Wishes In One Hand Novels & Stories

“I’m sending you home too,” I say quietly, doing my best to look each in the eyes. “I’m sorry this happened to you. I’m sorry if you’re disappointed that you didn’t get the wish.” They murmur a variety of responses back to me, most of them relieved. One by one they step forward and I take their hands, pressing kisses to their foreheads and in doing so imbuing them with a little Goddess luck that I hope will bring them good fortune in their lives to come. I give Cadence a little extra and she gives me a long hug before she goes.

"My first wish is for you to celebrate my birthday with me every year until I die." She was stunned. Then, he stretched out her middle finger and made a ‘2’ gesture. "My second wish is for you to never leave me." He was silent after saying that. He kept looking at her hand but did not say out the third wish. "What's your third wish?" Ling Yiran could not help asking. "I won't tell you my third wish for now. I'll tell you when I really need to. However, if I do tell you the third wish, are you sure you'll do it if you can?" he murmured.

I pulled off the ring, the beautiful symbol of dreams, and pressed it into his palm with shaking hands. “Congratulate your Alpha on my behalf. My best wishes are with him.”

"How come there are so many wish cards?" She held a pile of wish cards in her arms and retorted grumpily, "I saw identical wish cards at a boutique. Is it wrong to buy them all?" Isabella justified her actions confidently, yet she couldn't shake off the unease. Were her wishes too many? Would he think she was greedy? He stood up, his lips forming a gentle curve. Extending his hand, he affectionately tousled her hair. "Are these all the wishes for now? I'll remember."

I lifted my hands to my eyes to admire my gift, a huge smile spreading on my face. “Do you like it?” “I love it” I chirped happily and he nodded. “Glad you love it” I can see he is immensely pleased with my response as his hands came and cup my cheek warmly. “I heard that when you give someone a gift, you can receive a wish in returned” “Really? What’s your wish then?” I asked curiously. “I’ll ask later” He said with a smile before his eyes darted to my lips and I was left wondering what his wish might be.

Our fingers, entwined in a shared gesture of solidarity, radiated a warmth that seemed to transcend the physical realm. Reciprocating his grasp, I felt an unspoken connection pass through our touch, a silent pact that extended beyond mere words. It was as though our hands, intertwined like the delicate interplay of fate, held within them the potential to shape the outcomes of the uncertain path before us. And as I held onto his hand, I couldn't help but echo his sentiment, albeit in a whisper, "I fervently pray that your words will find their place in reality."

Deep down, Arthur believes he presented it in the simplest way possible so that Cornelia would completely grasp his comments. I fully grasp what Mister handsome is trying to communicate to me after discussing it this time. As I entwine my left hand with Arthur's left hand, my lips curve into a smile. "Let's make a wish!" says one. I said in a cheerful tone. Arthur winked at me as he took two coins from his pocket and gave one to me. He nodded slightly, and I nodded in return. I closed my eyes hard and made an unanswerable wish... Well! I believe it cannot be answered, but I still hope it will be.

Then a palm print appeared on the screen, with a line of text next to it, “Place your palm on top of it, then focus your attention and release your desires with complete concentration. Perhaps I can help you fulfill your wishes." Driven by curiosity, William placed his palm over the fingerprint on the screen. Then he closed his eyes and made a wish, “I hope my daughter Jade will be happy every day in the future. I hope she can overcome her fetish addiction as soon as possible. I hope she will find a perfect match in the future and live a happy and fulfilling life with a man who loves her..." Then a green light scanned repeatedly on his palm, after a few rounds, the prompt sounded again, "Wil

He was hesitant, my eyes moved to his hands, there was no tattoo on his wrists like the one I saw in the vision. Who really is this man? The fight quickly ended and Kai won. The announcer lifted his hand and shouted his name. The crowd exploded in cheers, Kai stood in the middle of the circle, his chest rising and falling, sweat pouring down his body. He ran a hand through his messy hair. He looked exhausted—but so damn handsome. One of the noblewomen walked up and placed a large gold coin on the table. “I want to make a wish,” she said sweetly. “It’s the Alpha's birthday, it's tradition for you to fulfill a wish on your birthday.”

Felt that? So what if one day, when fairy tales and happiness are too absurd for you, someone offered you-- Not a fairy god mother, not a witch, not genie, not a mist... but just someone who can make you happy, offering to make you feel it again. But of course nothing lasts forever. Only fifty five real happiness, real wishes. Once you feel happy for fifty five times, the ones who came to make you happy will be disappear like they never happened. You have to continue as if they never existed. Would you take it or would you leave the offer and find your own happiness?