7 Years From Now Novels & Stories

The technology in this time is so advanced that you will not be able to imagine it even in your wildest dreams. The airports do not exist anymore. Instead there are spaceports. People travel from one planet to another planet, one galaxy to another galaxy for vacation, marriage ceremonies, birthdays etc. Each spaceport has upto 300 rockets and space shuttles. All the cars are now aircars. People do not need aeroplanes and trains anymore. They are just kept as models in the museum to help the upcoming generations to see these 'vintage' machines.

"Pack some stuffs. I want you to spend a week in here." Right, a week. A seven day vacation I wished would and could last longer. A week is quite a long vacation, actually, but spending it with you feels like a short period of time. Especially, if the plans I wanted to do with you will not fit for seven days. Or perhaps, I'm not really contented with the time you said. Perhaps, I want longer, like years. Perhaps, I just want you to stay beside me. Perhaps... I don't want you to leave after making a short vacation so euphoric. "Are you sure he's here?" Daniel asked as he lowered his head a little, to see outside the window beside me. I looked over my right side as well.

Thankfully, everything turned out well. I have a bright future and a happy family. Heaven has been kind to me. I love my wife and my daughter. For the rest of my life, I will lead IA, Ivy, and Eternity forward together down a wide, shining road.

“It doesn’t paralyze me anymore. I used to think about the seven years and it would, it would feel like something irretrievable. Like a debt that couldn’t be settled.” He looked at his coffee. “But watching him in that room today, I just thought: I’m here now. He’s nine. He’s going to be correcting architects for the next seventy years. I’ve got time.” I looked at him across the table. “Yes,” I said. “You have.” He picked up his coffee. It was, of course, cold. He drank it anyway, which from Adrian meant he was comfortable enough not to care,

7 Years Later I was playing with the big diamond ring on my finger. Ethan had just proposed to me. I couldn't have asked for a better man and a father for my daughter. Ethan kept to his promise. Two years after I left, Ethan moved to New York too to establish his own company. And he kept to his promise of never abandoning me. He took up the role of a father to my daughter, and within five years of his company going public, he had become the richest man in New York. And gradually, I had fallen deeply in love with him.

Valoreth breath out in relief but his heart plummeted when he added. "...Yet" Duncan crouched down, smile disappearing and voice low. "You still have seven years to live, remember?"

I don’t even need GPS—I can get there by heart. The whole time I’m sweating. It has been so long since I’ve done this. Since I’ve seen her. I wonder how she looks like. I haven’t seen a picture of her in seven years. Right now, it seems like a crazy number. Seven years is a lifetime. So much time has passed. How could I let this happen?

It was perfectly bright. The past seven years were like a flight delayed for far too long. I finally canceled my ticket. Finally, I was ready for a new departure.

Frankie blushed and the boys scoffed "Guys,,,we are in June right?" Trent asked "Yes why?" Seven asked "What do you mean why? Your birthday is coming up by September,,you and Frankie" Trent said and the boys screamed "Can't believe Seven always forget his birthday" Rocky smiled "Can't wait,can't wait,,some people are turning 18" Jerry danced Frankie and Seven laughed "I'm getting a tattoo once I'm 18" Frankie said "I don't have any" Trent and Rocky said at a time

Won’t be here for two weeks minimum. Two weeks that belong entirely to us.