28 Summers Kindle Novels & Stories

"For meeting? How long?" "Ren, I'm thinking of bringing you with me." He stopped scrolling, halting in the middle of a digital book he saved to read. "Sure. How long?" She went silent for a while. "For summer. I have meetings to do at home. Most of them couldn't come to Canada and Japan seems to be our main place." "Okay. I'll tell Noah." "Preliminaries start in summer in Japan. If we are unable to attend, you can stay a little longer to see the start of the Spring Tournament."

Summer takes up most of that time with the planning of her eighteenth birthday party, and on the night, I hold my breath as we wait for her to find her mate. Summer’s plans are shattered when the night ends, and she has looked into the eyes of every single male that was there and not one was her mate. The morning after Summer’s birthday, our house has a huge dark cloud hanging over it. Summer refuses to get out of bed. She refuses to eat, and she point-blank refuses to go to school. She only has a couple of weeks of school left, but according to my melodramatic daughter, her life has ended and there is no need for her to finish school.

Back home, I earned the Best Flight Attendant title for seven consecutive years. Here, I knew I could achieve the same. More than that, I could finally do all the things I had once set aside to be with Kit. Skiing, mountain climbing, skydiving, chasing the northern lights—so many dreams now waited to be lived. But what I didn’t expect was that, on my second day in Solara, as I returned home from work, I found Kit standing at my door. As a pilot, he never drank, yet that night, his entire body reeked of alcohol.

** Be advised this chapter contains contents such as nonconsensual moments** The Winters’ great hall was quieter than usual. The fire in the hearth had burned low, but the tension in the air kept the family awake long after the sun rose. Celeste sat at the long table, her brothers flanking her on either side, her parents across.

Then my phone, on silent in my blazer pocket, started vibrating with the energy of someone who had been told no phones and had decided that did not apply to them. I shifted slightly and angled the screen just enough to read it under the desk. Tyler, in our group chat: *SUMMER WINTERS.* *SUMMER ELISE WINTERS.* *You have exactly thirty seconds to explain yourself before I combust.* Then Ruby: *I HEARD. I WAS IN MATHS AND I HEARD.* *SUMMER. MY GIRL. MY QUEEN. MY ENTIRE REASON FOR BEING AT THIS SCHOOL.* Then Tyler again: *I'm actually upset that I missed it I hate myself*

But then, over the phone, I heard a voice in the background—sweet and familiar, "Papa Dan." It was Valerie Kinder's son, Theo. Theo told Dan he'd already helped him check off twenty-nine items on his bucket list. Only one was left—seeing the Northern Lights. "Papa Dan," Theo chirped, "this is my very last wish. Will you come with me?" Dan's heart melted on the spot. He said yes without a second thought. Then he turned back to me and said, "Lynn, don't overreact. I already checked—it's just one day. It won't affect the surgery.

Through the years, not just humans are getting older, even unresolved personal and global problems too. Summer Season in the Philippines used to shine in April to May. Now, it has changed. Probably because of the recently defeated pandemic or the effect of climate change globally. Classes whether for elementary, high school, and colleges will start during September. Before, it was in June. Nevertheless, people should have not cursed Mother Nature for this predicament. All of these misfortunes and haul of miseries are what they caused to themselves. They cannot be tossing out blame for the wrath of their own cruelty. She scolded herself for thinking outside the box. She is supposedly wonderin

Well, maybe I shall heal in time. A heavy sigh escapes my lungs, marveling the long night awaits. I know I won't easily get asleep right now, I usually don't, and it's only two a.m. Damn my life! I take a deep yawn while grabbing the bottle of water from the nightstand and gulp a bit. "Ah, that's better," I breathe, my throat refreshed. Fully aware of the resentment I have towards sweating, the summer has decided to grant me a vengeful visit. I quickly get up and turn on the fan, which allows my body to cool off gradually. The L.A heat is no joke this year.

Summer, it’s like my favorite of all the seasons but at the same time I hate it. I woke up late, smiling as I stretch my arms. Alright! No more school. I walk inside the bathroom and took a very long bath. After an hour, I walk inside the closet and found a white shirt and dark wash jeans. I blow dry my hair and went out of the closet and to my room to get my purse. I'm going go out today and have some ice cream. A tradition I have always done when summer starts I went down the stairs looking for mom and dad when Krista pop her head out from the kitchen saying that mom and dad went out so early and that she doesn't know where did they go.

“Are you interested in some props for the Last Day of Summer Fest? We offer free juice and photos on the side.” “When is the day?" “Pardon?” Valentina looked over at her like she was staring at a grade two child. “When is the fest?” Colleen had no idea so she looked to Tobias for help and thankfully, he answered. “21st of this month. A few superstars like Johnny Crane, and Naomi Statham will be in attendance. I would recommend you get a summer hat for the occasion but unfortunately, we’re sold out. So, how about a tee shirt?”