A Summer Without You Novels & Stories

“By the way, Lou... do you have any plans today?” “Not sure yet, Ma. Why?” I replied, mouth half-full. Mama gave me a look. “I just think you should go out. Don’t you get bored staying home all day? It’s your summer break, Lou. You should be out making memories, not slowly turning into a houseplant.” I chukled. “Ma, I literally just went out yesterday, remember?” “Yeah, and where did you go? The coffee shop. You ate, came home, and that was it. That doesn’t count. Don’t you have plans with your friends?”

Their laughter lingered in the air, echoing into the distance. That woman was Sophia—Mason's first love, the one who had always been untouchable in his heart. One day, the Moore family went bankrupt overnight, and Sophia was forced to leave the country to stay with relatives abroad. And just like that, their love story ended. Slowly, Mason and I began to cross paths more often. I watched him numb his pain with alcohol until the early hours, all because of Sophia. I saw him defy his family, fighting tooth and nail in her name. And through those reckless, turbulent days, I remained quietly by his side.

“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?”

“Have you seen her?” “I saw Emma upstairs, but not Summer. Do you want me to look for her?” I shook my head. “No, thank you.” It was weird. And very odd for Summer to vanish from the party she was hosting, especially for her favourite holiday. I hoped she was okay wherever she was. Feeling the little vibration of my phone in the pocket of my little purse, I walked into the corner of the back room, excusing Cinderella making out with a Ninja Turtle. “Hello?”

So, nothing wrong, right? ***

Summer Love. I didn't think the summer part mattered. Sure we did fall in love during the summer. That doesn't mean I didn't expect it to last past that. It didn't matter to me that he was Nathan Kalis's school-bad boy. To me, he was just Nathan. The man couldn't go more than ten minutes before demanding a kiss. Who always wanted me to cuddle into him. And who loved listening to me read my books out loud.

though it's night hours already but the sun was just about to set because it's summer. sitting opposite the dresser, she just freshen up and blow drying her hair Desmond just came upstairs. " get dressed, i will take you to Target " he announced and slammed the door shut behind him " Target ? " Andrea echoes and put the most appropriate thing out of all the slutty clothes she was given. soon they hit the road and the atmosphere in the car was dead quiet. immediately they pulled up in target.... Andrea realize that she'd have no means to pay for her shopping as her cards is back in Vegas. Desmond seized it too !

"We broke up some time ago." "Seven months." Summer said, "It's been seven months." "Ah. I didn't know." "I was waiting for you." She continued, "I heard you quit the band?" "Yeah." "I'm sorry." "It was a mutual decision." I replied as briefly as I could, "I wanted out too." "If you ever want to talk..." She started but I immediately cut her off, "I guess I'll see you around." Summer smiled as she walked away. I didn't want to continue talking to her. I was afraid of being vulnerable again. I really missed her. I wanted to talk more. I wanted to hear her voice more but we broke up and I know it's just... not right.

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.

Mendes hurried to the door, opened it, and looked outside. Then she stepped out to keep watch. The Wright residence was full of Stella’s people now, and she was afraid someone might overhear something. Frank answered the phone. “Summer.” His voice was gentle. But there was a calculating edge beneath it. Summer just couldn’t hear it right now. She said directly, “I want to leave Harbor City.” “Now?” “Yes. Find a way for me. I have to leave Harbor City immediately.” Summer spoke through gritted teeth. On the other end, Frank paused when he heard how firm she sounded.