Sevens Novels & Stories

"Seven like the number?" Seven nods as he carries the bag of groceries for me towards the lift. "Yea... Seven like the number. And just so you know, Seven is a lucky number." "I've heard that before..." His green eyes sparkle. "And what actually made my mom call me Seven is because I was born on the seventh day of the seventh month." "7th July?" Seven nods. "Gee! Sorry for being so awkward on the first day... Blame it on being born a writer."

Miss Lola said apologetically, then cheerfully. "Number seventeen!" Almost all the in the room chorused and that surprised Miss Lola and the other girls. Sophia felt devastated, what the heck is this?! "Oh no! I'm sorry… but she will go with the first person that paid for the premium package. The others have to pick another number" Miss Lola said in good conduct. "Premium package is worth two million dollars, I will pay four million dollars if you give her to me," One of the men said. "Five million… cash!" another man said, lifting his briefcase to show her that she came fully prepared.

"FUCK THIS SHITS!" ********

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

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."

Ebony lashes flicker twice, “really?” Julia hums, her oven mitts being placed on her as she checks her side dish of fresh cornbread. “Yes, you’re showing an interest outside of leading the family and the packs under our jurisdiction. You seem more involved than you have in long time, even with the company of Drew.”

"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."