7 Years From Now Novels & Stories

Aurora leaned forward, pinning him with a fierce stare, "So tell me, what if added those?" He breathed out, regarded her with renewed interest, "Seven years, that's as much as I can promise you." Aurora's lips trembled and her head fell towards the ground. That was more than enough. She snapped her head back up, resolution stirring in her gut, "Then tell me, what do I have to do now?"

Four years later: It has been four years since Camille came into their lives, and now her birthday is just around the corner. As the month unfolds, excitement fills the air in their home. They can hardly believe how quickly time has passed; it feels like just yesterday they were cradling their tiny baby. Now, she’s a lively four-year-old, full of curiosity and laughter. With her birthday just a few days away, they are busy planning a special celebration, eagerly reminiscing about her first steps and words, and looking forward to making new memories as they mark another wonderful year in her life.

My husband, Harrison Knight, was a workaholic. When stomach pain landed me in the hospital, he had his assistant send me medication. When my mother underwent surgery, he was abroad negotiating an acquisition. In seven years of marriage, he'd missed three of my birthdays and five of our anniversaries. He always said, "The company's still getting off the ground. I can't afford to slow down." I understood. Years ago, his first love, Celeste Foster, had left him because he was poor. Afterward, he'd sworn he would make something of himself. He went on business trips, had late nights, and worked himself to the bone. For seven years, Harrison had pushed himself relentlessly, going from a pen

Nine years? "What's your age?" I asked. "27," He said and my eyes widened. WHAT???? He is even older than my brother Tiago. Just why the hell was I mated with this old man here? "Hey, I know what you're thinking but I'm just seven years older than you..some people also have twelve years difference. That's pretty huge because you have to wait twelve years just for your mate to realize that she is your mate." He said and my eyes widened even more.

His voice was a flat, dangerous monotone. ​"Living with it," she whispered. "And Isabel has been here for seven. Both of them waiting for someone to come and collect the bill." ​Xavier looked at the papers. His jaw was doing that tight, rhythmic thing—the only crack in the porcelain. ​"Xavier," she said. ​He looked at her, his dark eyes unfathomable.

I keep my smiling face but of course he ignores me like he has been the previous five days. It's okay Evie, four years will fly so quick you won't even remember this happened.

"The Romanos are planning to acquire a new port. If she hands over the operating rights to us, my family's power will expand. Our influence will triple. I have to play along with her act. This is purely business." I watched him in silence, letting him sweat through his expensive collar. He exhaled, his voice softening. "Okay, I admit that Alessia and I grew up together. But that was when we were kids. It's been seven years. We haven't exchanged a single call or text in all that time. "Cara, once the contract is signed, I'll make our relationship public to everyone. You're my only one. My only love." Such beautiful sweet nothings. I used to survive on them. For seven years, I had pecked at th

she exclaims, making a little angry face. How cute! "Okay, I'll pour some for you too." I pour the water, and she looks at me with disgust. "I'm not drinking from the same glass as you." "Seriously? Stop it, Olivia, you even took gum from my mouth before." "But now I've grown up, Dad, my seventh birthday is coming soon." Wow. My daughter is turning seven. "Stop growing," I pick her up. "Okay, Dad, I'll come to visit you from time to time, college won't be far away."

But I did not accept the credit card he handed over. "I do not hate you, but I will not forgive you. I do not need the credit card. Keep it and do something more meaningful with it in your remaining time. Perhaps we once loved each other, but the timing wasn’t right. In this long seven-year marriage, I thought I could move you with love and tenderness, but I never expected it to end up like this." Harry looked at me with eyes full of guilt. "I know I have wronged you for so many years, so this is the only compensation I can offer now. I hope you will be happier in the future."

“Mama took my ultimatum. This year I am 27 years old, mom and dad want me to immediately end my bachelor period. " "Hahahahahahaha. Honey, how old are you now? You're still 27 next year, right? Already, don't think about it. " "Mas, did you forget that in November I will be 27 years old?" "Is it true? Let me count first. "