Seven Minutes In Heaven Eren Novels & Stories

When I woke up, I was already in the hospital. The doctor shook his head regretfully. "Ms. Rane, you’ve had a miscarriage." The doctor’s words struck me like lightning. I instinctively touched my flat abdomen, where a life had once grown, but it was gone now. I closed my eyes to accept it all. At that moment, Harry called. His tone was impatient on the other end of the line. "I can forgive you for hurting Emily, but to make up for it, transfer 10 thousand dollars to my account. I want to take her out for some fresh air."

Seven years ago, when I gave my heart to Bryan, I had never once doubted that it was worth it. I just wanted to save him. That was all. In retrospect, perhaps my memories were too messed up. I suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and my vision blurred. Beryl’s anxious cries echoed in my ears.

However, the imposing presence of several important figures instantly dispelled his brief sentimentality. "This is the Light Divine Holy Land's Holy Lord, Emerald In Fire, Wren Sundale," Enid announced reluctantly. Her own sect master had not been the first to arrive, so she had to introduce them in order of arrival and strength. Eva from the Dark Divine Holy Land naturally positioned herself behind her own Holy Lord, Helena. "So, this is Norm. Norm, I've heard so much about you!" Only now did Wren clearly see that Norm was already a stage-three major martial god, yet this was his first time producing martial veins!

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.

He just treated her like she was invisible. “Dare,” someone decided for her, grinning. “No way she gets truth.” Layla’s stomach dropped. “What’s the dare?” someone asked eagerly. Everyone paused and then— “Seven minutes in heaven.” Laughter rippled through the group. “With any guy you want.” The expectation was immediate and crushing as whispers started. “ She’ll pick him.” “ Of course she’ll pick him. She always does.” They wanted her humiliated and begging,still loyal after everything.

The ceiling above me blurred, then snapped into focus, and for a terrifying moment, I thought I was back there—back in that place where everything had gone wrong. I sat up, sweat pouring down my back. My hands grasped the sheets, searching for reality. I forced myself to relax. Inhale. Exhale. Until my breathing slowed down. Then my phone buzzed. I snatched it up, was it Manolya or Pelin?. One new message. From Eren. I hit play. His voice filled my ear, hoarse and strained, words spilling through static.

The woman slowly tried to support Eren and leaned him on the couch. "Let's drink..." said the woman with full of tenderness. "Glek gleck gleck..." Eren drank so fast. The thirst in his body was already at its maximum. "Are you feeling better?" asked the woman while looking at Eren's face. "Yes I have. Thank you. Excuse me, may I know your name?” asked Eren with a pale face. "My name is Jessica and this is my son Ben," the woman introduced herself. "Sorry, I have another question. Where am I currently? As I recall, I was walking in the middle of a very hot desert,” said Eren who still looked weak.

After lunch, I stayed in the kitchen to clean the table. Eren has convinced Erden to play with him. So they went somewhere in the rooms. I was washing the dishes when Eren begins calling me out loud. “Mommy! Mommy!” He cries out as he appears in the kitchen. I turn to look at him, raising a brow. “Meet Erdena.” He gestures in a royally manner to the door and Erden steps in, his face overspread with makeup and a short curly wig on his head.

​As Evelyn nodded and stepped back into the elevator, Vennessa walked over to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, looking out toward the eastern horizon where the sun was fully breaking through the clouds. ​Ten days. She had ten days of absolute freedom from his presence, ten days to rebuild her defenses and fortify her heart against the dangerous pull of Ryan Hayes. She should have been relieved. She should have been celebrating the fact that her firm was completely secure and her predatory husband was halfway across the world. ​But as she looked out at the massive, empty sky, all she could feel was the lingering ghost of his warm touch against her cheek, and the realization that ten days mi

The cold, calculated billionaire mask had completely shattered. Elena stopped right behind Axel's chair, ignoring the rest of the room. A brilliant, knowing smile spread across her lips as she leaned down, her perfume filling the air. "Hello, Axel," Elena said softly, stopping beside his chair. Her smile was calm, almost amused. “It’s been a long time.” Axel’s face went completely still. Then she looked at me. “So,” she said, studying me with unsettling familiarity. “You’re Hazel.”