7 Minutes Aot Eren Novels & Stories

Nero forced his way to the front of my mind, and the sound of his tail wagging was deafening, ‘Don’t go taking flight on me there, bud. ‘Fuck right off, Bud. We’re talking about me right now,’ Nero scoffed, trying and failing to put a block up. Fuck no he’s not robbing me of time with Erin. He was a strong fucker; I’d give him that. “Little mate,” Nero grabbed both sides of Erin’s face, roughly slamming our lips together. She melted in our arms, “Thank goodness,” the relief in her voice made me regret ever thinking I could live without her. I wasted seven years. Two-thousand five-hundred and fifty-five days I could have felt this feeling. Love. This was fucking love. This feeling… It’s the s

Chloe leaned closer to Layla as they walked. “Okay, that was iconic.” Layla sighed. “I’m exhausted.” Chloe grinned. “Still worth it.” Students continued whispering as they passed.Some looked shocked while some looked impressed. Chloe bumped Layla lightly with her shoulder. “You know what the craziest part is?” Layla glanced at her. “What?” Chloe lowered her voice dramatically. “You chose his uncle during Seven Minutes.” Layla rolled her eyes. “It was just a game.” Chloe smirked.

They led Zren to her assigned suit and even opened the door for her. Before leaving the two workers smiled at Zren and said, "Enjoy your seven-day trip at Amethyst Cruise Ship Ma'am!" Zren's warm smile froze the moment they heard what the two of them had just said. "Did you guys just say, seven days? Did I misheard it?" "No Ma'am, the shortest trip is seven days," one of the two workers answered. Zren was still dazed when the two workers left, she was about to explore the first-class suit when she saw a familiar envelope laying on the expensive-looking coffee table.

Twelve hours of northern latitude, the long way around the curve of the earth, the great circle route that was actually shorter than the straight line on the map. In the seventh hour, Don looked up from the notebook. His writing hand was cramped — he was flexing his fingers, shaking out the tension that had built across hours of continuous writing. Ernest handed him the tube of hand cream from the bag. Don took it without comment and rubbed it into his hands with the quality of someone performing a necessary maintenance task, not a luxury. He said: "I want to say something about Japan." "Yes," Ernest said.

Uncle Eren’s POV I paced, my boots clicking against the rock in a rhythm that matched my frantic heartbeat. My chest was a cage of anxiety, the bars tightening with every second that passed. “what is taking so long?” I said in frustration. “I don’t know,” Pelin answered me, stepping closer to me. She reached out, giving my arm a supportive squeeze to ground me. “I’m sure she’s fine, Eren. You should’ve seen her with the Zodiac Beasts, she was a total boss babe!” She said admiringly.

, Dae says entering the room. " Oh..", Aroon looks up. " You wanna come ?", then he looks at his watch. It was already 6: 03 Am. He has to reach the ground at 6:30 and there is minimum 20 minutes ride to college. " Dae, can you pack your bag and uniform and get ready in a jersey in 5 minutes ?" " 5 minutes ? Okay..", the younger says and rushes to his room. ... When he sits in the passenger seat of the car with Aroon driving hurriedly to college, the younger takes his phone and calls Phet. The call is answered after some rings.

It was just this toxic connection and longing they had for each other, and he might have wondered if they might finally get the answers they wanted. And just then, she halted. He’d realized he zoned out for close to another hour. Seven hours, it took them seven hours to get here. To where everything led up to. It was a very small building with two glass doors that led into it. And a few uniformed men that hung around because it was getting late. It was a little past seven, he’d seen. And then Reg looked to him as she changed the gear to park. She, on one hand wanted to pause for a second.

In short, Val had to be patient if he wanted the job done. Val couldn’t keep up with Asher's fingers as they flew over the keyboard on his lap. "Almost done… just this…" Asher mumbled as he continued typing. "You need to hurry!" came a shout from outside. Eren was keeping an eye out, concerned that a car might pass by. They were parked on the side of the road. Although it was quiet, a car could still come by if they stayed there for more than ten minutes. The night's darkness and the absence of streetlights along the cliff's edge helped hide them, but still...

“No.” His voice cut sharply through the room. “We wasted enough time already.” He looked to Elliot. “How long?” He asked. Elliot stared at the screen. “The old facility is about twelve minutes away.” Silence followed. Then Adrian’s eyes narrowed. “Twelve?” Nobody needed to say it. They all understood. They only had two minutes left. Impossible. Amara suddenly looked up. “No.” Everyone turned to her. Her heart was beating hard. Very hard. Because another memory had returned.

Now that they had made it into the finals, it was entirely because I was carrying them single-handedly. Rowan, Rhea, and the rest never thought the team I led would be the one standing across from them in the finals. A sense of crisis crept over Rowan. He knew my ability as a jungler. With only a week left before the match, a batch of negative rumors about me suddenly exploded online. A heavily edited video was widely reposted by marketing accounts across all platforms, titled: Nina Vale’s Ultimate Simp.