28 Summers Sequel Novels & Stories

Not ever. Summer sat by the window, staring out into the darkness. The cold breeze from the open window brushed against her skin, but the chill in the air was nothing compared to the unease gnawing at her chest. Hilda had just left for the night, and now she was alone, consumed by thoughts of what Jessica was planning. Her mind couldn't settle, turning over the conversation she'd overheard earlier. Jessica's words echoed in her mind—When the foxes leave tomorrow, Summer will go with them.

They reminisced about their childhood adventures, the silly pranks they played on each other, and the secrets they had kept for years, but no secret would ever be as big as their beach romance. On Monday morning, the sun was shining brightly, making the waves of the ocean shimmer like diamonds. Layla and Sunny packed their bags, ready to leave the beach and return to their everyday lives. As they said their goodbyes to the salty sea air and the sound of seagulls, a sense of bittersweet nostalgia washed over them. They knew that this summer would forever hold a special place in their hearts. As Layla was shoving her luggage into the trunk, she looked over at Sunny and said, "I love it here. I

With a playful grin, Summer continued, "Helping you would benefit me in two ways. Firstly, it would prevent Monica from becoming the Ritter family heir, and secondly, you would owe me a significant favor." Summer's motive for obstructing Monica's ascension to the heir position was rooted in her affection for James. Should Monica become the heir, she might wield her power to pursue James relentlessly. Summer already had a rival in Suzanne; adding Monica to the mix would only lead to a headache. Furthermore, Summer sought to extract a favor from Keith.

"The smart watch is going to break before the agreement period is even up." "Theo may think he got a new smart watch, but he just got himself a smart pager instead. Poor little thing." … Time passed after that, and soon, it was Theo's summer break. I was just discussing the company's development plans with Austin for the next five years when I suddenly caught sight of the comments once again becoming active. "Damn! I've been paying so much attention to the villains' daily life that I forget we're almost at a crucial point in the main plot!"

Bethany's expression froze, the joy in her eyes vanishing as sheer panic took its place. The terror she felt was laid bare in front of Mitchell, and in that moment, it looked almost comical. Though it was the height of summer, Bethany felt a chill crawl over her skin, a chill that had nothing to do with the weather. She had already experienced the madness that Mitchell could descend into for Heather's sake, twice now, and the fear of reliving it a third time made her stomach turn.

I listened as she told me all about their argument and drank a bottle of wine. After half an hour, I had enough. “Ok, let's go” I pulled her from the couch and pushed her out the back door and into her house, where I found Nathan sitting in an armchair whilst Noah was on the sofa, both with a beer in their hands. I pushed Summer down on the couch next to Noah. “Noah, you were out of order asking if she was trying to keep her options open. You know that's not the case. You two are going to spend the rest of your life together, so if she needed a few days before marking each other, you should have been supportive. She's scared about moving packs. Her dad died before she was born, then her mum

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

Dear Reader, If you’ve made it this far, thank you—from the bottom of my heart. This story has been an emotional journey filled with love, heartbreak, healing, and second chances, and I’m so grateful you chose to walk through it with me. But this isn’t the end. I do have a sequel planned, and it may come sooner than you think. Next, we’ll continue with new lead characters—the story of Benjamin Lawrence and Ariana Newman. Did I catch your attention? Wondering how those two will bump into each other?

I froze. "Why is she even awake by this time?" I wondered in my mind "Are you deaf?" She almost yelled. "No, I'm sorry." "Make me some ramen noodles and put pickle juice right beside it. Then make my iced coffee with whipping cream. Once you are done, bring it to my room." She ordered. Then she left me and started climbing up the stairs. "I'm sorry, but I can't do that. The Alpha said…." The next thing I knew was that she was coming to me with anger, ready to give me the biggest talk of my life.

*Castle of Shadows* Sarene DeMarco I leaned my hip against the grand marble windowsill overlooking the night veranda deep in thought. I had dawned my sleep wear for the day ahead. It was near midnight but she wasn’t ready for sleep. Our people were able to experience the sun from over the horizon and that was it before it peaked fully in the sky but in doing so had its’ effects. It slowed our ability to function. Our thoughts always a mess and vision blurs. In my opinion it sucked. The sun begins to rise around six o’clock in the morning which in itself five o’clock horizon. I was leader our people and as such I felt the urge to disband the position of my second in command, Gabriel Hues. At