Romans & histoires 7 Nights 7 Days

When Carmella was about to slather me with essential oil, I asked her to get me another basin of water and told her to put a few drops of the oil in the water and use it to wipe me again. After getting dressed, I tried to recall my schedule for the day. This world seems to have a different way of defining a date. They also have 7 days in a week but they have no months. A year consists of 280 days. Days of the week are called fire, water, wind, earth, lightning, dark, and light respectively. The date is arranged like fire 1, water 2, wind 3, earth 4, lightning 5, dark 6, light 7, fire 8, water 9, …, wind 276, earth 277, lightning 278, dark 279, light 280. In this country there are 4 seasons w

"Forty-seven more days." "Forty-seven more days," I confirmed.

"Xenia Mason, Xenia Mason, Xenia Mason, you're my kin, my mate and my bride, I command you through the Fate of The Seven Who began Our Order, wherever you may be, in any corner of the earth, Return home to where you belong, Return home to me, your mate". XENIA'S POV Mondays are literally the most stressful days of the week, what I don't get is how one has just two days in a week for rest with pile of work to attend to, and then resume to the busy streets of New York.

“I have more urgent matters to solve. Look after the Alpha. I will be back.” David’s eyes widened with surprise, but he quickly composed himself. The pack members around us whispered among themselves, their concern noticeable in the tense air. “I will be back, Luke,” I repeated. He nodded. I was about to leave when Luke called me back. “We have just seven days, Luna. Seven days to save the Alpha,” he announced. “I will try my best to keep him alive until then.” Seven days. The countdown began ticking in my head like a clock. Seven days to save my mate, my Alpha, my everything.

Livia closed her eyes, exhaustion pulling at her bones. Seven days. She could make it seven more days. She had to.

I needed to put space between myself and that room and that conversation and the look on his face when he said Nightfall Pack. What happened in those seven days? I had been unconscious for all of it, completely, helplessly unconscious while Adrian had seven days of unrestricted access to think, to investigate, to map out whatever picture he was building around me. Seven days was a long time for a man like him. Seven days was enough time to build something significant.

Ethan took a deep breath, almost forgetting that he now had two wives who needed his attention, companionship, and care equally and alternately. "But didn't I sleep with Amelia last night?" "Yes, but the rule is three nights with Amelia and three nights with me." "What about the seventh day? There are seven days in a week, right?" "Yes, the seventh day is a bonus. You can choose who you want to sleep with." "So, tonight I have to sleep with Amelia again?" Flora nodded repeatedly. Her decision was final and non-negotiable. But seeing Ethan's reluctant expression, Flora moved closer, giving him a quick hug, then wrapping her arms around his neck.

he winked, and I felt completely flustered. "Guys, give her a break," Hunter said, and somehow I felt more at ease with him around. "And to answer your question, Wyatt... we all come from neighbouring packs, so I think we can set a packhouse in the middle... and have a rotation of nights..." Hunter shrugged his shoulders as if it were nothing. "Alright, there are seven days a week, two each, and then what? The seventh day?" Wyatt said, "On the seventh day, are we having an orgy?" Wyatt was blunt about things, and tears welled in my eyes, while my wolf jumped up and down with excitement... "Yes, all three... yummy..."

"And what do you want in return? Not only for the shop but for the whole week." I reached out to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face, my touch lingering on her skin. "Nothing," I said, my voice soft yet sincere. "I don't want anything in return. No conditions, no ulterior motives. Just seven days with you, spending time together, like a couple." "Seven days just that?" I nodded, my heart beating a little faster as I searched her eyes for a sign of acceptance. "Yes, seven days. And after that, you're free as I already explained."

As he turned toward his study, he asked over his shoulder, "By the way, you were calling me like a maniac the other day. What was that about?" I buried the cold deadness in my eyes. "Nothing. I just wanted to know if you were coming home for dinner." The moment the door clicked shut, my phone rang. It was Professor Clark. "Selena, I received your confirmation. You realize that once you join the Lausanne Institute, there’s no turning back. Are you certain?" "I've never been more sure." Professor Clark sounded delighted. "Excellent. I’ll have a team pick you up in seven days."