Seven Years Book Novels & Stories

He'd probably forgotten what today was. The fiery passion we shared at the beginning was reduced to cold distance. After being his girlfriend for seven years, I still hadn't heard him say he wanted to marry me. I wasn't stupid or blind to what was happening. When a man dragged things out for seven years, there must be something deeper. Lorenzo paused for a moment, then spoke with a hint of impatience. "I've told you. When the company goes public, I'll marry you. Don't keep bringing this up."

Eternity Mercer, because to Ivy, I was the only one, and to me, Ivy was forever. On Eternity’s first birthday, I saw Nina again after a long time. She came to offer her congratulations, holding a bouquet of fresh lisianthus, along with a small gift box. At the time, I was holding Eternity while speaking softly with Ivy. The sight of our family of three, so full of happiness, stabbed painfully at Nina’s eyes. Through tears, she said, "Ash, if I had not gotten so close to Rowan back then, would this happiness have been mine? We would have had a lovely baby too..."

All these years I dedicated to this family had turned into nothing more than free maid service in his eyes. During the seven years of our marriage, I had given up all my social life. I just wanted to provide him with a unique sense of warmth and security at home. But my one-sided devotion had turned me into a doormat. Over time, it made my love for Harry feel even more humble. I still remembered the day Harry confessed his love to me. Back then, he earnestly told me that he would love only me from then on. He also promised that he would no longer keep in touch with his first love, Emily.

"I don't really know why. All I was ever told was that a war broke out in our pack and my dad left to protect us. He never really told us if he was part of the fight or what even caused it." "Interesting," I commented, settling back on the chair with piqued interest. She unfolded her arms and folded them again. "So, tell me. What's your story?" I took a deep breath and replied vaguely. "Well, I'm Seven, an orphan and only child of my parents. I am not from around here. I come from very far away." "Oh, really?" I nodded. "Where exactly are you from?" "Ermm... I'd rather not say."

The grand Empress sighed a heavy breath and closed off the book. It had been a complete day since she was engrossed into the book and had finished only one life. The book was entitled as “7 days and 7 lives” which meant that there were still 6 pending for her to come across. She was already baffled and emotionally unstable at the moment witnessing all the Chaos that Trinity had been through all her life which had been engraved on the muffled pages of that heavenly book.

“W- w- what do you mean by ‘David is a computer’?” the entire room started to spin around Seven. He stared at this man with his irritable grins. Wishing he had never embarked on this in the first place. Now sitting beside a chronic lair and staring into the dangerous eyes of their abductor, he wished he had stayed home.

A sad smile lifted the corner of her lips, “I am trapped in the Medius after all. Time here barely passes and I can see what is happening all the time.” I looked around in concern, “Am I…?” Clarissa replied, “Don’t worry. This is just a projection of me in your dreams. Avery, you have to find the book of the seven.” her face hardened. “What’s that now?” there were so many terms I was not accustomed to. Lord, have I been living under a rock all these years? Why did she not come to me before so I could have played detective and turned into Tin Tin? “It's the key to freeing all of our souls and a very powerful book,” she answered.

The important thing is that we're together, and that we're a family. And at long last, we're all home. END OF BOOK SEVEN: THEIR WICKED WEDDING

For the national championship final, I took time off work and flew halfway across the country to surprise my boyfriend. I'd barely settled into my seat when the girl beside me started gushing to her friend. "See his tie? I picked it out for him last night. Good taste, right? He even said I was the inspiration behind his entire Human Emotion Thesis for this tournament." Her friend gave her a knowing smile. "You actually landed Lucien Grant, the debate star. You should be thrilled." I froze. My boyfriend's name was Lucien Grant too. And the Human Emotion Thesis she claimed to have inspired? It had been born from seven years of pillow talk between Lucien and me.

means when you're seven years old and the person you'd be leading against is your family. I don't say anything to Old Gray. I'm seven. I have nine years.