Seven Minutes Eren Yeager Novels & Stories

And there were enough windows for the sunbeams to serve as the light down the basement. You tittled as you brought your hands into your nape to rub it. I scoffed once more as I crossed my arms. I stared at you as if I am amused with how you just tricked me easily and me, being the dummiest on the other hand, actually fell for it. Geeze. We've been talking for almost an hour about the itinerary for this day, but I only realized it now? "Geeze, Deron." "I'm sorry, okay? I just wanted to spend every minute with you." I rolled my eyes.

Just like a loving couple. The world suddenly became quiet. The clock ticked away, like needles stabbing into my heart. During our seven years together, all those nights we'd embraced, his burning body entwined with mine. These memories had once made me certain this man was my destined Alpha, the faith I'd follow for life. Thinking of this, tears finally spilled from my eyes. I turned to close and lock the door, then walked into the bathroom. In the mirror, my curves were graceful, my tender skin still bearing Ethan's bite marks.

Now that they had made it into the finals, it was entirely because I was carrying them single-handedly. Rowan, Rhea, and the rest never thought the team I led would be the one standing across from them in the finals. A sense of crisis crept over Rowan. He knew my ability as a jungler. With only a week left before the match, a batch of negative rumors about me suddenly exploded online. A heavily edited video was widely reposted by marketing accounts across all platforms, titled: Nina Vale’s Ultimate Simp.

Couldn’t I have found a better excuse? Erden fakes back a smile, hardly able to hide the fact that he is not at all convinced. Thankfully, Eren appears in the salon and his face lits up on seeing Erden. "Sir, sir!" He cries out excitedly and runs to him. Erden eyes widen on looking at my son who is sneaking in between his legs. “What the hell did you do to him!” He gasps. “It’s her.” I correct with a grin. Eren gives me an accomplice wink before he begins tossing his wig over his shoulder. "I'm Erena." He tells Erden, flipping his false hair.

"Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness." The note crumbled into ash in his hands, scattering with the wind. Jared lunged toward the sea in desperation, but his men arrived just in time to catch and stop him all their might. When they dragged him back onto the shore, his eyes were hollow, like his soul had been torn away. Hearing the news, Melody rushed over. Seeing his broken state, a flicker of unease passed through her heart, but she still put on a gentle act. "Jared, what's

The most beautiful man I have ever seen, a breathtaking young man dressed in a suit by name Eren Yeager, owner of Yeager group of companies. His face, his voice, the way he moves, everything about him hits me like a punch to the chest. Every detail is seared into my mind, strange memory flowing into my mind. I can’t look away. It’s as if the world has narrowed to that single image, and nothing else exists. My chest tightens, and I feel my hands clench in my lap. I can’t explain it, but seeing him there stricks a cord in my soul. It’s not just recognition. It’s connection. A pull straight to the core of me.

"It's Stevie Yeager." Hubert sneered. "Answer it. Tell him I'm severely injured and may not have much time left." "Understood." Erwen took his hand off the receiver. "Hello, Mr. Yeager? My father's currently in a coma and can no longer answer the phone. Are you here to witness the downfall of our family?" Erwen's voice was filled with deep anger.

The rogue clone jumped into the driver’s seat, tires screaming as she tore out of the blackened circle of the bungalow. As they hurtled through the rain-slicked streets of the city, the clone reached into her vest and pulled out a small, encrypted tablet. She tossed it into Maya’s lap. "My name is Seven," the clone said. "Or at least, that’s what’s etched into my bone marrow. There were twelve of us in the Delta batch. I’m the only one left who hasn't had a total neural reset."

If a villager hadn't rescued me on his way down the mountain, I would've frozen to death there. "I forced myself to reach town anyway. I kept telling myself that once we got our marriage license, our wedding in the spring would be warm and beautiful. "But then you said you were filming the clouds in the mountains, that the scenery was too rare and beautiful for you to give up filming halfway." I recounted the rest of the attempts. By the time I finished speaking, there was no emotion left on my face. I simply watched the pale-looking Joseph. "There was always something and someone more important than me and our marriage," I said. "I waited for you seven times. Now, there's nothing left in me

[Elena's POV] In my previous life, I hadn't been this meek and accommodating. I'd been proud, stubborn, and unyielding. I would never have allowed anyone to trample my dignity. I hadn't believed for a second that the text was from my so-called son from the future. It hadn't taken me long to find out it was nothing more than a prank Eva had carefully planned. I'd dug up the evidence and gone to confront her, only to walk in on her and Giuliano entangled in bed.