Novel & Cerita 7 Minutes Heaven

"Don't worry about it, Jason. I'm not angry. I don't need Rachel to apologize to me." I looked at Raven's condescending face and my heart sank. Luckily, I chose to give up treatment. In less than seven days, I would no longer need to remember all the things that upset me. I would no longer be in pain because of Raven's provocation. For the first time ever, I was looking forward to that day.

I feel bruised, like a fruit dropped to the floor one to many times. The smell of heaven is terribly familiar. Have I died before? I want to open my eyes and take in the city of white, but I struggle to do so. Suddenly, I find myself drifting off again, slipping into a warm darkness. Time is inexistent in heaven. The urge to wake comes to me again, and I do not know how long it has been. An hour? A day? A month? A year? Everything blends together into one long night. But, I have this urge, so this time I try harder than before.

Holding the phone, I started forward, falling to my knees and prostrating myself with each step, dragging myself along the ground. Six miles wasn't a long distance, but it felt like my knees were shattering with every step. Blood slowly seeped through my pants, the red stain spreading to form a horrible sight. I kneeled my way through the entire night. By the time the sky started to pale with the first light of dawn, I finally crawled to the private hospital where Eva was. My throat felt scorched and raw, like it had been burned from the inside out. I forced each word out, hoarse and broken. "I'm begging you… Please, save my mother… She's the only family I have left…"

Everyone around him was frozen in shock. His assistant rushed over. "Mr. Lawson, what happened?" Rory couldn't speak. His throat was tight, choked by the weight of the pain. Behind him, the sky above the villa was filled with the fireworks that had been prepared yesterday. It would have been the happiest moment of his life, but he had lost me.

Only now, the armor was made of bespoke Italian wool and billions of dollars. ​"One year," she murmured, almost to herself, her breath fogging the glass slightly. "Three hundred and sixty-five days of playing a part." ​"Three hundred and sixty-four," Ryan corrected, his voice cutting through the dark with terrifying precision. "The clock started the moment your pen touched the paper. Don't lose track of the time, Vennessa." ​The limousine slowed to a smooth, silent halt in front of her modest brick apartment building. The contrast was laughable—Ryan's multi-million-dollar vehicle idling in front of a place with a flickering porch light and a buzzer system that only worked half the time.

Davis. The only other thing that ever made me feel like I was in heaven like I do now was that hug we shared a long time ago. The hug that I call my heaven. I don't get many of those hugs anymore not so much recently because of everything that recently happened between us but hopefully many more of these heaven moments to come.

“It sounds silly.” Matthew shook his head as he took her hand with a boyish smile on his face. “It’s not silly as long as we take all chances given to us by the heavens,” he said gently. “Think of it as us trying it out just for fun. Besides, the doctor said that a little more fresh air would do you some good. Think of this as humoring me for a bit, all right?”

I squinted for a while. When I was finally able to open my eyes up, the first thing I saw was Seven's face which was flushed with horror. "Come on, Seven. You are not a child. You liked it when I licked your cock, didn't you?" I blinked and then bit a corner of my lower lip. The horror on Seven's face worsened. Nonetheless, I stood up slowly and took a step towards him. "Have you ever been to heaven, Seven? If not, let me show you."

Knight noticed that his mother was shedding tears. "Is there something wrong mother?" He got up and took a closer look at the projection. "Was it because I got mad at you last time? I promise that I won't get mad again, I promise. Please stop crying mother." He pleaded with her. "I'm just, so… so happy that you're such a wonderful child. Don't forget to study well at school. Until we return." After Tessia said these words, the connection of Seven was broken. ~ At Heavens Fall ~

the person in charge, Mikhail Jones, said. “Please, sirs and madams, this way to the seventh floor.” Mikhail gestured for them to enter. “What?” Jay’s face turned stiff. He thought that he had misheard. Madison, Tanya, and the two other men all looked surprised. Did Jay not say that only the most important people of Lovellia could eat on the seventh floor of Heaven’s Gate? Could they really eat there? “Who are they? They’re going to the seventh floor!” “Oh, damn! Maybe they’re members of important families in Central Harbor?”