Seven Minutes Eren Yeager Novels & Stories

[Ms. Fleming, will you continue the treatment? If you will, don't forget to collect your medicine.] [Ms. Fleming, your condition is quite serious. It will only deteriorate if you don't treat it. Don't give up. If you do, you'll forget everything in seven days.] I looked at the messages from Dr. Chester Richmond for a long time without replying. Perhaps having amnesia was not such a bad thing after all. I could not recall anything worth remembering in my entire life.

By the time they had done this and Grenville had chained him up using chains cast in silver, they were all sweating profusely and out of breath. The tech ran back to his work station and changed the recorded footage back to the live feed before the recordings he had made ran out. He had only recorded thirty minutes worth of footage as he had no idea the fucker was so heavy, he had thought thirty minutes was more than enough but they had just made it by the skin of their teeth. He breathed a sigh of relief, they had done it...just. He turned away from his computer to see everyone just staring at the giant on the floor. No one had expected him to be as big as he was. “Those chains will hold wo

Jeremy agreed, jumped onto the dining table, and began walking on top of the gold luxurious table. "Will you fucking get down?" Griffith uttered dangerously. "This is not some playground." He must be Griffith, the most serious, stoned-face Alpha, among the SEVEN.

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

“I’m proud of you.” Seven did not answer. When she was done, he thanked her and went out of the door. Outside, Milkos was waiting. His back against his new car, grinning from ear to ear. Clad in ripped jean shorts and a vintage shirt. The night was breezy so the wind played with the loosely fitted shirt, making his chest visible. Seven’s face brightened at the sight of his friend. “Is this you?” Milkos gagged as Seven walked over. “No, it’s YouTube.” They hugged.

His eyes were bloodshot. "Kathy, how could you do this? We've been together for seven years. Seven years, and you're ready to walk away over something like this? Have you stopped caring about the company too?" Seven years. Hearing that only made it sound more ridiculous. I looked at him, and my tone turned icy. "And what have you actually given me in the past seven years? You know exactly how many nights I stayed up working for your company and how much effort I put into it.

Frankie scoffed Seven ignored him and went out "He's been going out every evening,,it's weird" Trent said "Every evening?" Manager Kim asked and the boys nodded He sighed and they continue what they are doing. ** Seven got down from the car in a rush,,he even forgot to use his mask as he ran toward the stairs,the elevator is obviously locked by now,,it's almost 10pm already. He had to use the stairs not minding how tiring it's going to be "Isn't that Seven??" Someone asked from a group of girls walking

All members of The Seven Wolves have changed clothes and put on all their equipment. They will be disguised in all-black SWAT police attire with helmets. Of the 16 people, the Seven Wolves have four main snipers: Aidan, Shawn, Blake, and Erikkson. The three reserve shooters are Mars, Grey, and Bryan. The five sharp weapons and martial arts specialists are Jayden, Han, Glenn, Blue, and Juan. The strategy and tactics specialists are Arya, Caleb, and James, while Arjoona will lead and guide the entire team.