Seven Minutes In Heaven Eren Novels & Stories

After listening to everything they said in silence, I began walking past them, saying, "None of this has anything to do with me. My name isn't Claire Stewart. It's Hope Newhart." It was the new name I had picked for myself after arriving here in Sauvaine, and my new identity for the rest of my life. Zachary sighed. Eventually, he was helped into the helicopter. A few months later, he sent a shipment of advanced medical equipment to the base. He also sent me a message. "Can you send me a message now and then, just so I know you're safe? I don't want to lose you." I stared at his message for a very long time before turning off my screen without responding.

"Five, four, three…" The moment the countdown finished, he removed his hands from my eyes. The sight before me was breathtaking. He had booked the entire private port, where hundreds of drones danced in the night sky. The twinkling drones eventually formed my name. "Eleonora." Lucian embraced me from behind, his voice as gentle as ever. "My sweetheart, we've been married for seven years. But every day with you feels as wonderful as the day we first met." I looked at the sparkling letters in the night sky, feeling as if I were in a different lifetime.

New York. Xavier's Penthouse. Monday. 7:42 PM ​By the time she came out of the room, the silence of the penthouse had transformed. It was no longer the charged, electric quiet of their confrontation from three hours ago; it was the hollow, heavy silence of a space that had been vacated.

“Perhaps you had too much to drink yesternight. Your mother will be here shortly, Edvana. Let her know if you need medicine or anything else to help you feel better. If you are not well enough to ride to Denai’ Vena today, we will wait until you can.” “No, hold on,” Erin said as the man turned to leave the room. “You don’t understand. I’m not ill, I’m just confused. I don’t know how I got here and I don’t understand what you’re saying. Listen, my name is Erin Brown, and I think you have me mixed up with someone else. I didn’t participate in any mating ceremony last night because I was at home last night. I mean, I went to work, got back home, ate dinner, and went to bed with this stone thing

My boyfriend never stayed up late, yet he pulled an all-nighter just to watch the sunrise with my best friend. He insisted it was for work and told me to stop overthinking it. Felix Grant and I had been together for seven years, but I never knew where I stood with him. I stuck with him when he had nothing and helped him build his company from scratch. But in all those years, he'd never spent more than a hundred dollars on a gift for me. He said having money didn't mean we should start wasting it. So I limited myself to less than a thousand dollars a month. Then he spent a fortune at an auction on a necklace just to make Gracie smile. My eyes stung with anger. "Lixi, how is this fair?" He fro

The room we were in was also starting to turn upside down, my muscles throbbed with pain. “Babe? Aren’t you done with that bitch?” I knew that voice, I recognized it, and I probably would even if I was six feet under, I would still recognize it. I watched as she strode across the room to meet Eren, who immediately grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into him until his mouth coveted hers, and he began kissing her voraciously. Shock clawed at my throat, forcing my eyes wide and my lungs empty. My vision tunneled, and I couldn’t breathe as my wide, glassy eyes locked onto the horror before me.

"How could you say so? I don't think we'll know that. Only the one from above will do." "I mean, Deron, you're too precious to everyone. You did comitted mistakes, but most of the time, it's the good deeds." "As expected from someone who always calls me her angel." I smiled. You turned your head to me and flashed me a quick smile as well before going back to grilling. "Well, you are an angel. Indeed." "Of course I am. That's why you don't need to worry when I vanished because I will be your next gurdian angel. I will plead to replace the current one assigned from you just to keep in touch. I love you."

“For the good of the pack.” I yanked my arm free. I looked down into her pretend-smile. “We know the truth.” All the sweetness left her face. For a second, she was just a scared, mean girl. Then she fixed the smile back on. “We do,” she said, and scurried away like a rat. That night, the castle slept. I did not. The moon was a sharp claw in the black sky. My door flew open. It was Eren. Her hair was wild from running. Her face was white as bone. She was gasping for air, tears cutting through the dirt on her cheeks.

Meeting Uriel was absolutely worth it. "Do you understand, Erin? I can't function without you. I would be nothing if it weren't for you," his voices softened. "Euphoria starts with an E; that's you, Erin. You're my euphoria," he whispered. What he deemed to be an angel without wings laid on top of him, clinging onto him, smiling at him, only him. The mere thing he could do was grin, affectionately pushing loose strands of hair behind his small ear.

He chortled. Fisting my hair in his palm,he forced me to stare at the TV as his men fixed a disk in the DVD player. My breath caught in my throat as the screen lit up. I didn't understand immediately what was playing on the screen until my brain processed the images. My throat ran extremely dry as I froze. Eren appeared on the screen,a knife and blood smeared all over his body. My eyes were not playing tricks on me, that's Eren right there,murdering someone with a smile on his face.