A Summer Affair Series Novels & Stories

“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?”

"I'm really sorry that you have to witness this Olivia. It was never my intention to—" "Are you apologizing to her right now? Are you seriously doing that in front of me? I am the one who had walked in on both of you unannounced and canoodling with each other. I'm the one who had come into your office to see a woman that you had an affair with working by your side as your secretary." She stated fiercely.

My priority was to settle Juni down as quickly as possible. Adam also finished drafting the divorce agreement. After signing it, I mailed it to Christian. Yet to my surprise, Christian flatly refused to sign. "Shiloh, haven't you had enough? Even tantrums have a limit. Why are you divorcing me out of nowhere?" I replied calmly, "Just tell me—will you sign or not?" "No!" Christian declared firmly. "I'll never agree to a divorce! Are you seriously still jealous of Peyton? There's nothing between us—we're just colleagues! Our relationship is completely innocent!"

And Summer had been no exception, quickly finding herself drawn to his magnetic charisma and sinful smile. From their first encounter, there had been an undeniable spark between them. Alexander's heated gazes and flirtatious words sent tingles racing down her spine, making her ache to feel his strong hands on her body. It hadn't taken long before they crossed the line from flirting to something more, their pent-up desires finally unleashing in a whirlwind of passionate kisses and roaming caresses.

Louisa Forbes glanced at the wall clock—almost midnight, and George Capulet still hadn't returned. After ten years together and seven years of secret marriage, this was her first birthday without him. Because he was cheating. On her birthday, he was vacationing abroad with his mistress. Louisa quietly finished the last bite of her birthday cake and stood to clear the table. Just as she finished cleaning up, he returned with a delightful smile. Apparently, his trip had been quite enjoyable. Entering the living room, he spotted Louisa sitting on the sofa and froze momentarily.

Melody looked at Zach dotingly like a woman in love. Zach sure had his way with words. He could easily console Melody with just a few words. I did not listen to the rest of their conversation. My mind was only engrossed in one thing. No wonder Brandon did not like me—he was Melody's husband. I had to give it to Melody. She had an affair right under Brandon's nose, even when they worked together. I wondered what had happened to Brandon after my death in my past life. Then, an idea came to me. I was delighted.

"He served time in prison after Fiona pressed fraud charges against him. Upon his release last month, he began seeing a wealthy woman. In a public attack, his ex-wife hurled acid at him, leaving half his face disfigured." Frank spoke calmly, as if reciting a routine financial report. "He's working at a nightclub now, catering to clients with particular tastes." I gazed quietly out the window, taking a sip of my champagne. Outside, the sunset over Munisberg bathed Frostspire Peak in a warm, golden light. Suddenly, my phone buzzed. It was a message from my wife. "So, what are you craving tonight? I'll take care of dinner." In the photo, she held a freshly caught trout, our villa by the Swervan

He nodded then left the restaurant. Tiffany was still worried. She was afraid that Jackson might kick up an awful fuss at home. She could pretty much imagine Summer’s reaction to this affair, if she found out. She might actually have a stroke. Even though Summer and Atticus had been separated for more than twenty years, they did not divorce. Now, they had reunited. His relationship with Bernadette could be considered an extramarital affair… Considering the situation, she was too afraid to follow him. After all, it was a family issue between the Wests. She had not married into the family yet, so she would make things difficult for Jackson too.

“How did you know?” “I saw her friends leaving your place.” She replied warmly. I swallowed. “What do you know?” Summer stepped outside, lowering her voice. “I know who took her." Her words felt unreal. “Who?” I whispered. “The popular Blake.” I frowned. “Blake’s her boyfriend.” “I know,” her jaw tightened. “But this afternoon, they were arguing outside. It was really intense. I had to watch.” Blake and Tiffany argued? That didn’t make sense. At some point, I thought Summer was just spitting nonsense. But I didn’t know why she was doing this. “Summer, they love each other. Whatever you heard or saw–“