Scissor Seven Thirteen Novels & Stories

Scar puts the card on the table, leaving without another word. “I won’t take your charity,” Sebastian says when her hand lands on the doorknob. Scar frowns as she wheels around, only to hear Sebastian add— “But, I’m willing to sell my company to you, if you insist on me using your money,” He smiles at her calmly, “…deal?”

Tom pointed at the barren apartment. “Eve and Jordan have seven years of history together. “We’ve all seen how Eve’s been with Jordan these past seven years.”

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Due to how long vampires lived, I've been living using different identities in different countries to avoid human's suspicion. “Oh brother, you should at least welcome me with more enthusiasm,” Sebastian said sarcastically. Then and there, I felt like plummeting him to death with my claws. “Cut the crap! Why are you here?” I asked, getting more pissed. My idiot of a stepbrother noticed this but took it as a cue to anger me further and in the blink of an eye, the office was scattered and the only things that were head was the breaking and shattering of things and our heavy breathing.

I held her by the throat tighter as I remembered how I spent over five days in the infirmary because of her and her childish jealousy. "So... Sorry." She managed to say but I brought out my makeshift knife and I tore her with it in the stomach. "Ahhhhhh." She screamed but I carried her towel that was drap over her shoulder and I shoved it in her mouth to muffle her screams. I tore her again on both of her laps. The cuts I gave her are not deep enough to make her bleed to death but the are certainly deep enough to give her an everlasting scar... Whenever she sees the scars on her stomach and thighs, it's will be a reminder of her stupidity.

The sucker grabbed my hand and pulled me close to him once more, and he just won’t let go. “Stop pretending, Seven. You were not like this when he was kissing you earlier. Or would you play the victim card now that the boss is here?” Thirteen… This bitch wants to end me. For real. She wants me dead. “S… shut the fuck up, Thirteen. No one would think you’re deaf if you are quiet.” I scream at the top of my voice, but the stranger only squints dangerously at our joined hands. I try to wriggle my way out of the jerk’s grasp, but he still won’t let me go.

“Speak.” “You have been dealing with internal instability.” He said. “Threats, sabotage, fear within your palace.” The room stilled. “Careful.” I was warned. Adrian didn’t look away. “Your seventh wife has been targeted because weakness affects the balance between our packs.” Several elders turned toward me. “My household is not open for discussion.” I said. “But it is already being discussed.” Adrian replied. “Across councils across borders.” He said and I clenched my jaw.

"So you married someone else? Quinn, what did those seven years apart even mean?" Quinn looked at me, her expression settling back into calm. "Conrad… You must understand I'm the heir to the Summers family. I have my own duties. Hector and I are on the same level, and our marriage benefits both families. Hector said that as long as you behave, he can turn a blind eye and let you stay by my side.

New York ◆ LORENZIO ◆ “This might sting a little, Mr. Tomassini.” “It’s fine. Doesn’t hurt.” I glanced at the phlebotomist as she extracted a vial of blood, the red liquid almost too bright under these blinding lights.