Romans & histoires Sevens

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.

Her lips trembled, but no words came out. Mrs. Cunningham stood to the side, wanting to curse at me, but not daring to. Seven years of marriage. Twenty years of friendship. In the face of betrayal and lies, it had all become worthless. I had nothing more to say. I turned, ready to leave this nauseating place.

Scarlett pulled a spare chair from the corner and sat. ​Margot finally turned her head. She looked like a survivor of a wreck who had found the black box. There was a grim, terrifying satisfaction in her expression—the look of a forensic accountant who had finally followed the blood trail to the source. ​"Apex-7," Margot said, gesturing to the monitor. "It’s a blind trust. Registered in the Caymans in 2009. On the surface, it’s exactly what it claims to be: a standard political blind trust designed to shield a senator from conflicts of interest. It shows up in Richard’s federal disclosures every year like clockwork. Completely legal. Completely boring."

The seventh node on the edge of completion. Waiting. Cliffhanger.

But I already knew this wouldn’t go smoothly. Ross continued, “Each team will have three members. One tracker, one guard, one hunter.” He started reading out names. My heart raced. Please don’t make this awkward. Please— “Team Seven: Selena, Cullen, and Luke.” My stomach dropped. I looked at Cullen. He blinked slowly like he didn’t hear right. Then Luke turned around from where he was standing, his eyes locking with mine. He smiled, all too happy. “Perfect,” he said.

And you STILL dare to drag her down? "Ruby Quinn, you're filth—you're nothing but a rotten, heartless devil!"

He tapped his fingers on the edge of the table, “Very well. We need dice.” Jake tossed the dice on the table, holding his red pair back. “There you go.” Griffin went first, he shook the tiny white dice in his hand a few times as Jake, Richard and Finneas placed their chips on the pass line. All eyes on Griffin, he needed to roll nine. If he rolled seven, he lost, and it was Richard’s turn. Sure enough the dice landed on seven and Griffin was out of the game, which didn’t upset him at all. He preferred to drink and watch. He passed the pair to Richard.

He never really liked this kind of conversation. "Stupid, perv. By versatility, he means that the vocalist can either play different instruments or he can sing different genres. It's not all about sex, you horny prick." Kevin said in annoyance and I can't help but laugh as I also enjoy hearing him say more than 5 words in a sentence. But hearing what he said, it made me more excited to know about my target for tonight. "But you're actually wrong, Gab." I frowned when I heard Top and we all gave him a curious look. "He's actually a guy. And all the band members are also boys." He added and I can feel the disappointment creeping my whole system.

Sebastian shifted his gaze to Stanley as he spoke. During his free time, Stanley also liked to play games like that to relax. In the game, his name is North. Before Seven appeared, he had never lost to anyone. However, ever since Seven showed up, he would lose to her each time she showed up. When Stanley heard the name ‘Seven’, his gaze subconsciously lingered upon Henry. “I have been sending messages to this person privately in the game for many days. In fact, I offered a lot of money as a form of temptation. Do you know what that person responded with?” Henry seemed very troubled when he talked about this.

Drawing upon the information provided by the map, Severin muttered to himself, "Perhaps there are seventh-grade herbs on this planet too." He was a seventh-grade medium-rank alchemist, so any ordinary sixth-grade herbs were useless for him. Only seventh-grade herbs could ignite Severin's interest enough to warrant action. He hoped that the herbs on the planet ahead held sufficient quality to meet his exacting demands. It would be disappointing if all of them were sixth-grade herbs.