Novel & Cerita Seventh Son: Book

"Tony's features look a lot like Ms. Lloyd's, don't they?" "Someone's got a guilty conscience and won't speak up. Isn't the truth obvious?" I clapped my hands. Security guards entered the classroom and escorted Victor and Samantha to the side. I slowly walked up with Tony in my arms. "Tony, tell them who your mother is." My son blinked his big eyes and said, "My mom's name is Eloise." "Are Daddy and Mommy divorced?" "No." "And what did Mommy teach you to call people who behave like Ms. Yates?"

And just as the sounds stopped, feeling that comforting presence of the two males standing right behind me, I watched the male right in front of me raise his amber gaze past my head, raw anger and determination glinting inside those fiery gems, his tone so frighteningly calm as he said, “Well hello there...Father. May we come inside to retrieve our dear little sister?” •End of Book Two• ______________________

They grappled. “Stop it!” Wendy yanked them apart. “Miles, that’s enough!” Miles was out of breath. “You’re siding with him? Our seven years don’t mean as much as some guy you’ve known for a few months?” “Seven years?” Wendy let out a cold sneer, “The last two years, your mother would deliberately pour boiling hot water on my hand, but you just told me to put up with it. I only got four hours of sleep a night just to take care of her. And you think that's okay?”