Seventh Son: Book Novels & Stories

the coffee boy called the 2nd boy who was none other than Bennett/Theo. (Bennett Theodore Knight: - Age 18, 15 minutes younger than Benedict. Same like his brother, he also loves his family a lot. A mama’s boy, the way Benedict is more like “Sebastian (there father,)” like the same way Bennett is more like their mother “Swara” in nature. Bennett is having a bubbly and full of life personality, just like their mother. He can do anything for his brother and their sister (felicity Gloria Knight).

So much for that message. Lucifer climbs to his feet and stares angerly at his son. "That's the Seven I remember from the past. Being a married man has made you weak, son." "I'm strong enough to defeat you, old man." Lucifer shoots out a blaze of energy that paralyzes Seven and lifts him off the floor. He's soars towards his son. "You will never be my equal, Seven. You better remember that." Lucifer opens a low wooden door and pushes him through the small opening. The stairs leading down are steep and difficult to master with tied hands. It's dark and a cold breeze fan their faces on the way down.

His mother had been angry ever since then and true to her words, she never called him her son anymore. What was worse? She hardly came out of her room. She stopped giving Seven the early morning kiss she would give, after all, he was not her son any longer and his father was too busy to help him appeal to his mother. He could forfeit everything but not his mother. He was to be made the Alpha on his twentieth birthday, a day after Hazel’s birthday. Seven had met Stephanie about three times ever since that night and they had got to hang out and talk a lot but she was not as intelligent as Hazel. Although she was more enticing physically, she lacked a lot intellectually compared to Hazel.

“Though defects usually have defect offspring’s, mostly because they mate with humans or each other since most elemental’s would rather hang themselves than be with my kind. Anyways, because they mate off with humans or someone from their kind they have low elemental blood in their system, which makes it virtually impossible for them to birth elemental offspring. I on the other hand am the little miracle that turned out to be a sub with a unique element. There’s never been an elemental conjurer who could control lightning before, and because of this I guess my family clan in Scotland is kind of looking up to me to show everyone that defects aren’t useless or weak in the world of Elemental’s.

Enormous, deep-rooted, the kind even Westport looked up to and would never dare provoke. The very power he'd tried so many times to court and attach himself to had something to do with Ava? Before he could think it through, the man spoke again, and one sentence shattered everything he thought he knew. "Boss, from what we dug up, Miss Ava is the blood sister of Evan, the current head of the Ellison family." It went off in his skull like a blast. Dean jolted. The blood froze in him all at once and he stood rigid, pupils contracting hard, disbelief all over his face.

The day my father was sent to an overseas branch, Rory Lawson brought home his first love, who had just gotten divorced. He entered my room with a poker face and announced, "Sienna is moving in next week. I owe her too much. Don't complain about it." My father had been forced to step down after being accused of workplace harassment. And now, Rory couldn't even wait to make his intentions clear. I looked up and met his gaze, now devoid of any warmth.

"I am sorry for the marriage of seven years and for our child. I have now suffered the consequences. Turns out Emily never loved me. She just wanted to use me to get what she wanted. I was too foolish and hurt the one who loved me the most." After he finished speaking, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. Having been with him for seven years, I naturally understood his habits. Seeing him like this, I knew he truly regretted what he did. Yet, his current reflection was what I had once longed for. But now it was too late. It was all useless. He weakly pushed himself up from the ground and then took out a credit card from his pocket, handing it to me. "I was severely beaten in Heliaston, and

"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." The note crumbled into ash in his hands, scattering with the wind. Jared lunged toward the sea in desperation, but his men arrived just in time to catch and stop him all their might. When they dragged him back onto the shore, his eyes were hollow, like his soul had been torn away. Hearing the news, Melody rushed over. Seeing his broken state, a flicker of unease passed through her heart, but she still put on a gentle act. "Jared, what's

Seven years of marriage. One night with the wrong man. And a pregnancy that could destroy everything. For seven years, Aurora had endured humiliation, treatments, and endless accusations of being a barren wife. On her seventh wedding anniversary, she believed everything was finally going to change. She had obtained one last fertility treatment and was ready to give her marriage another chance. Instead, Roman came home with his mistress—and divorce papers. Heartbroken and desperate, Aurora took the fertility drug before Roman left. Later that night, a man returned to her room. Thinking he was her husband, she spent the night in his arms. The next morning, Roman denied ever c

A repository of truths the current pack leadership probably wanted to be buried. Auren. My son's name came through my mind as my fingers moved over the title of a thick, navy-bound book that was labeled, "Phenomena in Half-Blood Heirs." I knew that I had found something large. I did not even hesitate as I pulled it off the shelf, sending a cloud of dust that circulated in the air that made me sneeze. I opened the book to have a knowledge of what was inside. The script was ancient, the letters were formed in a way that made them so hard to read at first, but I adjusted my eyes.