7th Heaven Watch Novels & Stories

said Daniel looking into Criss' eyes. "Kenzo, stop doing it. I know the pain but please just let your wife and family go." suggested Dissa looked at a man who was pressing a special button on his laptop. The button is a propulsion device on the undead that is controlled by him to choose who is the next target to attack. Kenzo turned his gaze towards Dissa. He snorted in annoyance because he had always listened to Dissa's ramblings "Stop talking! My advice won't affect me in doing my job." added Kenzo, staring intently at Dissa.

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.

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.

The pain keeps me from going any further and I have to catch my breath to stop from crying out. Dear God, am I dying? Am I dead? Suddenly, everything comes rushing back. Zack kept me from slamming through the car windshield. At the time I felt no pain, but that has to be it. "We have to send her back, Master," the Watchman says. "If she is captured, they will kill her!" He stops, as if just realizing his words are echoing. His voice goes into a whisper, "I cannot bear that." Wait...did he just call my brother, "Master?"

"Almost... there..." The door hissed open, but as they stepped into the sterile, fluorescent light of the bunker, they weren't alone. Standing in the center of the room was Seven. She wasn't wearing her mercenary gear anymore. She was dressed in a simple white lab coat with her eyes red from crying. Behind her, a dozen screens displayed the global impact of the Needles. London, New York, Tokyo; all of them were being pierced by the violet pillars. "Seven?" Maya said, her voice trembling. "Did you come here to finish the job?"

She and I were all each other had now. I looked around the ground floor, thinking back to the last two years I had worked through the darkest of the underground to get here. Every day was burned in my memory, but it was worth it to make it to Warhammer and be close to the Wallber family. My stomach clenched in fear and anticipation at the thought. The Seven Days of Heaven auction, as the clients called it, only happened once a year. The club auctioned off the chance to spend seven days with one of the ten most popular prostitutes away from the club: no rules, no restrictions, and no oversight.

If I saw you in heaven Would you help me stand? If I saw you in heaven I'll find my way Through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't stay Here in heaven Time can bring you down Time can bend your knees Time can break your heart Have you begging please Begging please Beyond the door There's peace, I'm sure And I know there'll be no more Tears in heaven Would you know my name? If I saw you in heaven Would you be the same? If I saw you in heaven I must be strong

she whispered and smiled happily. “Mon amour, you gave me the entire Universe. Tonight, I’m going to take you to the edge of Heaven. Again, and again.’ And that was all that needed to be said. - THE END -

"Why don't we play a game to take your mind off things for a bit?” The game they haven’t played in so long—seven minutes in heaven, is now the only bud of hope that could cradle both their anxiety and longing to feel each other close. A sin so sweet that not even Reigna herself could say no or worry about tomorrow. "Fine," she huffed, averting her gaze as she played with the hem of his shirt. "But we're sticking to the rules this time, Carlisle. Just seven minutes, no funny business." Ah. But that clearly is a form of denial, isn’t it?