Wish For Me (The Djinn Order #1) Read Free Page B

you could not wish for them. I just said do not wish for them. It is dangerous to do so and if you have even a hint of intelligence, you will heed my warning.”
    Okay. “And rule three?” I asked.
    “Three.” Irving’s violet eyes glowed. “Once you make a wish, it cannot be undone. So be careful what you wish for because you will get exactly that.”
    I heard the warning loud and clear. To avoid wishes gone wrong, I had to wish for the details . I would have to think long and hard about what I wanted and make sure the wishes were airtight with no room for error.
    “Do you agree to these terms?” Irving’s beautiful eyes studied me, waiting, or hoping, that I’d say it was all too much for me and that I wanted him to go away. This is what he wanted, but I had other ideas.
    “I agree.”
    I expected Irving to just accept that, but instead, he became slightly enraged. With an angry flick of his wrist, a swirling cloud of purple and gray appeared before us. If I had been questioning whether magic was real, whether Irving was real, it was no longer up for debate.
    Irving reached into the cloud and pulled out a tiny device. It looked like one of those old-timey fountain pens with a crystal vial in the center of the brass frame. He flicked his wrist again and the cloud disappeared.
    “Give me your hand,” Irving commanded. With a huff, I did as he ordered, even though I wanted to remind him that I was the master and was supposed to be giving the orders. Not him.
    “You son of a bitch!” I hissed as Irving pricked my finger with the point of the pen thingy. “What did you just do?” I sucked on my finger to dull the sting.
    “Only your blood knows the truth.” Irving held the pen up and we watched as that tiny drop of my blood somehow coated the entire vial, then turned blue. I swore that surprise flickered across his expression, but it was gone so fast, I couldn’t be sure it was ever there at all.
    “What is that thing?” I questioned. I already despised Irving, but my curiosity was a bitch and made me ask.
    “It is a verity-meter.” When it became clear that he should try speaking English, he said, “It is a lie detector.”
    “A lie detector?” I frowned. “Why do you need that? What do you think I lied about?”
    “Nothing.” He slipped the verity-meter into a pocket of his duster. “Now, make your wishes.”
    “Now? Like right this second?”
    “Why wait? I’m sure they will neither be difficult nor take much thought.”
    I frowned. “Why would you assume that?”
    “Because humans are shallow creatures with shallow desires and they only ever wish for shallow things. Fame, infinite wealth, love from one that would not love them otherwise…the story is always the same.” He glared at me. “And I doubt that you are any different.”
    My face heated with fury. “How dare you! You don’t know me!”
    “I do not need to. As stated, humans are all the same. Now make your wishes so I can be on my way.”
    “I will not.”
    He growled. “Have you always been this insolent and ridiculous?”
    I crossed my arms. “My mother would say, yes!”
    “Then I pity the poor woman. I’m sure you were quite the hellish child.”
    “Oh, I bet your mother didn’t have it any easier with you. I’m sure more than once she considered leaving you on some unsuspecting fool’s doorstep.”
    The fury that crossed Irving’s face in response to my jab iced my spine over twice. “For your sake, I will forget you ever said that and leave.”
    “Good.” I refused to show any fear or that I was concerned in any way for his feelings.
    Irving grunted. “Make your wishes now and we’ll never have to see one another again.”
    “Oh, you would just love that, wouldn’t you? I should do it too. Then maybe I’ll just tie a rock to your Chronolier and drop it into the ocean where no one would ever find it again!”
    “Do you promise?” Irving smiled and damn that stupid Djinn, it was fucking beautiful. I