Seven Minutes Eren Yeager Novels & Stories

I racked my brain, trying to come up with the perfect thing to say to get out of this mess. "I can help you, Seven. I can help you find the orb. Just let me out." Seven threw his head back and let out the evilest laugh. "You must think that I am stupid. I should let you out, so you'll run away again? You want to go to that shack, don't you?" "Well, newsflash!" he added, drawing his opened hands in the air. "All that is left of that shack is a pile of ashes!" My jaw dropped open at this instant. What! He burned down the shack? What happened to Eric? Did Seven know that he helped me? Did he kill him? Oh, my God!

RAVEN'S POV I stood in the doorway and attempted to fathom what I was witnessing. Javier. On the floor. Bound like a prisoner in Kade’s office. Seven years. Giving information to the very same people who tried to kill us for seven years. Who had managed to take so many lives. Who had performed Cameron’s surgery twice. Who had blown up a café and almost killed Eric.

“Eris, I will do anything for you. If you want me to go and break Darius into pieces, I will do it. You mean everything to me, and be it curse or not. You’re my life, Eris…and I’m ready to give you mine.” - The next morning I woke up alone, and Kaya wasn’t there. It felt strange not to have him lay next to me. I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the weird feeling. 'Last night was... strange, wasn’t it?' Seven's voice appeared in my head, teasing me. 'You wanted Kaya all to yourself, didn’t you?' “Seven, stop it,” I muttered, feeling my face heat up. “Be mature. I’m 18 now, remember?”

"I want three days. Give me everything on Blue Moon—their illegal suppressants, the back-alley surgeries, and exactly how they've been draining the pockets of the poor through medical fraud. I want them to spit out every cent they've stolen, along with a side of blood. As for that accomplice from the Glen Pack... do whatever you want with them." "Got it!" Seven nodded enthusiastically. He tucked an ultra-thin laptop under his arm and vanished into the LA night like a ghost. Nobody would have guessed that this kid was "7"—the genius hacker who had brought the global banking system to its knees three years ago. Seven had always carried a look of natural aggression. Because he'd experienced an

“Every dollar that was invested under your mother’s name into Black Moon Pack and into Ethan’s assets… will begin the withdrawal process the moment you give the word.” “Recovery can start within twenty-four hours.” “Within six days, we can pull everything out completely.” I stared at the lights scattered across the Pack territory in the distance and nodded. “Do it.” The moment the call ended, I felt it clearly— the rope that had tied me down for seven full years finally loosened. Footsteps approached behind me. Ethan followed out. He frowned at me, impatience all over his face. “Acting all secretive. Who were you talking to?”