Seven In One Blow Novels & Stories

Several servants lifted Spencer inside as well. Just as the crowd waited for Baby Robbie to interrogate Sandra, Baby Robbie smacked his thigh dejectedly and said with great pity, “Darn it, I should have brought Sis Seven with me today. She’s great at interrogations.” Andy echoed, “Out of the 18 Torture Methods that Lil Seven has invented, peeling out someone’s scalp is the most effortless of all. If she’s in charge, how long do you think this old hag Sandra can last?”

He tapped his fingers on the edge of the table, “Very well. We need dice.” Jake tossed the dice on the table, holding his red pair back. “There you go.” Griffin went first, he shook the tiny white dice in his hand a few times as Jake, Richard and Finneas placed their chips on the pass line. All eyes on Griffin, he needed to roll nine. If he rolled seven, he lost, and it was Richard’s turn. Sure enough the dice landed on seven and Griffin was out of the game, which didn’t upset him at all. He preferred to drink and watch. He passed the pair to Richard.

He ran to me, panting heavily, but his eyes were shining with an unusually bright light. It was a light I hadn't seen in his eyes for a very long time. A light mixed with nervousness, anticipation, and even a bit of boyish anxiety. He pulled the velvet box from his sea-sprayed jacket and snapped it open. Then, he dropped to one knee. "Chloe." "It's been seven years. Thank you for walking these seven years with me." "I know I haven't been good enough, that I've put you through a lot. But please believe me, from this day forward—"

They didn’t go unnoticed as Preston was very vocal about his enjoyment. His hands gently slid into my hair as he held it up so he could view my face better. His moans and groans increased and grew in volume before he finally found his release. I sat back on my feet and smiled at him. “I have never came from a blow job,” he drew out slowly. “Until now” I winked at him. He smirked, one of his dimples showing. “Until now.”

"Hey, tiger. You can't just change my gender as you please. I'm also a pure guy. Since we were little, you managed to confuse my gender." Suddenly, Sky came and flicked the back of Zeva's head from behind. "Oh... Sky. What if my head is dented? Will you take responsibility?" "Yes," Sky answered plainly and casually. "I'm the guy; I'm the one who has the right to take responsibility for her," Zero grumbled, then pulled Zeva into his embrace and kissed the part of Zeva's head that Sky flicked. "Having hands is for helping people, not hitting my girlfriend's head," Zero warned Sky with an unfriendly tone.

I had known that Brody would win the fight and… Brody lifted Seven high up like he was weightless and proceeded to twirl around with him before he dropped him forcefully to the ground… or tried to. Seven did a spin and wrapped his legs around Brody’s stomach before proceeding to rain down heavy blows on Brody’s head which hair was absent on. Everybody was shocked at the outcome, including me. Brody tried his best to shake Seven off but the smaller man held on and kept hitting Brody’s head until the bigger man became dizzy and started to stagger and just when Brody legs gave out and he was about to go down, Seven jumped away.

"As long as you don't hurt anyone, everything else is negotiable." Sure enough, Zayn set down the scalpel. Vincent let out another sigh of relief. But in the next second, everyone's nerves were on edge again. Zayn swiftly pinched Cassidy's chin and poured an unknown liquid down her throat! "No…" Cassidy barely got a word out before she was forced to swallow the liquid. "What did you make me drink?" she cried out in terror. Zayn's face broke into a cold, eerie smile. He threw aside the cup and looked at the vomiting Cassidy.

Fire against calm, chaos against control. Sean muttered quietly, almost to himself, “Here we go.” The whistle shrilled. The ball arced high. Yvo exploded upward with raw power, the red jersey a blur. Leo rose to meet him, precise and smooth, timing every movement perfectly. Their arms collided midair, fingertips grazing the ball at the same instant. The ball tipped, wavered, and spun into play.

The light reflecting off the silver dagger in Elise's wolf claw fell into my eyes. "Alice, go to the hell!" Watching Elise stab toward me with the poisoned silver dagger, Noah and Lucian both rushed to block Elise. Noah pulled me into his arms, while Lucian dashed in front of me and took the poisoned silver dagger meant for me. I was so shocked by the scene that I couldn't snap out of it for a long time. Everyone else was also stunned.

The music on the dance floor roared on, everyone else lost in their own world, oblivious to the chaos in the bar's corner. Seven was notorious around here, a thug who preyed on young Omegas forced into prostitution to survive. Anything—or anyone—he set his sights on, he usually got. He must have mistaken me for one of them, and now he'd been met with a bloody shock. Rubbing his temple, Seven's fury boiled over. He barked at his men, "Get over here!" Several burly men immediately surged toward me. "Grab her!" Seven snarled, glaring daggers at me. "You filthy woman, how dare you hit me! You'll regret tonight! Don't even think about begging me! One woman—should've stayed home instead of drinkin