Novel & Cerita 7 Minutes Eren Fanfic

My boyfriend never stayed up late, yet he pulled an all-nighter just to watch the sunrise with my best friend. He insisted it was for work and told me to stop overthinking it. Felix Grant and I had been together for seven years, but I never knew where I stood with him. I stuck with him when he had nothing and helped him build his company from scratch. But in all those years, he'd never spent more than a hundred dollars on a gift for me. He said having money didn't mean we should start wasting it. So I limited myself to less than a thousand dollars a month. Then he spent a fortune at an auction on a necklace just to make Gracie smile. My eyes stung with anger. "Lixi, how is this fair?" He fro

After Heath Renwick abandons me and our daughter for Celeste Worthing's dog for the seventh time, we finally learn our lesson. He parades around with Celeste and the dog, trending online, landing magazine features, and I don't say a word. He even tears up our daughter Maisie's favorite sketchbook to line the dog's bed, and she doesn't cry or make a fuss. Then the dog chases Maisie down a flight of stairs. She hits her head and ends up in the ER with a concussion, and only then does Heath bother to show up. "Raven! Why didn't you tell me? I'm Maisie's father too!" I spend the whole night sitting outside the emergency room. I look at him, my voice perfectly calm. "It's nothing serious,

Miyuki lay on the bed and Eren was on top of her. "Are you sure you want to do this Miyuki?" whispered Eren. Miyuki nodded her head slowly. Her face was red with lust. Eren and Miyuki kissed again passionately. Eren's lips began to crawl down Miyuki's slender neck. Miyuki continued to sigh in pleasure. “Ahh Eren… Yes, that's right. That's very delicious," said Miyuki while closing her eyes and her mouth hanging open.

She wishes they had put that darn peephole a little lower so she'd see who was outside. When the knocking went louder, she inhaled deeply, gathering the courage and hold the door handle. Then she turned it and opened the door. She saw a man who had let Kenji wrapped his muscular arm around his neck. The man was tall almost the same height as Kenji, he has got a short back and sides haircut and he's handsome but her focus was on her damn wasted husband. "Uh, hey! I'm Eren, Kenji's best friend. I'm sorry it's late w-we had a couple of--"

He was about to admit something he had never confessed to anyone. “I’m jealous of what Eren and Anne-Marie have.” Normally, Asher would rather die than admit he was jealous of Eren. His whole life, he didn’t want to lose to Eren, but when it came to love, he knew he couldn’t win. "Eren's love for Anne-Marie dates back to his childhood. Before her legs became like that, and it never changed. Eren didn’t back down at all when Anne-Marie’s condition changed; he stayed and helped her live, helped her accept reality, and made sure she knew she was still loved no matter what.”

Eren was silent, he has never heard me like this, it's the first time he heard me after like seven years that I’m talking about a girl, again. “You need to make it right Mike, show her you’re being truthful, show her you care, show her that you want her as your partner. Don’t give up, you need to show her you’re serious” Eren said after a long pause. And it was my turn to sigh because I know Eren is right and I need to come up with something to fix this. And fast before I would lose Cassandra for good. ~ CASSANDRA~ I raced upstairs and angrily shut the door, Cindy was on the couch watching TV.

That Thorne was treating me like a real partner even if it looked fake to me. The meal felt too long and too short all at once. When we finally rose, Thorne’s hand settled at the small of my back, guiding me from the hall. I could feel the weight of every stare, Cain’s calculation, Maddie’s jealousy, the pack’s curiosity and mine. Later, in my chambers, I had just begun to unpin my hair when Eren slipped inside. Her face was pale, her eyes wide. “My Queen,” she breathed, closing the door quickly. “I have to tell you something.”

"Finn, what does that make me?" Finn didn't even glance at her. His eyes were locked on me. "Chloe, I can explain all that." "I love you. You're the one I've always wanted to marry. These seven years—" "That's right." I cut him off calmly, my voice as cold as the island's night wind. "Seven years. You did love me." "Is that how you love me? By fighting with her for seven years, exchanging gifts with her for seven years, and replying to her messages instantly for seven years?"

Enora: My fingers ran over the keyboard with amazing speed. I had never been able to type so fast in my life. Maybe my solemnity fueled some kind of focus inside of me. I was less clumsy as well. My phone sprung to life and I glanced at the time: 11:00 am. Mr. Wright was supposed to have his second meeting today and I still hadn’t been called by Ms. Catherine to take the minutes of the meeting.

“First, after we’re married, mind your own affairs. I won’t interfere in your life as long as you don’t interfere in mine.” Lyra nodded. “All right, Mr. Leonel.” “Second,” Leonel paused for a moment. “There will be no romantic relationship between us.” Lyra almost smiled at that. “Don’t worry. I don’t want one either.” Leonel looked at her for several seconds. For some reason, that answer felt too easy. As though Lyra had absolutely no desire to gain anything from him. But he did not make an issue of it. “Then we have an agreement.”