Sevens Manga Novels & Stories

Three years after my mom, Scarlett Vaughn, gets divorced, she suddenly finds herself being pursued by a man named Keith Lawrence. He dotes on Mom so much that it's almost ridiculous, driving her to and from work and making sure she gets a different breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. At the wedding, his eyes are red as he swears he'll never let Mom suffer even the slightest bit of hardship. But on their very first night as newlyweds, Keith slaps Mom so hard he ruptures her eardrum. Then he whips her with a belt, hits her with liquor bottles, and beats her with a baseball bat. The last time, Mom doesn't get back up. Then he pushes open my bedroom door and reaches for me. In a panic,

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."

Seven did not answer. “You kissed under the moon. Waxing. Full. Waning.” Suddenly, Seven gasps. Her grip on my hand tightens. “I see blood being spilled. Help them. A betrayal. Trust no one. An enemy must be defeated. I see death.” Seven slumps forward onto the table. She appears to have lost consciousness. I attempt to rouse her. “Seven? Wake up.” What the hell just happened? Seven groans and stirs. When she opens her eyes, they have returned to normal.

Blaine asked tentatively, Rena looked confused now as her surprise was replaced with how strange Blaine began to act. "Blaine, what's wrong?" She asked, worry etched in her voice as she moved to him quickly to examine him. As Blaine was one of the few humans who were taller than she was; it was a welcome respite when she had to reach up to his face. She reached up and placed a hand gently on his face and smiled as he leaned into her touch. Blaine sighed at her gentle touch, he felt horribly conflicted. The Seven knew how much he loved her.

Coughing up blood and sudden waves of weakness had become a part of everyday life. Money was tight, so the surgery to replace the artificial heart with a newer model kept getting delayed. Thus, seven years had passed. The artificial heart within my chest delivered its seventh wave of agony. I knew it had long since been pushed to its limit. … After leaving the hospital, I returned to my rental apartment. The room was not very large. It was damp and humid, and the winter months were especially cold. In summer, it was unbearably hot. But at least it was cheap.

“You knew she was coming?” Velan glanced down. “I hoped you’d make it far enough for her to want to come.” Azriel exhaled. That kind of pressure didn’t feel like destiny—it felt like being a thread in someone else’s tapestry. Kael shifted, glancing up at the treetops. “So what is the Seventh? Another flame? Another battle?” “No,” Velan said. “The Sixth was the last flame. The Seventh is what’s left.” Mira stopped pacing. Her voice was all edge. “Left of what, exactly?”

As the idea rolled around in her head, she realized that its benefits vastly outweighed the negatives. Down below, the two Reborn had cut each other up in a few places - arms, legs. But there was still plenty of fight left in the both of them. They circled each other for a few moments before they leapt back towards each other and launched into a mad flurry of jabs and slashes. The 7th Seed took a vicious cut across her thigh, but she was able to pay the wound back and stabbed the 12th Seed in the abdomen. Both fell back from each other to lick their wounds, but quickly leapt back into the fray not long after.

I turned, ready to leave this nauseating place. "Corey! Don’t go!" Deanna suddenly broke down, screaming after me. "Even if the Cunninghams collapse, I won’t let the Grahams walk away unscathed! I gave you seven years of my life. Even if I have to die, I’ll take a piece of your family down with me!" I stopped and slowly turned back, looking at her like she was nothing more than a clown putting on a show. "Deanna, do you really think you have that kind of power? You’re way out of your depth."

Rose shushed us as Russell came jogging on stage. “Hi.” He said. “I’m Russell Hamilton and I am the older brother of author Joey Hamilton.” “Oh no.” Alice whispered. “He’s still going this bit.” “Yes, that Joey Hamilton, who wrote The Emily Shade Mysteries. The massively successful series of mystery novels, beloved by children and adults. And I am proud of Joey, she’s my best friend and the non-romantic love of my life. But she published a New York Times number one bestseller novel when she was fourteen and it makes everything I do look a little pathetic.”

While Universal Element Priest, Sentry, and the outside powerhouses were entangled, Chase and his group had already begun exploring the seventh level of Dark and Light Mineral Ore. "So you're saying the seventh level consists of nine giant strange beasts, and defeating them allows entry to the next level?" Chase asked Willow. "Yes, that's what was written in Sect Master Carla's records. They were stuck here for several years without progressing, only defeating the first few strange beasts," Willow recalled the materials she had seen in Carla's secret chamber years ago, feeling somewhat melancholic.