Wishes In One Hand Novels & Stories

"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

"Your heart will be mine sooner or later." His fingers swam around her waist and covered her left chest, just like holding her heart. Her long and dense eyelashes flickered, and a glimmer of light flashed through her eyes like a meteor. She suddenly knew what wishes she wanted to make. If she could not escape from his palm, then... "Well, now I solemnly want to make a wish. Don't interrupt me." As she spoke, she closed her eyes again in a serious manner.

A lot of series of whistles erupted from the crowd, claps was heard from the people and everyone was carrying a smiling face. Immediately alpha Jaden raised his hand up high silencing them. "Well you see all the things I have mentioned here cannot be made by only one hand they say two hands is better than one so you can't use only a hand to plant, you are expected to use your two hands so that you would be able to weed away the unwanted plants before planting your new crop into the soil.

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?

Maybe they'll also have a beautiful end after all this suffering. "Make a wish." He said suddenly. She looked astonished at his sudden suggestion. "What?" She scoffed and gave him a weird look. "Make a wish." He repeated as he nodded, sounding pretty serious. "...ok..." She said and found his request a little weird. They both closed their eyes and made a wish. She bit her lower lip and clenched her fists. "I wish to die." She wished, a torturous expression on her face, as she couldn't bear the pain anymore. His consoling made her feel better but she didn't have any reason to live on.

"ye....es" My clit was so sensitive by now. When the rubbing stopped it almost felt like a relief.... but suddenly two fingers were plunged deep into my opening. I couldn't help but clench around them and a sigh escaped my lips. Damon let them be there for a while. "You're so wet.... so ready for me sweetheart"... he said this while reaching down to kiss me... Then his other hand moved from my cheek and took a hold of both of my wrists and held them securely over my tummy. He kissed me again and then he crooked his fingers and started pumping.