Wishes In One Hand Novels & Stories

"Quick, make a wish! Two cakes mean two wishes." I sat down at the dining table, clasped my hands together obediently, and closed my eyes.

Minnie mumbled gushing Brightly. “You know I had a very hard time choosing a gift that crowns your beauty, your diligent, smartness a d how hardworking you are even though I wish you will beat down your workload” Jace mumbled with a side smile. “ I haven't give you my wish so my wishes goes as follows” Jace mumbled an Minnie dropped her teddy facing Jace well “ I wish you Will continue having this bright smile on your face. I wish you more success and blessing on your handwork. I wish you more life in abundance health and wealth. I wish you enlarged heart so you can continue loving me”

There are only three. She places it in my hand. It is surprisingly warm. “This one’s a little different,” she says. “You make a wish on each petal… and let the wind take it. One wish. One chance.” I stare at the flower in my hand. The red glow pulses faintly against my skin and my throat tightens. It feels like something sacred, too fragile for a man like me to hold. Like trusting in it might break me. “And if it doesn’t work?” I ask, the words rough and low, barely getting past the fear in my chest. “What if nothing happens?”

she whispered. Liam leaned closer, “Could you tell me what the first two wishes you made? You can keep the third one a secret.” “My first wish was for my mother to be healthy.” She smiled faintly, “The second wish…” She glanced at the box of presents on the table. There was a handmade mug decorated with sunflower patterns, all kinds of little gadgets she could use at work, a massager, and more… Suddenly, a small, inconspicuous-looking box made of wood set in the corner of the table caught her attention.

"Yes! Yes, I won't even mention you to her in case she gets confused. Thank you." He doesn’t respond with more than a sigh, so I stand to leave. "Is that it?" He asks when my hand reaches the doorknob. "Hmm? Yes, that was what I wished to speak to you about." His frown deepens. "I have given you two wishes." "Well, that was a pretty big one, so-" "No…well, yes, but I am a man of my word. So you get another wish." "Oh really, o-okay, does the Alpha still have the handcuffs?"

I whispered because I sensed the edge and sadness in his voice as he spoke. He waved it aside and went over to pick up the paintbrush that he’d dropped when he’d rushed to come to embrace me. He placed the brush on the table and gestured to the paintings once more. “In those dreams, these are what I see also. In the darkness, a woman is stretching her hand out, offering to rescue me from it all. I wake up trembling and the only thing I can do is paint the hope of salvation.”

The light in the book spoke. And I found myself full of a thousand questions. Kayden held my hand and protectively brought me flush against himself. "You don't have to worry, I know all of your questions and you really don't have to be afraid of me. I mean no harm at all and it's actually quite the opposite. I'm here to help you. Since the both of you opened me up, you get to make one wish together. But remember, whatever you wish for will have a universal effect and you can't take back whatever you wish for. So it's up to the both of you to make a decision together and let me know what you wish for. I can only grant you one wish and there's no limit on the wish, whatever it might be but don

A small gasp escaped my lips when I sighted something move really fast in the sky. Oh my God! It's a shooting star! I stared at it in awe, it was so beautiful. 'Make a wish' Closing my eyes I took in a deep breath. "I-I wish.. i would finally be happy for once in my life." Opening my eyes, I watched as the star moved pass me. I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling like things are going to be okay for me. I would finally be happy.

I managed to say, wagging my head, and mimicking the usual way he calls me. He chuckled, "I'll send my wishes and gifts by morning. It's time to go!" He kissed my cheek again, and withdrew slowly from me. With that, he got into his car and drove off. I sighed in relief and signaled at the driver to take me home, i've gotten enough for the day, and it was already getting dark outside.

“Nikolai, Nova, *these are the hands of your best friend, young, strong and full of love for you as you promise to love each other today, tomorrow and forever. These are the hands that will work alongside yours as you build your future together. These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you through the years and, with the slightest touch, will comfort you like no other.” *“These are the hands that will hold you when fear or grief fills your mind, when unwanted thoughts creep into your memories and threaten to break you. These are the hands that will wipe the tears from your eyes; tears of sorrow and tears of joy. These are the hands that will tenderly hold your children