7 Years From Now Novels & Stories

A tiny push against my palm. “Once she’s gone—properly gone, not just angry-gone but actually gone, out of the city, out of the country, wherever she runs to next—he’ll look around and I’ll be the one who’s still here. I’ve always been the one who’s still here. Seven years, baby. Seven years I waited and I will wait seven more if that’s what it takes.” I said it calmly, evenly, the way you’d explain a plan you’d thought through from every angle and found to be sound.

And why should I be the one feeling miserable and haunted when none of this had been my fault to begin with? Dear God! It really has been seven years hasn’t it? Seven years since I’d felt my brothers affectionate embrace; seven years since my mother had served me her delicious home cooked meals and seven years since my father had given me an affectionate pat on the head for achieving something for myself and making the family proud. But…has it really been just seven years?

Five years of marriage, and Serena Vale was nothing more than a ghost in her husband’s mansion. Jackson Blackwood was brilliant, cold, and irreversibly tied to the memory of his first love, Avery, the woman who betrayed him to marry his identical twin brother, Jaden. When a devastating car crash leaves her husband, Jackson dead and his twin surviving, Serena’s world shatters. But grief quickly turns to horror when the surviving twin returns. He carries Jaden’s face, but his most intimate, private habits belong to Jackson. Then the realization hit her; Her husband is alive. He faked his own death and stole his dead brother's identity, just to escape her and play protector to Avery. B

22years into the fifty years, 8 years to the fiftieth year. I was running, hard. My feet crunched heavily into the snow as I maneuvered my way around the trees, clothed now in snow. I made a pause to catch my breath, Abigail had gotten it into her fair head to chase me around the forest and had instigated the snow ball fight. I let out a breathy laugh, puff of vapour billowing around my face, I couldn't say I didn't enjoy the freedom, I just needed to catch my breath.

{SEVEN YEARS LATER} The house was alive again. Laughter filled the marble hallway, the kind that comes from lots of balloons, too much icing, and a whole day of celebrating two kids who thought the world was all about them. Lina and Liam turned seven today. Seven. Celine still couldn't believe how quickly the years had gone—as if she'd only blinked and the tiny newborns she'd once cradled against her chest had become whirlwinds of energy and mischief.

I asked, still refusing to look back at her. “Who says I want anything? It’s been seven years since we’ve seen each other, and I was only trying to say—” “Eight.” “What?” “It’s been eight years since we’ve seen each other and your uncle, my president, wanted it that way. In fact, so did your asshole brother, and as another point of fact, I’m not even supposed to be talking to you,” I yelled over the din as I continued to scan the Sanctuary for Cutter. “Jesus, Minus. Is that what this is all about? We were kids back then,” Cricket said, her airy laugh cutting through the masculine clatter of the room.

she folded her arms. Nexus’s lips curved. “Oh, you’ll meet him soon.” “How soon?” she narrowed her eyes. “Hmm... probably seventeen years from now,” he replied far too casually. Selena choked. “Seventeen?! Are you serious? That’s forever! I could’ve finished college twice!”

Somewhere in the adjacent territory a seventy-year-old man was sitting in a house registered six weeks before a morning that had changed the shape of this territory permanently. Three weeks until the final ruling. The clock had a different quality now.

asked Cassia, confused. “Seventy years? Impossible. I was only about seventeen years old. Well, my memory is a little messed up. Time may have passed from that incident some seven years ago. Then maybe I'm around twenty-four now, huh?” Astrid said. Cassia shook her head in frustration.

Tom pointed at the barren apartment. “Eve and Jordan have seven years of history together. “We’ve all seen how Eve’s been with Jordan these past seven years.”