7 Minutes Aot Eren Novels & Stories

Seven said "Let me rest for one hour" The driver pleaded "10 minutes" Seven said

I finished. I’d done everything I could to sidestep the talk about the wet dream because as hot as it had been, I was also trying really hard to forget about it and there was no way I could if Eren kept talking about it. “You’ve waited for more than three years,” I continued after the long silence that settled between us like doom, “what’s a few months more?” “Really?” Eren’s head tilted as he moved closer to me— slow, certain— his footsteps hung heavy in the air as he moved, each step he took sounded like a ticking bomb about to go off, his eyes pinning me like a nail.

An unknown contact, yet the content is unmistakable – a picture of a battered Daren accompanied by a chilling message: "72 hours are up, Elena."

"And put these on too, will help with the noise and it's a communicator too." Erin simply nodded and allowed herself to be securely strapped in, sliding on the headphones. She held herself as stiff as a board, not even flinching when the pilot slid the door shut. A moment later, the engine roared to life, the blades gathering momentum until the big bird lifted off. "ETA in fifteen minutes, boss." Keagan's voice came over the earpiece and Ethan nodded

Sighing, Erin glumly forced a smile. "He deserves it," Erin said without a second thought. "Besides, I have no real use for it," he muttered beneath his breath. Erin had no room to be selfish the way Uriel is. He just doesn't, and it didn't bother Erin nearly as much as it should. "You listened to the whole thing, didn't you?" "Makes up for you listening to mine last week," he bumped his shoulders up, and Erin reluctantly admitted it was only fair. "Three minutes left," the shorter whispered as he glanced at his wall clock, slightly frightened of how he's going to get kicked off. Would it be painful? Would it glitch? Could he get stuck?

And I am tired of being so grown up. "What about the bus?" I ask. He checks his phone. "Ten twenty three. We have twenty seven minutes before the next one. That is enough time for pie." Twenty seven minutes. "Okay," I say. "Pie." He stands up first. He is taller than I thought. He must be six feet tall, maybe a little more. He holds out his hand to help me up, and I look at it for a moment. Long fingers. Pencil bump on the thumb.

9:40 " What time is his flight? " Aeroll asked but Arie just looked down and say nothing. " ARRIICEE!! WHAT TIMEE IS HIS FLIGHT??!! " " 9:45. " " 9:45? WHAT? AND YOU REALLY HAS A FUCKING GUT TO STAY QUIET? " Aeroll said while getting off the car. " Wait!! Aeroll!! Where are you going? " " Here! " Aeroll gives her a penny then she runs as fast as she can. Arice gets off the car while shouting.