Seven X Thirteen Novels & Stories

But I did not accept the credit card he handed over. "I do not hate you, but I will not forgive you. I do not need the credit card. Keep it and do something more meaningful with it in your remaining time. Perhaps we once loved each other, but the timing wasn’t right. In this long seven-year marriage, I thought I could move you with love and tenderness, but I never expected it to end up like this." Harry looked at me with eyes full of guilt. "I know I have wronged you for so many years, so this is the only compensation I can offer now. I hope you will be happier in the future."

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Magnus' slap sent a spinning wave through my head, stripping away whatever dignity and hope I had left. I broke down, my sobs consuming me as my vision blurred with tears. I clawed at my hair in a frenzy, my voice raw as I screamed in agony, "How could you hit me? I'm the one who was promised to you! You've all betrayed me! You've never seen me as part of this family! You've always wanted me out of your lives! Would you be happy if I just died?"

But the crystal now held a new thread of flame—one that pulsed gently with sorrow and strength. Ressa knelt beside Aria. “Was he…?” Aria nodded. “He was the Voice of Flame. Now, he’s part of us.” Thalen whispered, “Seven.” Kael looked into the woods beyond the clearing. “And six more to go.” Valeska spoke softly. “The Thirteenth won’t wait. He’ll come faster now.” Aria rose, the crystal still warm in her hand. “Then so must we.”

he finally said blandly, holding no form of interest in having a conversation Seven coughed out a laugh, his chest rattling. “Damn. You really are handsome. No wonder all the women want you.” Sebastian’s jaw tightened, his expression hardening into something terrifying. He then grabbed Seven by his neck, pulling him up from the ground till he was hanging in the air with Sebastian hand wrapped tightly around his throat. He began to claw at Sebastian’s hand and finally I could see fear in his eyes after he had gone for so long trying to act tough.

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“Tatiana… worrying about me will exhaust you. But I’ll allow it.” “You are impossible.” Her murmured, a shaky breath escaping. She was caught between rolling her eyes and losing herself in the gravity he pressed around her. Xander straightened with pride, as if her compliment was the best he had ever heard. “Seven,” he repeated, making the single word a command and a promise in one. “Don’t be late.” She nodded, still searching his face for an answer he wouldn’t give her—not yet. Why was her name part of their conversation?

The plane taxied onto the runway. The engines roared to life. I closed my eyes. Seven years ago, on a full moon night, he’d bitten the nape of my neck and whispered, "From this day forward, my soul is bound to yours." The moonlight spilled through the window onto our tangled bodies. I thought that was forever. Tonight, seven years later, I was severing that thread myself—a thread called "fate." I summoned the ancient power in my blood.

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.

His voice was a flat, dangerous monotone. ​"Living with it," she whispered. "And Isabel has been here for seven. Both of them waiting for someone to come and collect the bill." ​Xavier looked at the papers. His jaw was doing that tight, rhythmic thing—the only crack in the porcelain. ​"Xavier," she said. ​He looked at her, his dark eyes unfathomable.