7th Heaven Watch Novels & Stories

Chase's POV: The morning sun cast long shadows as I made my way to the meeting point Heaven had specified. The air was thick with tension, a palpable reminder that despite our shared history, this alliance was anything but amicable. I couldn't shake the feeling that Heaven had something up her sleeve, and the prospect of following her to the border for weapons only added to the unease. As I approached the rendezvous, Heaven emerged from the shadows, a confident smirk on her face. "Took you long enough, Chase. I thought you might have gotten lost."

On New Year's Eve, she stayed in Marcus's room to keep him company and did not come home all night. At his son's parent-teacher meeting, she and Marcus attended together like a loving couple. Even when she traveled for work, she forgot to buy me a gift but remembered Marcus's measurements and bought him a suit. Whenever I questioned her even slightly, she accused me of having a dirty mind and insisted she was only taking normal care of him. A few days ago, I saw the purchase record for that fifty-two-thousand-dollar watch. I thought she had finally thought of me. Instead, reality slapped me hard across the face.

A kettle on the stove, steam rising to curl against the ceiling above, drowning the body in waves of angry heat. Black and blue prints across his wrists, hidden beneath the small cuffs of his shirt, tinged with pain. But he kept watching. The lilac orbs flirted with the surface of the world beneath wispy silver lashes, the emotionless gaze piercing into the world around him with the sharp edge of a blade to watch the scene before him. Tiny knees pulled up to coil against his chest, while trembling arms rose to wrap around them. He couldn't look away if he wanted to. "Such a sweet little girl." The adults praised, their cooing faces filling the observer with disgust.

The next day, Haylee went to school again as usual. But now, she felt a bit better mentally since she just met Niel last night. She entered the classroom and sat at her table. Helen and Melly were chit-chatting in front of her table while waiting for the study session to start. "Have you heard? Brianna gave Niel a Rolex Daytona Platinum watch worth eighty thousand dollars?" Melly whispered to Helen. Yet, Haylee could hear them clearly since they were just in front of her. Her eyes widen in shock. She speedily stood up and grabbed Melly's shoulder so that Melly faced her.

​New York. Xavier's Penthouse. Thursday. 11:47 AM ​Xavier was already deep into a call with Nadia before Scarlett had even finished her second round of logistics. The penthouse had shifted from a residence into a tactical assembly floor. Margot had somehow manifested a fourth monitor—a tablet propped precariously against the backsplash—running the Apex-7 documentation in a scrolling waterfall of data that sat parallel to the seventeen-name verification and the grand jury procedural requirements she’d been researching for the last hour in a silent, caffeinated fury.

Not toward Blackthorn. Not toward Seraphine. Not toward Lucien. Toward me. My blood ran cold. Because despite the impossible distance I knew it was looking directly at me. The connection burned. Not painfully. Expectantly. Like something ancient recognizing something equally ancient. Then the First Watcher spoke. Its voice echoed across the valley. Across the mountains. Across the world. Not loud. Yet impossible to ignore. "The Seventh Heir stands." The connection exploded with silver light. Every gate answered. Every Watcher lowered their head.

The 7th Dimension (The Third Angelic Sphere) "I still don't understand what you and Minho see in here. Do you see the way she treats all of us?" Amara said, sinking back into her seat in frustration. "Tina's been through so much, Amara." was all Haneul could say. In truth, he couldn't bring himself to defend Tina lately. She had always been straightforward due to her upbringing, but he couldn't help feeling a change in her since she was alone with Lilith back in Hell. Then there was that alarming conversation that he had with her before they ventured into Heaven. Maybe Amara was right, they could've fallen into a trap.