Seven In One Blow Novels & Stories

Seven's white t-shirt is stained on the chest. I watch in horror as Seven falls on the ground, blood oozing out of his body. All I can see is Blood! Blood! Blood! 💀💀💀💀💀

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.”

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?"

Suddenly, a fat hand extended over. “Hey, come and have a drink with me.” The overweight man dragged me toward the washroom. Just as I was about to be dragged into the washroom, Jeremy, who was focused on finding Bailey, finally realized what was happening to me. His eyes were bloodshot as he punched the pervert. He did not stop until the pervert was covered in blood. Jeremy then hugged me with his trembling hands. “Don’t worry, I’m here. It’s fine now.” I grabbed his arms, and it was as if I had been transported back in time to that rainy night seven years ago.

Seven's presence seemed to suck the very air from the room, leaving a wake of whispered speculation in his path. Donald visibly swallowed. His Adam's apple bobbed convulsively in his throat as he watched Seven approached. He immediately bent into a deep bow, practically folding himself in half when the intimidating man reached the stage. The bead of sweat rolling down the MD's temple went unnoticed as he hurried off to the side, yielding the spotlight without a moment's hesitation. Seven didn't waste any time beating around the bush. He was never one to sugarcoat things or try to sweet-talk people. In his typical blunt manner, he began by addressing the elephant in the room.