Scissor Seven Characters Novels & Stories

I snatched it from him and tore the seal off. The number ‘seven’ was drawn with a pencil. A small hand written note below it. “Don't forget the deal. No harm should be done to anyone,” I squeezed the paper and tossed it. Seven seemed too far away though it was about three hours away. “Tell the wolves to be ready. We match at my command,” ********* PENELOPE'S POV

Seven's white t-shirt is stained on the chest. I watch in horror as Seven falls on the ground, blood oozing out of his body. All I can see is Blood! Blood! Blood! 💀💀💀💀💀

Number 50 was the rude stranger from before his weapon was the most breathtaking of all. Its stats were as follows:- Name: "Soulcutter" ‎Appearance: A dark, curved scythe with an ebony wood staff (6 ft long). Intricate silver etchings (like skeletal vines) crawl along the edge. At the base, a crimson gem glows faintly – said to pulse with every soul "harvested". ‎Stats: ‎- Damage: High melee + possible "soul drain" effect ‎- Range: Long sweep (hits multiple foes)

“Um, no, Luna. We just killed five guys. Maybe you were seeing double?” My wolf flashed in my eyes and my hands folding into balls. “Piercy, I’m fucking tell you. There was seven guys. One guy had a long grayish beard that went to his chest and ear length brown hair. Then the second guy had hair that was tied in a bun, his beard coming in spots but really skinny. The third was younger, shaved head, no facial hair. Fourth guy had a large moustache, beard stopped at his neck and eyebrows that about covered his eyes. Fifth guy had stubbles for a beard, very muscular and tall. Sixth guy was about the same. Shaggy black hair like he hadn’t been in the mountains that long. Scar that ran down his f

“Sabrina, this is Lucas. He is my cousin and beside him is his mate, Yesha.” I was snatched out of my own little world by Seven. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, please lift your heads.” I smiled at the pair of couples who both bowed in respect towards me, which meant I was accepted by them. “That is William, my brother who is also the head of the doctors and his mate Kelsey,” Seven introduced a different couple who also replicated the same actions as the first couple, pleasing Seven greatly. It is good that his closest pack members easily accepted me his mate as it would make it easier for us to work together in the future. He had other plans for anyone that proved too stubborn.

Just a hint of it created a terrifying swordwill that shattered the void and cut through the sky like paper. When the divine light and godlike statue dissipated, it revealed a seven-feet longsword, emitting a cold and sharp light all over its body. There were four word-like characters appeared near the sword hilt— Loren Divine Blade!

He had a cowboy hat covering his head and was holding an AK-47 rifle. As he made his way towards them, Queen stared at him intently, and her eyes widened in realization. When he got closer, the man was just about to speak when she said, "Black Axe, it's me. It's Queen, Queen Scorpion."

The moment had arrived. ​Matteo looked at her, his voice a tense whisper. "The safe, Signora. We need to verify the integrity of the critical documents. The combination—" ​Amara cut him off, her voice steady and calm, speaking the long, complex sequence of numbers flawlessly. She didn't hesitate, she didn't waver. The number was etched into her mind, a core piece of her new loyalty.

Scarlett, There was a commotion in the corridor, and I heard people running. I sat up in bed, and I knew we were under attack. It was sudden, and I did not know what to do. Why hadn't my mates returned yet? I felt someone try my door, and when it didn't open, the person broke the lock. The man was huge, easily six feet six inches. I swallowed because his brown eyes had a murderous look in them. I did not know what to do. I wasn't a fighter.

The corrupting energy washed over him, and he cried out, collapsing to his knees. It couldn't harm him as it harmed me, but he felt it—a soul-deep chill, a violation that stole his breath. His intervention disrupted the beam's focus. The tether to me wavered, its grip loosening. Elara didn't scream. She moved with a ferocity I didn't know she possessed. Her eyes, clear and sharp with a lucid fury, spotted the obsidian dagger where it had fallen. She lunged, her bandaged hand closing around the hilt.