Big Summer Book Novels & Stories

Her lips bunch into a smile and she turns around going towards the book section. "Gosh! Is she really 6?" Adonis asks me once she is away. "She got a 13 year old sister who already has a boyfriend. She knows things. Don't give her suspicions." "Ah..okay," he sighs. In fifteen minutes, we walk out of the shop after I pay for all the items that Hazel had picked up, which included three sets of colour pencils, crayons, k-pop themed push pencils, all BTS members pens, notebooks and bookmarks, ordinary pencils with different cartoon characters at the bottom, cute erasers, sketches, markers, a drawing book, a pink unicorn pouch, a cute purple mini diary and then a lot of stickers.

“Well. It's a long story that I’ll tell you all about in the next couple of days, but… Mitch and I stumbled onto something at the house earlier today and found out that my Grandad Bill left me… well. An absolutely stupid amount of money.” Jessie’s brows shot up and she shook her head even as Mitch gave her a single nod. “Aiden! I don’t care how much money you got, I can’t let you do this. It would be way too much.” Jacob just gaped and nodded in agreement with Jessie, seemingly at a loss for words. “Nope. Not doing this,” Aiden shot back with a smile. “You’re my sister-bestie. This is happening, end of story. You guys pick a date and I will work the magic.”

Bigger than our feelings. The silence that followed was heavy and final. Liliana looked at the man she had loved so blindly, the man she had thought was her other half. She no longer saw her husband. She saw a CEO. A guardian of a legacy. “You’re right,” she said, her voice now eerily calm, a terrifying quiet. “It is bigger than my feelings. And I can no longer live in the shadow of something so large.” She turned and walked steadily to her closet. She didn’t reach for a designer handbag or a jewelry box. She pulled an old canvas backpack from the top shelf, the one she had carried when she first came to this city.

, But big baby still had his eyes closed "You can open your eyes now" I said , he batted his lashes and slowly and let them open . i couldn't stop staring, suprisingly he too was staring at me . it was as if time stopped the moment we locked eyes . he started moving his head slowly towards mine *what was he about to do * I thought, I wanted to move but I just couldn't ,my eyes still fixed on his. Suprising he moved pass my lips and rested on my ears "hey ugly,you still owe me a tour" he whispered ,his closeness was doing something to me ,I didn't just know .I just quickly opened the door and ran out of the room. I couldn't take it anymore,damn I hated the way he made me feel

Nicole I froze, for a moment, I wondered if I had heard him correctly. David Lockwood, the untouchable billionaire. The man whose pride was as legendary as his wealth, the man who had never begged anyone for anything in his life was standing there, begging me to save his daughter.

Third-Person POV Rex read the notification in his head three times over, unable to believe it. "System, what did you say? Dead? Selena's dead?" He was mumbling, his voice shaking so much that he could barely form the words. The System was quiet for a moment before it answered. "Yes. The previous female lead has died." Rex's eyes went wide, filled with panic and disbelief. "She's the Alpha's daughter. She's the female lead of this entire werewolf novel world. She has the Moon Goddess' blessing. How could she possibly die?"

Lucas grabbed Emma’s hand and they began walking. “Where’s Ben want us to meet him?” Emma asked. Lucas quickly responded, “Burger Queen.” His strides were long but Emma didn’t have trouble keeping up. Walking wasn’t unusual for them and their line of work, although Lucas did have a car that he loved dearly. It was a pristine, quantum grey, fully loaded, 2018 Audi S8 with only 45,000 miles. He liked keeping the mileage low, it was a vintage after all. “Only two more blocks.”

"We can talk about this. 300 grand! No, 500 grand! "I'll pay you 500 grand out of my own pocket, and I'll restore every cent of your commission. Just please don't blow this up." Sasha scrambled up from the floor, all her earlier swagger gone. Her face went chalk white as she clung to Joe's sleeve, her voice shaking with tears. "Uncle Joe, what are we going to do? We can't let the police go through the books." I turned, slipping out of Joe's reach, and spoke into the phone. "Officer, did you hear that? They're trying to stop me from filing a report and pay me off under the table.

In an instant, I was covered in filth. The others frowned and covered their noses in disgust. "Ugh, gross! You're as nasty as you smell," one spat. "Beth, why do we even need to work at her father's factory? Let's find somewhere else to work during the summer. Just look at her. She doesn't seem like someone from a rich family." Hearing that, memories of my father's factory came rushing back. Suddenly, I began to shiver uncontrollably. "But I heard the city's biggest factory belongs to her family," Bethany Reed replied. "The pay is supposedly the best in town, and they even issue internship completion certificates."

His eyes lingered uncomfortably on our chests. I felt a wave of disgust at their forwardness. They were just teenagers trying to hit on women in a bar. I was too disheartened to care though and simply turned away, ignoring them. However, Summer, with her fiery temper, faced the young boys head-on. "Get lost! We're not interested in entertaining kids," she snapped. She was always straightforward and didn’t mince words with people she disliked. The youths, who looked youthful but not good-natured, reacted with anger. One of them advanced toward Summer, grabbing her shoulder aggressively, while the other one approached me with an inappropriate leer.