Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son: Book Novels & Stories

Coughing up blood and sudden waves of weakness had become a part of everyday life. Money was tight, so the surgery to replace the artificial heart with a newer model kept getting delayed. Thus, seven years had passed. The artificial heart within my chest delivered its seventh wave of agony. I knew it had long since been pushed to its limit. … After leaving the hospital, I returned to my rental apartment. The room was not very large. It was damp and humid, and the winter months were especially cold. In summer, it was unbearably hot. But at least it was cheap.

I asked as I felt Oceanton's biting wind cut across my skin. Quinn went silent for a long time. "Conrad, I..." I did not want to hear her explanation and hung up. A few minutes later, my phone started to vibrate again. My mother's broken sobs came through the line. "Conrad! I couldn't believe I have a son like you! You were someone's… Someone's boy toy for seven years?! You made your father so angry that he had a heart attack! The surgery is going to cost fifty thousand dollars! Where are we supposed to get that much money..."

, he smirked at Marcia who muttered to herself; "I knew it! He's the seventh son of a seventh son!" "What? No, I'm not", Rinzen huffed as he flailed in her direction, "For one thing I'm the third child, I was born a minute after my twin", he grumbled, "And dad’s an only child. There’s no magical cliché happening here”, he paused, "Just some other magical hijinks that are borderline cliché and possibly ridiculous. And dad’s just being comically cryptic on purpose”, he huffed, “Why?” he asked seriously then.

"Dylan Skinner, you're under investigation for intentional harm and illegal organ trafficking. You need to come with us." My mother's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's impossible! My son just had a kidney transplant. He was only discharged today. How could he hurt anyone, let alone traffic organs?" My father shook his head, looking at Dylan lying pale on the bed. "My son has been weak since he was a kid. He barely even socializes. How would he have the chance to do something like that? You've got the wrong person!" Janice's voice trembled as she spoke. "Then can you tell me where Curtis is right now?"

If you get confused anywhere, then you can read the 1st book to clear your confusion. Prologue:- (Every parent wants to keep their children hidden under the warmth of their love and care. However, one day or another day, they have to let them go. They may love their children more than their lives, but one day they had to let them live on their own. Like every parent, Sebastian and Swara love their children a lot. Their sons are their life. They both are twins and having a soul connection with each other from the time of their birth. And why not they should have this connection? They are twins.

The kind of man who ran toward problems instead of away from them. David continued. "He discovered something inside your father's organization." My chest tightened. "At first, we thought it was financial corruption. Smuggling. Political bribery." He shook his head. "We were wrong." The room seemed to grow smaller. The tension became almost unbearable. Because I already knew where this was going. The Seventh Family. Everything always came back to them. "They weren't building a criminal organization." David's expression darkened. "They were building something much bigger." A chill crawled up my spine.

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CONRAD Seventeen had always been my number. Not because I chose it, but because it chose me. Seventeen attempts. That's how many times my father tried before he got what he wanted. A son. I wasn't planned. I wasn't wanted. I was the accident that happened when an Alpha's rut collided with an Omega's heat, and the only reason I drew breath was because I came out male. My father called it divine intervention. I called it a cosmic joke.

I know the stories of Astria all too well, the havoc and destruction they've left in their wake. They were demonic by nature - to be loathed and expelled at all cost. "We were on the verge of extinction before he arrived and united all the packs as one, ending their bloodline so history would never repeat itself. But that was until the prophecy—the threat of a new dawn of their existence. The only way to curb it is if the 7th son obtains a powerful pairing." The 7th son... I know the word doesn't necessarily mean 'literally' because historically, Cyrus only had one child with his mate, meaning '7th son' translates to his 7th descendant in line for the throne.

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.