Seven David Fincher Novels & Stories

"Amoroso & Amethyst Charges DROPPED! New Evidence Emerges. Harrington Narrative Challenged." My stomach lurched. Dropped? Impossible. How? What evidence? My heart began to pound, a frantic drumbeat against my ribs, echoing the sudden, deafening silence in my mind. "What is it, darling?" Mother cooed, utterly oblivious, taking another leisurely sip of her expensive wine. I shook my head, unable to speak, my eyes glued, transfixed, to the screen. It was a blurry still from what looked unmistakably like a hidden surveillance camera. And it wasn't of the main 'crime scene.'

Toronto, Canada Quinn POV Amongst the twenty-two women here, I only get along with Sarah. When I arrived she was so sweet and welcoming that I felt it was suspicious, it wasn't until a week and a half ago that she told me she had been crushing on Archie, one of the seven sins. Once a talk that relates to the seven brothers comes into our conversation, she can't keep her mouth shut any longer and rambles on about Archie all day long. She knew I was sent here by Ace and because of the few news she got from the United States she thought I was dating Ace only and that we both would become wives of the Luthers once Archie noticed here. Her so much love for Archie made it so difficult for me to br

"Conrad, if I went back to the Summers family, what would you do?" Conrad answered without hesitation. "I'd break up with you, of course. I could never reach your family's level." After hearing that, Quinn pushed down every word of confession she wanted to say and began a seven-year disguise. Running Summers Group was not easy. Every time family matters left her irritated and exhausted, she would return to Eastford. Wherever Conrad was, that was her second home. After so many years together, some things were already carved into her bones. Quinn could not live without Conrad. She could not leave him.

I took a sip of my drink and murmured, “I’m not upset, Kendra.” Kendra went quiet for a bit. “Really?” “Really.” I looked out the window. My parents lived in an old neighborhood. The senior residents walked their dogs while children ran past with backpacks. A breeze drifted through, carrying a faint scent of flowers. I responded, “I finally got closure after dating him for seven years. “I used to wonder whether he understood love. “Maybe he was just emotionally detached. “It could be work draining him. “At least I got the answer now.

Seven renewal certificates. Every single one had my signature and Corbin's. A note from Maya was clipped to the top: "He thought collecting all seven would summon you back like some kind of twisted fairy tale." I stared at the documents, and a slow smile spread across my face. Fated mates? If seven rejections could still be called fate, then nothing in this world was an accident. I gently pressed the call button on the phone. "How may I help you?" the bellhop asked, returning quickly.

CLYONE Right after I placed the last pillow in the middle, I heard a shutter sound together with a flash that lighted the area where I was bent down, which caused me to see my own shadow. Wrinkles became evident on my forehead as I turned to face you. There, I saw you holding a white camera on your right hand while a polaroid one on your left hand. "Geeze. You don't have to take pictures of my back. I don't look good."

'I didn't kill anyone. The crinkles of the man's brown eyes slanted into lines of judgment, and he grimaced, before looking away with a shake of his head. The tip of his police hat shifting downward to hide his features. As if he was hiding from the unworthy gaze of a monster. The glass shattered. Something moist and warm slipped past the cover of Damon's lids, a deep burning causing his spheres to grow sharp. That burning only growing in size as the road kept winding. Until nothing else remained except the blurred trees of the hovering forest.

"I was in a car accident. A bad one. They rushed me into surgery, and I needed a next-of-kin to sign off. I kept calling you over and over. But you never picked up. "I watched my baby die. I watched the doctors let him go because his father wouldn’t come. "And do you know where you were, Aiden?" My smile was razor-sharp now. "You were at your mating ceremony with Janine. You were so careful, protecting her like she was made of glass. You guarded her belly like it was a sacred shrine, but while you were busy playing the perfect mate, your real child bled out." "No, no! Please, stop. Don’t say anymore!" Aiden dropped to his knees, clutching his head in his hands. "I didn’t know… I thought you

Brian barked into the phone, "Scam! My wife's here in Ferovia. How the hell could she be dead? Keep this crap up and I'll sue you when I'm back in Carmoria!" The voice snapped back, sharper now. "Are you really Shiloh Quinn's husband? "Seven days ago, during the bus crash, your wife went back into the fire multiple times to pull children out. On the last run, the explosion hit. She went over the cliff.

His passion lay with Sienna. I stared blankly at the papers until my secretary came in, holding the asset report I'd requested. Chloe Gordon said, "Madam, I've finished checking everything. Besides the part we invested in the company, there are a few pieces of jewelry missing." My head jerked up. "Which ones?" My parents gave me so many gifts. I couldn't remember everything. She replied, "A diamond necklace and a wedding dress." "A diamond necklace?" I muttered, then remembered seeing it around Sienna's neck.