Magnificent 7 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Look where that got me! I keyed into every little detail, no matter how meaningless, except the very one that mattered. My lover’s ambition. I shook my head, pushing the regrets aside to focus on the man before me. My expression went blank, giving space for the disgust to settle. All the while, I was cosy in my little dark world; species were advancing. Mutating? Because what the hell is this madness? Are wolves blood-crazed as we vampires that they seek to suck blood now? That wasn't the most surprising of it all. This fat girl who looked absolutely harmless and vulnerable in the mirror was not exempted from this madness.

Matthew was impressed by Toby's quick reflexes, but he couldn't shake off his worries about Maggie. He didn't like her getting involved in the mafia, but she had created her own world with a strong army of men who were fiercely loyal to her. He was afraid something might happen to her, but she just wouldn't listen to him. Despite his concerns, he couldn't help but feel proud of her for being so fearless and determined. They heard an unexpected noise coming from a room nearby. Slowly, they opened the door and were met with a sight that left them both speechless. Sebastian and a girl were caught in a steamy make-out session. The two men quickly closed the door, not wanting to disturb them.

I stood up in pain to notice I was the only one left under the shade. "Nancy!" I screamed. "Help!" I heard other voices. "Steve! Help!" The cries could still be heard afar off till I could hear it no more. I screamed and I ruffled my hair in frustration. "What the hell is happening?" Sage's POV I stood up as I roared with laughter. I've just gotten more confirmation that shows Megan and the entire royal family of the magical world are all weaklings and a bunch of fools. "What do they think?" I scoffed.

I looked at him once. “There is no private place left for us.” Adrian was waiting by the doors with my travel documents. I walked toward him without looking back. Behind me, Lia began to cry softly, and Niccolò said my name like an order. For the first time in seven years, I did not obey.

she shouts, her voice rising over the loud music, slamming into me with so much force, it nearly knocks the breath from my lungs. “Sebastian fucking Voss. He controls parts of the city people don’t even know exist, and he’s involved in underground shady things that’d definitely make your skin crawl. You know it’s scary enough that you were bold enough to say “No” to his face, and now, this?” “Scarlett, breathe” I place two shaky fingers on her shoulder, hiding the fact that my knees can’t hold me up anymore. Every tingling in my chest reminds me of the grave mistake I made minutes ago, but I can’t erase it.

Therefore, I had been urging Caleb to mark me and held the wedding. But seven times, he abandoned me right before marking. Some people blamed that my glands were cursed, but I know it was not. Before the last marking, Susan got lost in the forest, and Caleb had to find her. Before that, Susan lost her house key, and Caleb had to help her open the door. Before that, Susan didn't want to eat, and Caleb had to coax her to eat—Seven failed markings, seven excuses to run to Susan, seven times to abandon me without hesitation.

If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will. And I just happen to be the one he came to with that insane proposal. What do I do? I flip to the subsequent entry, but my eyes hurt from using a flashlight to read, so I close the book and try to get some sleep. It’s going to be a long night. Thoughts of him permeate my mind. Being his fiancée. Affluent people are complicated as fuck, but I would finally get out of this tiny shoe box. If I pass it up, I can’t trust the asshole to not find an excuse and fire me. Lord knows he has wanted to do it since he laid his eyes on me.

When she arrived at the club, she walked along a dim corridor, and at one point, she heard a familiar voice coming from inside a private room. It was Ifrit and her friends. “You finally landed Mr. Harett, Ifrit! Looks like all your hard work has paid off,” a friend remarked enviously. “If you sell all of this, it should be more than enough to pay off your debt!” “Of course,” Ifrit said carelessly as she lit a cigarette. “This is not even half of it. Magnus gave me more than this.” They were all impressed as they flocked around her. Then one of them suddenly blurted out, “You owe millions of dollars, don’t you? What will you do if Magnus ends up marrying Freya because of family pressure?”

The first time my Alpha mate chose his childhood sweetheart over me, I forgave him. After all, Dylan saved my life seven times. Seven lives saved. Seven chances given. That was the deal I made with myself. Then Dylan skipped our Mate Anniversary to celebrate her birthday. He gave her the moonstone ring I’d carved for him with my own hands, saying she needed it for protection. And when rogues attacked us both, he stepped right past me as I lay wounded and carried her to safety first. I never fought him over any of it. Each time he chose her, I silently crossed off one of the lives I owed him. The pack thought I loved my Alpha so desperately that I would forgive him no matter how many times he

Those seven years shouldn't be the reason I keep letting myself get hurt. At least I managed to cut my losses after seven years. “Jordan. “You only get so many seven-year chapters in a lifetime. “I’m done spending another seven years on you.” His complexion turned ashen. I brushed past him. Out of nowhere, Jordan hugged me from behind, his voice choked with sobs. “Don’t go. “Don’t abandon me, Eve. “I can end things with Molly. “I can move out. “You can hit or yell at me. “I just want you to come back.”