7 Hours Novels & Stories

How long are you-’ ‘2 hours,’ She interrupted me, and my eyes widened in shock. “2 hours?!” I screamed. “En, what's wrong Alicia?” Adrian asked, unplugging his earpiece. I waved my hands at them and then lowered my gaze. 'Yeah, 2 hours,’ Helen answered and I hissed sharply. 'No.' I said, then continued, ‘ I can't give you-” ‘How about an hour, Hun?’She pleaded. 'No.' I rejected it without a second thought.

I dropped mine before it burnt my hands and Jean-Philippe dropped his on top. “Seventy-two hours,” I said and turned around.

I'll be in contact. Then three hours of quiet.

"Mommy said your flight was seven hours. So you will get jet lag after a seven-hour flight?" I chuckled at his conclusion. He was using me to draw his point. "Definitely. Seven hours is a long time. Can you imagine to be only sitting in your class for seven hours?" Austin winced in horror. "I can't only sit for seven hours. I prefer running." I couldn't help but laugh at his comparison. Both will be a pain in the ass if done too long. "I don't think I can run that long either. My legs will give out from the pain and tiredness."

with as much sass as possible. He snorted and said "Be ready babe, your 48 hours starts at 8 tomorrow! I hope you are all set to have a wild time" I could feel him smirking before the line got disconnected. Is it just me or is it getting hot in here? phew! I asked myself while getting out of the store and fanning my face. I couldn't stop my giddiness now. I can't wait for tomorrow!

Its almost morning. The rain has stopped. Kevin reaches the mansion with others after six hours drive. He almost fell asleep in the car while driving. Erin didn't sleep a wink to keep Kevin awake for the whole time. Moreover, Julius stopped groaning after a while. His wounds were healing. But the injuries are severe. And it's going to take time for him to recover fully. Kevin is sleeping in the car, holding the wheel. Erin gives him several pushes, but he isn't waking up. Erin yawns. Seeing Kevin in a relaxing position, it's making her sleepy too.

Edwardo's POV Seven days, Seven fucking days. The rumble of engines drones against my ears as we descend through the cloud layer, heading in to land. The flight’s not been long, only two hours, but it feels like I’ve been in this tiny metal box for a fucking lifetime. While I’ve been in the air, I’ve not been able to search. From the looks on their faces, the rest of the team feels much the same way.

5:00 PM One more bloody hour!

Elena's Point Of View The continuous, low-frequency hum of the private jet's engines had vibrated through the soles of my shoes for what felt like an eternity. Seven hours. According to the rough calculations I'd been keeping by tracking the shift of cabin lights and the stiff ache settling deep into my joints, we had been airborne for at least seven hours. Where the fuck was he taking me?

64 H U G O The flight was ten freaking hours. And sitting next to Audrey for ten goddamn hours inside a plane isn't doing good to meat all. She keeps complaining about everything around her even if it’s pretty much really petty. It's actually irritating and embarrassing to the cabin crew and the others who are here.