Level 7 Novel Novels & Stories

This time I noticed something I'd missed before. There was a small symbol stamped into the bottom corner. A black circle. Inside it A number. 7. I touched it. The paper suddenly became warm. I pulled my hand away. The symbol disappeared. My heart raced. "What the hell?" I turned the page. A new line of writing had appeared. LEVEL SEVEN ACCESS REQUIRED. I stared at it. Then laughed bitterly. "How am I supposed to get level seven access?" The room answered. A drawer opened by itself. I jumped.

July came to Blackwood territory. The seventh summer. The long evenings and the hall in the warm light and the work doing what the work did. I want to be honest about something at this point in the story. The narrative has been moving forward for a long time. Many chapters. Many steps. Many moments where things arrived and were responded to and built toward the next thing. That is true of the story and true of how stories work. But I also want to say something true about the texture of the seventh year that does not make every month into another development.

That woman’s perfume clings to him like a parasite. I forced a smile, shoving her down. *Not now. Soon, it won’t matter.* And it really won’t. Soon, I will be free from all this. He finished the last page and slid the stack back to me. “Anything else?” I tucked the papers against my chest, my eyes lingering on him. A wave of bitterness surged through me then. Seven years of memories flashed before my eyes: his gentle touch in the early days, the way he’d pull me close under the moonlight, whispering promises of forever.

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I ran through a forest, then a crop field, then a highway. "I slept in the wild, ate leaves, and drank rainwater. If I was lucky, I'd come across a garbage dump and eat some food that went bad. "And so, after walking for days and nights, I came back to you. But you said to me I was dirty. "Funny." Jeffrey could no longer support himself and knelt on the ground. His eyes were extremely red, looking at me. He was in pain, "Audrey, I'm sorry. I had no idea what you had been through. No one referred to the ransom..."

CLYONE "I'm hungry. Are you, too?" I turned my head on you only to be met by your fluffy black hair. Your head is hung low and your fingers are sliding through the glassy cover of one of the page on the song book. All the songs you've entered just finished, so now you are looking for a new one to enter. It's quite late for a lunch already as well, but since we had enough snacks to eat earlier, we didn't starved much. But my system won't be satisfied by light snacks. I want something like a rice.

POV DARLENE The Seventh Layer of Entropy was a realm of Suspended Neglect. Unlike the clinical precision of the Autopsy or the industrial roar of the Foundry, the Seventh Layer was eerily quiet, a vast, infinite cathedral of silver-grey twilight where the air tasted of dusty attics and the metallic tang of childhood rain. As I stood upon a floor that felt like compacted ash, I realized the ground was not earth at all; it was a mosaic of millions of floating, semi-translucent Silver-Grey Photographs—snapshots of every moment the High Council of the West had deemed "superfluous" to the grand design of the cycles.

The novel has 52 chapters including the prologue and epilogue. I closed my laptop before I walk out of my room, I look at Janine and Shia who are eating their chips while they are watching. “Oh, hi!” Janine greeted me when she noticed me. “You didn’t tell me that you’re going here,” I say, I sit beside her. “Is it required?” she asks, I laugh, “I’m watching with my friend, I don’t want to talk to anyone,” she added before she look at the TV again. Shia looked at Janine.

me' with your mouth but the rest of your body wants the touch, so how dare you to have the guts to want to blame Ace for this?" he said, his voice was turning a little cold and he immediately yanked the towel off my body exposing my nakedness. He took in a sharp breath as he take in my sight "You are really well made, and because of your lack of resistance whenever we seven brothers come closer to you, so, just accept our offer to be our slut" he said as he bent down and pushed my legs apart. I lay spread out on the bed watching him undress, and every inch of my body exposed by him is a turn-on. Am I really unable to resist them? My pussy was twitching in want and I realized that I wasn't r

He did not have the strength to have a soul enlightenment. “I won’t waste my time talking nonsense with you. Pick a difficulty level—there are seven of them. The easiest one is level one, and difficulty level seven is exceptional. In fact, I don’t even have to ask you this. The most you can do is stay in difficulty level one, probably lasting as long as somebody finishing their tea or a joystick burning.” He lazily stood up from his chair and picked up the formation jade strips in front of him, adding a couple of runes that Fane did not understand on the jade strips.