Team 7 New Novels & Stories

"I think HQ made a break through, that's why they're here already." "What makes you say that?" J7 asked, frowning. J7 was the second shortes, being five foot eight, an inch and a half shorter than Aeon. He was the palest of the four, redhead with bright blue eyes. His frame was built for running as he was the fastest on the team. He could out run Hunter breeds and made an excellent scout. "Em said something came up." Aeon shrugged her shoulders. "That could mean anything." J7 crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall.

No backup team. This was happening.

Then, Glade smiled at the crowd from ear-to-ear when they already set their feet on stage. “And the last but not least among the seven teams, let’s give a thundering clap to Black Thunders, led by Cerina and Raid,” Archmaster finally introduced our team. Many were shouting from crowd, cheering our squad’s name. I saw some flag banners waving on the air with ‘Go, Black Thunder’ written on them. I can’t help but to smile. My heart is overwhelmed with joy because of their supports. After a while, they all kept quiet again when Archmaster Leonard cleared his throat on the microphone.

Everyone answers him again . Everyone answers him loudly although they are quite scared to see the seniors Infront them . They knew these twenty people are the elite team under their commander still they face their fear and throw away their timidness . The youngest Leftenan Long Nan , Leftenan Shen , Leftenan Ji and Leftenan Duan makes them feel secure . The four had a soft face and still young like them . They can enter the elite team so can them . The six new team members enter the elite team to replace the six team members that had enter the camp management office . Two of the new members are still in their holidays and will reach the camp in the evening .

He ran to me, panting heavily, but his eyes were shining with an unusually bright light. It was a light I hadn't seen in his eyes for a very long time. A light mixed with nervousness, anticipation, and even a bit of boyish anxiety. He pulled the velvet box from his sea-sprayed jacket and snapped it open. Then, he dropped to one knee. "Chloe." "It's been seven years. Thank you for walking these seven years with me." "I know I haven't been good enough, that I've put you through a lot. But please believe me, from this day forward—"

I didn't really care much to research about this pack, in fact nothing about it concerned me except for the fact that my celebrity crush belonged here. Dustin Bennett is a famous leader of the pop boys band, 7Rocks, as pertaining to the fact of being seven in number. I'd always had a crush on him right from high school and some day wished to marry him, I researched and found out he has six identical brothers of which he was the second.

Jerry said As Seven tried taking the phone from him,,Jerry threw it to Trent "Guys stop,,,I'm doing something important" Seven said "More important than us?" Trent scoffed "Fine,,keep the phone" Seven muttered and looked away staring out of the window Frankie took the phone from Trent and gave it back to Seven,, "Thanks" Seven said and continue using it "Did you guys see the picture of our new amazing mansion??" Frankie asked "Yeah,,it's amazing. I really don't want anyone finding out about it," Jerry said

He did not trust me after seven years together. The clock on the wall struck three. It was the last day of my bet with Bailey. It was also the date that Jeremy had planned to propose to me.

I was the only person seeing her off. She sat in the back of a plain van, rolling down the window. The light in her eyes had dimmed, and I knew what she was worried about. The branch office in Oakheart had always been considered a pitfall. If they went there, it would be hard to come back. I comforted her, "Don't worry too much. Oakheart is nice. They have lots of fruit and all kinds of things we don't have here." She smiled, reminding me of the first time we met.

The cramps from earlier fade away. It’s windy, a chill on the air that whispers of the upcoming winter in the weeks ahead, when Clay finally manages to convince Damon to part from the group. A shiver alive in the younger boy’s shoulders when they step out into the endless land of the orphanage’s backyard. A guardian of trees that stood tall in the landscape of orange, red and yellow. It was breathtaking, a sight Clay was sure almost all of the children inside took for granted.