Seven Days War Novels & Stories

Seven days. Hazel stood by the barred window, arms crossed, staring out at the empty lot behind the warehouse. No more pacing like a trapped animal. No more red eyes or hoarse throat from screaming. Seven days. The crying had stopped on day three. The screaming died on day two. Now there was only this — cold, steady breathing and eyes that watched everything.

"Luca, are you really going through with this? What about me? What am I to you?" "A side piece." "But I love you!" "And I love her family’s money. Once we’re married, I’ll stop seeing you. I want to be a 'good husband' for the cameras." I watched the live feed from the security cameras on my phone while I packed my bags. I dialed my father. "The plane leaves in two hours. I’m heading out. See you in Miami." I snapped my suitcase shut and walked out without looking back. But before I left, I decided to give Luca a little parting gift.

⸻ “…what do you want?” Finally. ⸻ I closed my eyes. ⸻ “Choose.” ⸻ A long pause followed. ⸻ “You have forty-eight hours,” I continued. “Call me back—and we end this peacefully.” ⸻ My tone hardened. ⸻ “Don’t call…” ⸻ I opened my eyes. ⸻ “And we go to war.” ⸻ Real war. ⸻ Not shadows. Not secrets. ⸻ The kind that burns countries to the ground.

Waves splashed her skirt as he turned and smiled, “Hold on tight, Mrs. Carter!” Seven years of love were just like a bubble. She pulled out her phone and sent a message: [Pick me up in seven days, as planned.] No sooner had she pressed send than a deafening bang echoed from downstairs.

The sensation of the death of Edward has died down and the legend of the seven overloads have been the talk of the world over a dozen years now. For the first ten years, the world has changed in different way invisibly dancing around the system of the seven brothers and staying out from things that will make them energy with those seven beasts, and with no doubt the world was peaceful and advanced faster than usual. But then, the later five years, things started becoming a mess. Many talented young lords started questioning the authority of the seven as outdated. Some tagged them old and weak while some are bent on taking them out and replacing them. There were some that even proclaimed; how

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

"Pack some stuffs. I want you to spend a week in here." Right, a week. A seven day vacation I wished would and could last longer. A week is quite a long vacation, actually, but spending it with you feels like a short period of time. Especially, if the plans I wanted to do with you will not fit for seven days. Or perhaps, I'm not really contented with the time you said. Perhaps, I want longer, like years. Perhaps, I just want you to stay beside me. Perhaps... I don't want you to leave after making a short vacation so euphoric. "Are you sure he's here?" Daniel asked as he lowered his head a little, to see outside the window beside me. I looked over my right side as well.

And no girl would want to have anything romantic to do with a boy who is passionate about how aliens have taken over the minds of the world leaders and leading a world of synchronized zombies into mass destruction. So, Seven was very much involuntarily unavailable. That was until the day his world collided with hers. People were arguing on one of Seven’s F******k friend’s controversial posts. Talking about the usefulness of the notches on the recently released smartphones. Seven was on the opposing side. He believed the notches psychologically brought the smartphone users more discomfort than comfort, stripping the fact that it gives the smartphones more depth in aesthetics. However, it was

The work and the waiting and the cost and the building. Seven days. I was ready.