28 Summers Kindle Novels & Stories

Summer says as she takes the cutting board with the carets and puts them into a pot. "Summer I already tried everything to find her and failed. She blocked my number so I can't even call her, I paid to monitor her bank records, but she hasn't used it. Where could she be that she doesn't need to use her credit card Summer?" I asked her but she only exchanged looks with Anthony then went back to cutting peppers. How can I make her see that she is my last option, I literally have nothing left. I feel so empty inside and my sole purpose is to find Autumn no matter the cost.

The head of the orphanage found me in the middle of the scorching summer, which was why he named me Theros Sommar. When Daisy learned of it, she then said that moving forward, the summer solstice every year would be my birthday. She then prepared birthday gifts for me and even baked a birthday cake for me to celebrate. Ever since my gastric bleeding the other day, she had forbidden me from drinking again. But the mood back then had been just right, so I pestered her until she gave in and allowed me to drink some red wine. One thing led to another, and that night, she finally gave herself wholly to me.

For the first time, Sieghal set foot again in his hometown, Shira—a small fishing town in North Yorkshire, England. It's not precisely sprawling but beautiful enough to be remembered as a place full of charm. Shira is this quaint little town nestled among cliffs and tall hills, flanked by a few mountains and rolling hills. Shira's sunsets are top-notch, the best anyone could find anywhere. It should be a perfect place to unwind from all life's chaos. Yet, for Sieghal, Shira is the last place he wants to be.

She snuggled her face against my neck "I love you, babe." And this is the finale because you already know what we did that summer. -Fin

What do normal people do when they come to Crete for a summer vacation? They probably post photos on I*******m with captions like "Sun, sea, sand #blessed," sip ouzo in the evenings, smash plates, and just soak up that effortless island vibe. And what am I doing? I’m covering my ears with my hands, counting prime numbers backward in my head, and trying not to lose my absolute mind. I am in a literal marathon to stay sane.

Netizens lamented Elise's viciousness. [Gosh, so vicious at only 18!] [Damn, I can't imagine how Nicola got through that!] [She ruined a young woman! Thankfully, Nicola's doing well now!] I stopped looking at these comments and began to enjoy my vacation. The next morning, I received a call from an unknown number. As soon as I answered, Elise's angry voice rang out. "Nicola! Have you lost your mind? Must you ruin the Tromp family and me? The Tromp family has been kind to you. You're such an ingrate!"

'Better judgment than most people,' he agreed, and she felt him smile against her hair, and she laughed — full and real and from somewhere deep — and he laughed too, that low unguarded sound she had been collecting since the very beginning. Outside, the last night of winter was snowing. Soft and slow, the kind that isn't violent, just quiet. The sky putting something gently to rest. Spring tomorrow. Everything still to come. She held him and let herself feel the full weight of it — this life, this man, this version of herself she had built from ash and stubbornness and the refusal to stay dead. The dry well is now overflowing

I struck a finger at her. “I drove all the way down here for Tame Impala so I’m going to see Tame Impala. I don’t think you understand but Summer ends in ten days for me and the past few weeks have been hard as hell. My parents got divorced and my dad is marrying another woman who would probably scam him of his entire net worth. God I hate him so much, I hate everyone in the whole world but this man right behind me.”

“It’s nothing, Clyde. I just fell down from the stairs at Amanda’s place. Clumsy, right?” He didn’t buy it. His eyes—too sharp for an eighteen-year-old who’d already lost too much—filled with hurt and anger. “You’ve been gone for days. George won’t tell me anything. That guy followed me the other night, Summer. He said he was your ‘friend’ and gave me a message for you. ‘You can’t keep running. Just embrace it.’ What does that mean?” My blood ran cold. I reached for him, but he stepped back. “Clyde, it’s complicated. You won't understand. They are adults stuff. I’m handling it.”

But when a passion led to an unplanned pregnancy, would the wild CEO succumb to marriage? ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Romance Books by Agatha Rose THE SUMMERS SERIES 1. Dark Deception (Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan) 2. Dark Betrayal (Thornton Summers & Ava Smith) ⪼⪼ 3. Taming The Wild CEO (Javier Summers & Ella Stanford) ⪻⪻⪻ 4. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits (Clarabelle Summers & Dean Westminster)