7 Nights 7 Days Novels & Stories

I look at Cassian. Cassian gaze slides to meet mine. One bed for seven days. And I have no idea how we’re going to survive this night, let alone seven nights.

"It does not divide evenly. How do we split it?" "Two days each with one day free," he proposed. I objected immediately. "Two days is not enough." Jax agreed for once. "Not nearly enough." "During the day, anyone can be with her," Riven specified. "But nights, the bed she sleeps in, must be designated." "I want Mondays and Fridays," I said. It gave me bookends on the week. "Tuesdays and Saturdays," Jax chose, claiming weekend strength for public moments. "Wednesdays and Sundays," Riven took, balanced in the middle and end. "That leaves Thursday free."

"The document says this is achievable in seven years." Seven years.

Steph presses the button that reads two and the doors close. As soon as the doors close I immediately let out a deep breath. “Oh man Steph, how am I going to survive the next 37 days here? I don’t fit in here at all. I’ve only met a few people and they already seem to hate me” I say leaning against the elevator wall. “They’re probably sitting there right now laughing at me.”

" Hey! How many days do I have to stay here?" " It's almost seven days. I guess." " What about my birthday?" " I didn't schedule for that day. Do you wish to celebrate here or back home?" " No. Book a ticket for that day. I need to go and punish someone!"

“How’s 7.” “Good,” I said. Hand on his. Over mine. Over 7. “Safe. Home. Ours. Always.” “Always,” Adrian said. Back. Not oath. Not promise. Fact. _Silence. Bedroom. 10:13 PM._ “Are you scared,” I said. Not asking. Checking. Day 11 rule. “No,” Adrian said. Instant. “I was scared for 66 days. I’m done. Now I’m just… greedy. For this. For noise. For 7. For 5,600 days. For all of it.”

'Just a few more days,' I told myself. Once the paperwork was done, I could leave. ... I had exchanged most of my jewelry and properties for cash, stashing it away. Rory hadn't spoken to me all day until he came to my room that evening. He informed me that my father had been transferred to an overseas branch and would be leaving in three days, with my mother accompanying him.

As I think of the option I immediately get pissed and step away as I think of what kind of deal he would want to make. "Not that kind of deal. I meant like it could be an exchange of time. I know you don't exactly want to go back to that place. I don't want you to go back there" he says the last part so quietly that I almost miss it. "Let's say you stay here for the seven days. I can show you around and if you like it here then you can stay. After the seven days it doesn't even have to be here. All I ask is for a week" he almost pleads.

My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov Seven days. We'd given the Council one week to respond to our offer. Seven days to decide whether they'd rather shape the future of supernatural integration or continue fighting it and becoming increasingly irrelevant. Seven days of preparation. Seven days of coalition coordination. Seven days of pretending to Grace that everything was normal while tension stretched like wire through every conversation, every meal, every quiet moment. Grace, being Grace, knew something was happening anyway.

I said. "Seven days," Axel confirmed. "And then what?" I asked. "Then we survive," Axel said. "Like we always do." I wanted to believe him. Wanted to trust that we'd make it through this. But seven days felt like nothing. Seven days until the Bratva came. Seven days until everything fell apart. Seven days to live like tomorrow wasn't guaranteed. I pulled Axel back to his room. Locked the door. "Em-" he started. "Seven days," I interrupted. "We have seven days. I'm not wasting them."