Seventh Son: Book Novels & Stories

My little brother got himself a girlfriend. The moment the news reached them, the whole family lit up. My sister, Serena, clapped so hard her palms cracked. "Who is she? Which lucky girl caught our handsome Tyler's eye?" Mom's face glowed like the credit was hers. "Look who raised him. It was only a matter of time before some girl noticed." Dad couldn't stop grinning. "That's my boy. Good for you, son!" The second they caught Tyler looking embarrassed, they pressed their advantage. "So it's like that, is it? Thanksgiving's almost here. Bring her home. We want to meet her." Then it was my turn, and all they managed were a couple of flat, dutiful lines. "Adrian, you're not as good-l

A face untouched by time. She spoke softly. “Tell me…” “Where is the Seventh Crown?” The priest whispered in horror, “You’re supposed to be dead.” The woman smiled. “I was.” Then she leaned closer. “But death…” “…belongs to my family.” ⸻ End of Chapter 41

Besides, don’t you still have someone backing you? I turned, smiling, toward Darren. Darren shuddered. Just as he was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID and answered in a rush, "Dad? What’s going on? I’m at the Cunninghams' party." Whatever was said on the other end made his face turn paler and paler. All the arrogance from before vanished completely. "Dad, don’t be mad, I didn’t do anything— "What? Something happened to the company? How is that possible…

Our team really needs you. She pulled out her phone and showed me everything, including her studio and her team. Immortal Ashes (IA), wholly funded by Ivy Calder. I stared at her in shock. "You actually built a team?" That name sounded oddly familiar. Was she not the daughter of the real estate tycoon behind the Calder Group? "Is your father Gordon Calder?" I asked. Ivy scratched her head shyly and smiled. "That would be my dad." "Then why would a perfectly good heiress run around building teams and pretending to be a nurse? What are you trying to do?"

"Mom. You keep saying I'm your flesh and blood. Then tell me — how many ribs does a person have?" She went still. I answered for her. "Two of mine were broken. And you told me it was Chloe being young and foolish, that I'd had a bad attitude, that I should just be the bigger person and let it go. So tell me — exactly how big a person do I have to be to just let go of two broken ribs?" My mother opened her mouth. Nothing came out. Behind us, Chloe shouted, "Mom, don't beg him! Let him leave if he wants to! This family doesn't need him!"

"We clicked so fast and became close, telling me everything about what happened to him, the devilish King of Seven in one, the woman he fell hopelessly in love with and a stubborn witty Alpha who would stand at no chance than to frustrate his life." Leon said, staring directly at the direction of Aiden who was also sending glares to him, twitching his jaw as I could hear his teeth gritting against each other and his veins clearly visible on his hands he held the poor fork hard with clenched hands. "Wow! I thought he was a relative or something?" I asked and he shook his head. "He isn't, his mother died under the king's blade and I think he's the only son. And Tahira, I don't think Seven is d

"I want three days. Give me everything on Blue Moon—their illegal suppressants, the back-alley surgeries, and exactly how they've been draining the pockets of the poor through medical fraud. I want them to spit out every cent they've stolen, along with a side of blood. As for that accomplice from the Glen Pack... do whatever you want with them." "Got it!" Seven nodded enthusiastically. He tucked an ultra-thin laptop under his arm and vanished into the LA night like a ghost. Nobody would have guessed that this kid was "7"—the genius hacker who had brought the global banking system to its knees three years ago. Seven had always carried a look of natural aggression. Because he'd experienced an

“They’re not.” The tension in the room became unbearable. Then he spoke the words that changed everything. “There’s a seventh family.” My blood turned cold. Darius went pale. Even Malik looked shocked. And Malik never looked shocked. Not ever. My father continued. “They don’t call themselves a family. They don’t hold meetings. They don’t appear in photographs. Most people don’t even know they exist.” His voice lowered. “But they’re the ones giving orders.” My stomach twisted. A seventh family.

Ever since Rosalind showed up as a teacher at school, I knew that Joshua was a goner and that my family was doomed. Rosalind and Kenneth could always capture Joshua's heart without lifting a finger. Their every move tugged at Joshua's heartstrings and influenced his mood greatly. Benji and I were just a huge eyesore to him. He had always wanted to kick us to the curb for a very long time. My demeanor was so calm that Joshua finally registered the second half of Raphael's sentence once he was done venting his anger. "What did you say just now? My son died three days ago?"

CLYONE Silence filled my ears the moment I turned off the car engine. My eyes never left the sight of the big white house at the right side of the road. The purity of its whiteness is just as pure as its owner; you. And I don't think I could find someone who's just as pure as you do, because you will remain as the purest boy I've ever loved and met.