Seven X Thirteen Novels & Stories

He spoke, his low voice sent shivers down to my spine as he stared up at me. “I cannot pull the d*mn seat because it’s f*cking attached to the d*mn table. I can’t have you get your seat outside that sh*tty meeting too since it f*cking started the moment we f*cking arrived.” The number of curses he used made me feel how mad he is. “Is sitting down because you’re uncomfortable that hard for you, princess?” “I-I’m sorry…” “Tch. Is kindness and butterflies the only thing in your pretty little head?” he continued massaging my ankle. “You won’t last in XCC when you’ll always be righteous. Do you understand?”

"After your exit, this world will erase all traces of your existence." Could Jared have broken the rules? Melody appeared at the door, wearing a plain dress and holding a bouquet of white roses, her polished appearance in sharp contrast to Jared's disheveled state. Her gaze was venomous as she looked at me, then she suddenly laughed in a high-pitched voice. "Jared, are you done? The whole city's talking about the mob boss losing his mind over a woman who doesn't exist! How long are you going to keep this up?"

In his eyes, I had no choice at all. Taking a deep breath, I reopened the door. The door across was conveniently open, so I knocked. "Has Miss Sophia thought it through?" "Tell me how you plan to help first." His apartment was decorated in simple, warm tones—much cozier than Ethan's cold color scheme. A silver-white wolf dog lay on the sofa, very similar to Storm. It purred contentedly under Adrian's long fingers. I couldn't help sitting across from him. "Form a mate bond with me, naturally."

Seven renewal certificates. Every single one had my signature and Corbin's. A note from Maya was clipped to the top: "He thought collecting all seven would summon you back like some kind of twisted fairy tale." I stared at the documents, and a slow smile spread across my face. Fated mates? If seven rejections could still be called fate, then nothing in this world was an accident. I gently pressed the call button on the phone. "How may I help you?" the bellhop asked, returning quickly.

With one smooth motion, he slid the tablet just out of reach of Poppy’s fingers. Poppy tilted her head. “Is that a map?” “Yes,” Sebastian answered. “A treasure map?” “No.” I smiled too brightly. “It’s a boring grown-up map.” Poppy didn’t believe me. Of course she didn’t. She was born from me and Sebastian, so suspicion came from both sides like a bad inheritance no one could refuse. “If it’s boring.” Poppy tapped the flashcard again. “Seven reminds me of the light.” I almost ignored it, because Poppy could connect the number seven to a light, chicken soup, the philosophy of marriage, and glitter shoes in one paragraph if given orange juice.

Toronto, Canada Quinn POV Amongst the twenty-two women here, I only get along with Sarah. When I arrived she was so sweet and welcoming that I felt it was suspicious, it wasn't until a week and a half ago that she told me she had been crushing on Archie, one of the seven sins. Once a talk that relates to the seven brothers comes into our conversation, she can't keep her mouth shut any longer and rambles on about Archie all day long. She knew I was sent here by Ace and because of the few news she got from the United States she thought I was dating Ace only and that we both would become wives of the Luthers once Archie noticed here. Her so much love for Archie made it so difficult for me to br

“I’m proud of you.” Seven did not answer. When she was done, he thanked her and went out of the door. Outside, Milkos was waiting. His back against his new car, grinning from ear to ear. Clad in ripped jean shorts and a vintage shirt. The night was breezy so the wind played with the loosely fitted shirt, making his chest visible. Seven’s face brightened at the sight of his friend. “Is this you?” Milkos gagged as Seven walked over. “No, it’s YouTube.” They hugged.

He had appeared far earlier than I had expected. My shocked gaze triggered Jeremy. He said angrily, “Charlotte, come home with me. I’ve already found the best doctor in the whole world for you.” “It’s fine, Jeremy. Xander has already made arrangements for me.” When Jeremy heard me mentioning Xander, he grew even more furious. “Do you know who he is? I’ve looked into his background. He’s the youngest son of the White family. He went overseas when he was in his teens over a woman. “Such a playboy must have ulterior motives to get close to you. Don’t believe in him, Charlotte.”

Eighteen hours into the countdown, the door exploded inward. Not with force. With the same impossible geometry I'd seen before. Reality folding wrong. Dr. Chen stepped through, followed by her eleven subjects moving in perfect synchronization. "Broadcasting your location on my frequencies," she said, almost amused. "Subtle as a gunshot. Subject Seven, you've learned nothing about proper tradecraft." Subject Seven positioned himself defensively. "Are you working for him? For the real X?"

Reflection has brought coherence to what was once scattered. The chapter also emphasizes relational clarity. Intimacy is now fully informed by understanding. Misunderstandings are no longer disruptive; they are navigated with patience and care. Communication flows naturally, guided by empathy, experience, and mutual respect. Love, at this stage, is both quiet and profound—it is presence without effort, care without calculation, connection without tension.