Seven X Mono Novels & Stories

Then, he said to me, "Claire, this is Mr. Connor Hamilton, the exclusive sponsor of the medical relief team." Out of courtesy, I held my hand out for a handshake, and he returned it with a cold, detached expression. His hand was just as cold as his personality. Dr. Lane murmured to me, "He's got a difficult temper, so you'd better not get on his bad side. It'll be hard for the medical relief team to complete our mission if he gets upset." I hummed in acknowledgment before taking my seat beside Connor. Ever so gingerly, I tried to buckle my seatbelt while avoiding the wound in my abdomen.

"No matter how much you try to put it back together, you can't erase the cracks. It won't ever be the same again." I could hear his breathing become unsteady. He stepped forward, trying to come close, but his footing was so weak that he almost stumbled. "I'm sorry for all that I did, Caroline, but I can assure you that you're the only one I've ever loved." "I am?" I huffed, finding his words absurd. "You love me, so that's why you made me go up and down the mountains seven times. You love me, so that's why you spent all your attention and affection on Gemma instead."

Then Helen and Richard left, saying that they would come to see me tomorrow. Jeffrey stood outside the door, hesitant to leave. "Audrey, we can never be together again, right?" Hearing this, Kash wanted to go up and hit him, but I stopped Kash. "Yes. "I’ve been unhappy for the past seven years. Jeffrey, how many seven years are there in one’s life?"

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

SEX AND SCAM The bass throbbed through the soles of my stilettos like a second heartbeat. I leaned back against the sticky bar, gin and tonic sweating in my hand, and watched him watch me from the VIP ledge. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to the forearms, the kind of careless wealth that doesn’t need to shout. He hasn’t looked away in ten minutes. Good. Let the hunger build.

He ran over and pulled Jeremy away from me before punching him. Jeremy was caught off guard and stumbled backwards. Xander no longer looked calm and polite as he usually did. He took off his tie and started to fight Jeremy. As a surgeon, he knew human anatomy very well, so he knew where it hurt the most. Jeremy’s expression was distorted in pain, but he was still yelling at Xander. “She’s my wife, and we’ll be together forever. Why did you propose to her? You’re shameless!” After hearing that, Xander hit Jeremy even harder.

With that, I disappeared into the bathroom. I stared at my shaft and it was still rock hard but I didn't have the urge for pleasure anymore neither do I want to feel ecstasy while filling Quinn's hole. All I need is a release and I will be good to go, and about Quinn. She would be Quinn for now until I figure out what to do with her. Since she loves sex and pleasure and can't resist any of us, that's what she would be getting from us seven. We will ram into her every day. Her pussy will be filled with our cum, and it will be dripping down her pussy unceasingly. She will soon be only thinking of us seven without any more thoughts in her mind. She would become the reward any we will receive on

He pulled out a diamond ring from his pocket and threw it onto the vanity. "You lied to me. You sold this without telling me," he said, stressing his tone. I remained composed. "If I don't want it anymore, I sell it. What's the big deal?" His eyebrows shot up. "Chloe said you've been selling off a lot of your stuff lately. Why do you need so much money if you're not wearing jewelry or seeing anyone?" I met his gaze steadily. "My father is being transferred overseas. The journey is long, and there are many expenses to cover."

Clearly, I had just gotten the tattoo. When did I have such a hobby? Puzzled, I called Brody, but no one answered. When I called his office, someone quickly answered. But the person on the other side only yelled in annoyance before they hung up. “Could you stop?! You call to ask all kinds of questions every Monday! I have my job too! Stop this already!” “I…” I got yelled at for no reason, and Brody still would not answer his phone. It made me feel a little dejected. My skin appeared dull, and my eyes looked puffy in the mirror. I was completely different from the person in my memories.

He had lowered himself completely. "Don't be angry, all right, Ava?" Like a magic trick he produced a small bullet casing and waved it in front of me. "I chased you for seven whole years. When you agreed to be mine you gave me seven casings. You said if I ever made you angry, I'd get seven chances to make it right." He buried his face in my neck. "You know I was out of my mind happy that day. Take the casing. Don't be angry anymore."