me experience the wildest FANTASIES!!!”

Start first" Tessa told him, cutting Miss Hannah abruptly. Connor looked at her and raised his brows. She nodded at him and he nodded back. Tessa inhaled deeply and held Doris' hand. Doris looked back at Tessa and smiled at her. "Doris. I wanna make a wish" Tessa whispered. "What's that? I'm gonna grant it" She whispered, still smiling. "Whatever you hear, Don't freak out, No, it's okay to freak out. But I wish you won't let go of my hand" Tessa said holding her hand tighter. Doris giggled and returned the hold while looking at their holding hands. "I won't, promise"

He opened the little box before my eyes, and I brought my hands to my mouth when I saw the ring inside. "I wish that you let me love you for my whole life, that I can wake you with kisses every day and make you fall asleep in my arms. I wish that you say yes, so I can call you my wife, that you accept sharing your life with me and being united with me in a bond for all our lives. I wish that you let me contemplate life by your side and watch our family grow. That I can live with you through the good times, the best times, and the not-so-good times. That you let me protect and care for you, like the rare flower you are. I wish, Hannah, that you accept marrying me! I wish from the bottom of my

Until that day came, we would live this secret life. It was worth it. Utterly so, seeing as he was right here with me. Pressed in close around a chocolate-covered cake. Face riddled with happy lines. My stomach did a few flips. Taking in a long breath, I blew out the candles. Made my wish like a silent prayer. It was up to the goddess now. All of it was up to her. She had chosen a hard battle for us to endure. But endure it we shall. “Happy birthday my love,” Harland breathed and picked up my hand from the cover. Kissing it softly, he smiled as he pulled away. “May there be many more to come,” He mused, that dashing smile of his still on his lips.

He asked with his hands placed upwards on the table. Lily smiled and placed her hand in his. "Be careful what you wish for. It might take a lifetime to fulfil my goals," she teased, and he squeezed her hand gently. "I don't mind dedicating this lifetime to helping you fulfil your goals."

Sherly smiled at him with her fluffy eyes. Seeing her like this, the caretaker's heart softened, and in response, the caretaker offered her unexpected advice. "Remember, dear, a wish is only granted when the one who makes it is willing to face it," he said, his voice carrying a hint of wisdom. "Sometimes, the path to fulfillment is not easy, but facing your wishes head-on is the first step towards making them come true."

IANTHE My hand is gripped tightly in Ricardo's as we make our way to the funeral of The Wisher. "Are you sure it's a good idea that I come?" I ask for what must be the seventh time. His thumb strokes languidly over the back of my hand, those greys looking like they're melting as he takes in my face. "I want you by my side." His sure voice sends tingles down my spine. I know as soon as we get out of the car, his hand will no longer hold mine in the public. My birthday has never been so slow to arrive as it does this year.