Sevens Manga Novels & Stories

Seven's white t-shirt is stained on the chest. I watch in horror as Seven falls on the ground, blood oozing out of his body. All I can see is Blood! Blood! Blood! 💀💀💀💀💀

It was as if a dormant, highly advanced muscle memory had suddenly taken over her limbs. She looked down at her hands, confused and slightly unnerved by what had just transpired. On the floor, Nimrod was grunting, visibly struggling to push himself back up to his feet, his pride clearly wounded alongside his ribs. Not wanting to stick around for his reaction or give him a chance to call for another round, Seven abruptly turned her back on him. Without saying a word, she hurried out of the ring and made a straight line for the privacy of the shower room.

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Those seven years shouldn't be the reason I keep letting myself get hurt. At least I managed to cut my losses after seven years. “Jordan. “You only get so many seven-year chapters in a lifetime. “I’m done spending another seven years on you.” His complexion turned ashen. I brushed past him. Out of nowhere, Jordan hugged me from behind, his voice choked with sobs. “Don’t go. “Don’t abandon me, Eve. “I can end things with Molly. “I can move out. “You can hit or yell at me. “I just want you to come back.”

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.

I walked through the back door and into the east garden and I stood in the middle of it and I breathed through my nose until my hands stopped wanting to shake. My wolf rose up slowly inside me. Fully, this time. Like she had been waiting for exactly this moment to finally take up all the space she had been denied. The letter was still in my pocket. Heir to the Lycan throne. Fifteen days. I pressed my hand flat against my chest and I made myself a promise I had no intention of breaking. Damon Voss had spent seven years making me small. He had fifteen days to enjoy it.

“You expect us to believe you woke up inside an underground passage without knowing how you got there?” “Believe whatever you want!” Lucas's voice rose, but he quickly caught himself. “Please, Irene. I don't have time to argue with you. Something is happening outside, and it isn't just the cold.” “What do you know about what's happening outside?” The hesitation her showed me, told me more than his answer would have. “Lucas?” He looked down at his bloodstained shirt. “People are changing.” Keith's eyes narrowed. “Explain.” “I saw a man collapse in the street. Everyone thought he was dead, but when someone approached him, he got back up and attacked them. His eyes were white.”

It would tarnish my image. - What the fuck. Wake up. - I yell at him and growl. - I'm the Seventh and I was in charge of taking your life, you know I can't go against the rules, for mine and your sake. Enough talk, let's get this done. - She says to me and prepares to lunge. Seventh? Seventh is a person and on top of that she? I look back and see that the vampire is gone, I concentrate and realize that the sounds of fighting have ceased.

Until the end. AUTHOR'S NOTE: They're SEVEN now! Luna joined to survive! They expanded AGAIN! They're closer to the Absolute than ever! And they know they'll expand again! They can't stop! Every time someone needs saving, they'll add them! Seven becomes eight becomes nine becomes INFINITE! How do they break the cycle? Can they break it? Or is the Absolute's victory inevitable?

I wonder how many times had this been repeating since it only contains seven songs that seems to only last for thirty minutes or more, but less than an hour. I heaved out a sigh. Another one that's trying to get rid of the melancholic burden. Then, I diverted my eyes back to the sketch I am holding. I stared at it and smiled for the last time before I put it together with the other two sketches I just checked. Afterwards, I averted my eyes back to the box infront of me. As I am trying to look for something new, the corner of my eye saw something else beside the box infront. I stopped from digging in into the box and completely averted my attention to the other box on its right side.