Novel & Cerita Sevens

It was him, indeed. Yoan tightly grasped the seven of diamonds, glanced at Alexander's face, and felt a rush of excitement. His words stumbled out in his fervor, "Mister Kane, I knew it was you! Square Seven... Only you could openly defeat my master on the gambling table. My master was defeated by this seven of diamonds card."

His passion lay with Sienna. I stared blankly at the papers until my secretary came in, holding the asset report I'd requested. Chloe Gordon said, "Madam, I've finished checking everything. Besides the part we invested in the company, there are a few pieces of jewelry missing." My head jerked up. "Which ones?" My parents gave me so many gifts. I couldn't remember everything. She replied, "A diamond necklace and a wedding dress." "A diamond necklace?" I muttered, then remembered seeing it around Sienna's neck.

He did not trust me after seven years together. The clock on the wall struck three. It was the last day of my bet with Bailey. It was also the date that Jeremy had planned to propose to me.

“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.

Both took me far outside my comfort zone. “Sevens is played with seven players and the rules are vastly different than league ball or union ball. Sevens, league, and union have separate rules similar to the differences in NFL football and arena football.” He let the words sink in for a few seconds. “The stadium you speak of, Sam Boyd, is for sevens. I own and play in a fifteen-man league team. The Slam has the largest league stadium in the U.S.” I gave him a small smile for answering my question. I saw no end to the research I needed to do. Chances were good I’d never understand the nuances of rug

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

P. I quickly explained that all of my knowledge came from one source only, my best friend Karsyn was a football fan and always dragged me along to watch the games. “Well if you ask me I’m glad you know who I am. The only problem now is I am at a disadvantage.” He said this so calmly yet his eyes showed a bit of flirtation in them. How could he Mr. MVP be at a disadvantage? He was famous and well known while I was nobody. I looked at him questioningly, “Why are you at a disadvantage?” He smiled as his eyes sparkled then leaned in closer and said, “While I find it flattering that you know me, it makes me wish I knew who you were. Now I have nothing to flatter you with.”

The night they arrived, he even posted something online to make it clear he thought I was copying him. In our seventh year, the gift was the divorce agreement. Seven years, and looking back, the distance between us had grown the entire time without me noticing. Two notifications came through on my phone. One was from Vera that read, “Sean, nine tomorrow morning. Do not forget.” The other was from Austin. “Last night of our seven-day romance. Vera says she wants to make it a night to remember.” My eyes stayed on the paintings for one last moment before I switched off the screen.

Then, he said to me, "Claire, this is Mr. Connor Hamilton, the exclusive sponsor of the medical relief team." Out of courtesy, I held my hand out for a handshake, and he returned it with a cold, detached expression. His hand was just as cold as his personality. Dr. Lane murmured to me, "He's got a difficult temper, so you'd better not get on his bad side. It'll be hard for the medical relief team to complete our mission if he gets upset." I hummed in acknowledgment before taking my seat beside Connor. Ever so gingerly, I tried to buckle my seatbelt while avoiding the wound in my abdomen.

In fact, most of the Shinto shrines equipped with guardians have been original! And from tigers to horses to wild boars, you can find plenty of unusual statues at the torii entrance. Like Tokyo's Hie-jinja Shrine (Nagatachō), for example, which chose an unusual animal as its guardian: the monkey! In total there are seven races and we are about to finish the fifth race. Admitted the sevenfold nature of man, each of its principals is related to a plane, a planet and a race. Human races are born from one another, they grow, develop, age and die. The subraces follow the same rule. Each Mother-Race, with its corresponding sub-races and innumerable subdivisions into families and tribes, is entire