Seven Days War Novels & Stories

Right after posting it, while I was still reading comments mocking me for putting on a tough front, I saw Immortal Ashes Team’s official account tag me in a post, openly standing by my side. "The crowd follows the herd. The strong walk alone. Those who don’t know how to cherish what they have will lose it. Ash Mercer, we stand with you. IA will always be your strongest backing."

Not just because Victor had broken his promise to me, but because the System's cold, robotic voice echoed in my head. [Ding. The five-year deadline has been reached. Target affection and familial bonds have not reached one hundred percent. Mission failed. Your inner wolf will completely decay, and you will die in seven days.] Seven days. The final countdown of my life had begun. Ten years ago, this System bound to me. It told me I had a rare condition called Inner Wolf Decay. The only way to survive was to get complete love or familial affection from one of four targets within a decade. Those four targets were my brother Caleb, my healer Julian, my childhood friend Victor, and my personal gu

I saw the freed prisoners getting care from healers, Holly comforting scared children with her singing, and my dad getting ammo ready with the other Hunters for the big fight ahead. Eight weeks. That's all we had. Eight fucking weeks to end this war. Eight weeks to stop Heriberto. Eight weeks to rewrite the prophecy. Eight weeks or nothing.

“Uh, this was the shortest War arc I have ever experienced.” Zeres commented. Their vehicle were destroyed so Zeres have to leap back home with Abi. Ezekiel ordered the gargoyles to retreat using a spell of his own and then he ordered the warmongers to be alert and ready. That it hasn't ended as of yet. That in seven days to be precise, another war would take place. ★★★ Abigail lay on the bed with Zeres beside her. “What if he attacks without us knowing what moves he had in mind?”

God, she bristled. “Then what does it become?” she said. I kept my gaze level, let the word out like a bullet from a precision trigger: “A war.” There was no drama in it. No raised voice, no flourish. Just the realignment of priorities. If her father believed I had orchestrated the attack.

I didn't even know which of his promises were real anymore. I lifted my head, gazing at him, and murmured, "It's been seven years. We've been together for seven years." His indifference melted a little. He leaned across the desk and pulled me into a tight hug. "I know you've waited a long time, but right now, the company is at a critical point," he murmured. "I can't get distracted. I need to focus on work. This company is something we worked hard to build. We've come so far. You understand, right?"

"Don't worry about it, Jason. I'm not angry. I don't need Rachel to apologize to me." I looked at Raven's condescending face and my heart sank. Luckily, I chose to give up treatment. In less than seven days, I would no longer need to remember all the things that upset me. I would no longer be in pain because of Raven's provocation. For the first time ever, I was looking forward to that day.

Susanna's face twisted with rage. She raised her hand, ready to strike dad, but he did not flinch. His voice, though pained, was steady as he continued, "Seven years ago, when Matthew heard you were leaving, he tried to make it to the airport to see you one last time. But fate had other plans—a drunk driver in a speeding truck left him no way to escape."

, he cried. "Good, 7 days"

I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side. The day when our Hate War officially started... ****Vote and Comment***