Autumn Reads Novels & Stories

Aurel stood three paces away, his spectacles reflecting the horizon, his mind clearly calculating the geological formations rather than enjoying the view. "Beautiful," Autumn breathed, and her head tilted against my shoulder, a gesture of intimacy that made Riven's jaw tighten. "The waterfall," she announced after a moment that stretched too long, her hand pulling me from the cliff's edge with a reluctance that spoke of other moments she had planned and would not abandon.

“We’re starting work at the studio tomorrow. See you then.” Autumn exhaled deeply, grateful for the quick intervention. They'd never been particularly close, but he it was nice having someone look out for him in class, hopeful that things wouldn't be as rough given the previous events. By the time Autumn gathered his things, half the class had already emptied out. He headed straight for the library to pick up a few books, the last one a thick red manual. He pulled out his phone as he left to text Allison. 'Wanna meet up?'

At least the most important thing was that the line of succession was secured. I walked into the parlour to see Summer sitting and watching television. Autumn had his eyes buried not in books today, but in a magazine. It was an entertainment magazine I had gotten for Summer. He looked up to his sister and said. “Look, Summer.” He pointed at a spot on the page he was reading and Summer absentmindedly glanced down. “So?” she asked. Autumn scratched his eyes. “Can’t you read? They say the film is rated 13.”

Before I could say another word, the line disconnected, leaving behind nothing but the hollow beeping tone. The cold grew sharper and sharper, carving straight into my bones. Gritting my teeth, I pulled the blanket tighter around myself. Suddenly, my phone lit up with a notification. I turned my head slightly and saw that Morgan had just updated his social media. In the photo, he wore nothing but a thin short-sleeved shirt with a popsicle hanging from his mouth. 'So lucky Ms. Sheffield brought me a generator, or I would have frozen tonight too.' I stared at the picture for a long time.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

"Don't be cheeky. I mean the olimpiade. Are you ready?" "Yeah, I think so." I nodded then leaned in to plant a kiss on her forehead. "That is great! Then Carlton High will surely win!" Autumn did a mini dance and I chuckled. "I think it is too early to say that, love." "Nah, I have every confidence in you and Mey!" "Well, Mey seems to be occupied now." Autumn lifted her brows then as if realization dawned on her, she nodded. "Ah, she must be duck in books right now. She always worries that she might not stuff enough things in her pretty little head when in truth, she has more than the rest of us."

Our housekeeper usually took care of me at home. The corners of Ella’s lips curved upward slightly. She pointed at me. “No need. Look, Amber looks unhappy. I don’t want to cause any tension between you because of me.”

And Gavin—well, Gavin’s three hours away, counting down the days until graduation, already acting like he’s got one foot out the door. Gemma texted me last night: You ever feel like you’re suffocating, even when the window’s open? I didn’t know how to answer. I keep thinking about summer, the salt wind and the laughter and the promises we made, but autumn isn’t summer. –And the truth is, maybe none of us are the same anymore. The thing about autumn is that it looks prettier than it feels. Everyone talks about the leaves—red, orange, gold, the whole cliché—but no one talks about the gray sky behind them, or the way the air smells like endings.

A friend had sent me a link, followed by a string of exclamation points. [Dylan, you need to see this. What is going on?!] My stomach dropped. I clicked the link. It was a long post from an anonymous account, but it was not hard for anyone to guess who it was really about. Jonah had spun an elaborate lie, framing himself as the victim in the most pitiful tone imaginable. He claimed that he and Clara were high school sweethearts, that they shared a deep, unbreakable bond, and that I had swooped in and stolen Clara from him.

she said as Autumn giggled before bidding her goodbyes. After Autumn got dressed for work, she left her apartment. Everything seemed to run perfectly as she left because for once in her life, she didn't have to face Miss Choi, which made her extremely happy. Amber wasn't waiting in front of Autumn's apartment today as she didn't bother calling her as she was in the mood to walk. Walking her normal routine, Autumn passed the playground, where she was then stopped by an excited Lexi, "Miss Autumn!" She exclaimed as Autumn grinned, "Good morning, Lexi," Autumn greeted with a wide smile on her face, "Good morning, Miss Autumn, I'm sorry that I fell asleep and didn't say goodbye," she said as Aut