7 Minutes Eren Fanfic Novels & Stories

"I think this has something to do with Uno." "I remember Uno rejecting me and because of that I went into emotional downhill. It took a lot of time for me to give him my love but it does not make sense because from my memory, I did love him and we had great times together." Erika roll over and took a sest at the top of the bed with her legs crossed together like indian sit. After some seconds, he raised his hands in a snap. "That's it!..Since Uno had your love back, maybe that what makes him angier than ever."

“Keren No.18, Room 1.” At the moment the message was sent, Eranthe did not immediately put down her phone. Her thumb remained on the screen, as if confirming something, or as if waiting for some irreversible result. She knew very clearly what she was doing. Just forty-five minutes earlier, she had been standing outside that not-fully-closed door, watching everything inside. That man, Dylan, her boyfriend of more than two years, was leaning lazily against the sofa, while another woman’s leg was slowly and suggestively moving along his body.

he said with a shrug. “Just following orders.” Erica’s mind screamed at her to fight, to resist, but her body refused to cooperate. She could only helplessly watch as he lifted her into the air effortlessly and as his hands on her arms would bruise. “No!” she rasped, tears rolling down her face. The driver made a last grunt, pulled her over the barrier, and set her free. The drop was extremely slow and extremely quick, at the same time. The freezing wind scratched against her clothing, her hair flying wildly about her head.

“What? The person you all were so crazy to find, looks like she's been living in luxury. She doesn't look sick, or like she's been starving. I bet she even stole the clothes she's wearing, right now. Don't you guys have eyes? She's wearing limited edition clothes! Before the police comes, and starts asking useless questions, you had better make her turn herself in, before she makes it hard for all of us…” “Eileen!” Kaden shouted, breathing hard. He had been holding his frustration ever since Eileen began to ramble on, and on. “We're mating with Yrene.” ~ EILEEN'S POV. It felt like the world had stopped at that moment. What were they saying? Mate with Yrene? That bumbling fat boul? Did they h

the other warriors called out excitedly. Before I knew it, I was being thrust into a dark closet with Adrian, our laughs dissipating beneath the sound of the muffled music. Jackets and shirts pressed onto me from all sides, and the familiar scent of Eric’s cologne filled my nostrils, drowning out all other scents. This was Eric’s bedroom closet, but that hardly mattered right now; what mattered was the game. Seven minutes in heaven was a game I had heard of, but had never played; normally, winners of each round would pair up and would have to spend seven minutes in a closet together. What happened in the closet was up to them, but it usually involved a lot of making out.

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?

Leaning forward, he took a lock of her hair and rubbed it gently between his thumb and index, “The little things that makes you you…” Sara’s face immediately turned into a bright shade at his words and voice, the way he said it, lower than his previous sentence, closer, huskier, coughing a couple of times, she stood up, avoiding his gaze. “It is late, I better get going before father comes back…”, at her trembling words, Eren smiled warmly at her, his eyes looking clearer in the sun, standing up he stood in in front of her, towering her with his height. “Alright, as long as you promise me to meet again, tomorrow...”

I hum, tottering toward the door. When I swing it open, I’m greeted not by Peter, but by Eren, leaning casually against the doorframe. His green eyes are eyeing me with mischief. "Hey." He smirks, and I feel a swarm of butterflies erupt in my stomach. The fact that he's wearing a white shirt with a black leather jacket and ripped jeans, doesn't help but amplify his effortlessly dangerous charm.. As always, this Alpha looks dangerously handsome. My face began to catch heat when I realized what I was putting on right now. I was in a thin tank top and was in very short shorts that leaves little to the imagination.

“Apparently, they both think they’re my mate.” Leina looked between the two men, then back at me. “Well, that’s… complicated.” “You think?” I said, unable to hide the sarcasm. Seven was practically rolling on the floor laughing in my mind. ‘Complicated? Nah, this is just the beginning! Better hold on tight, Eris. Things are about to get interesting.’ I groaned. Great. Just what I needed, where was this damned Fae?!

I wanted to reach for her but retracted my hand back. She crooked her brow,slowly standing to her feet as the rain subsided.“ You want to explain how you played two women ?" I let out a low breath.“ It's not how it seems." She shook her head.“ I can't do this with you ,Eren. I don't want to see you anymore,I hate you." I flinched at her last words,my heart breaking into too many tiny pieces.“Wait…Elle….” Slowly she stepped back and away from me.“ We were a couple for only a week."