Cam From Summer I Turned Pretty Novels & Stories

I couldn’t wait to feel her energy entirely, maybe then I could run, maybe then I would be safe. “Okay, that’s it, you’re perfect and I’m a genius” Cami squealed in delight as she turned my chair around to face the mirror behind me. I think I stopped breathing for a minute as I looked at Camis handiwork, my deep red hair was curled in flawless waves fell to my midsection with half of it pinned back so you could see eyes. My green eyes which normally were murky and sullen looked bright and alive with a Smokey grey eye shadow, my cheeks were stained a perfect shade of rose gold.

“We made it.” He took it silently. “Not gonna lie,” I said. “You look like you’re waiting for a refund on life.” “It’s bright,” he muttered, sipping his drink. “It’s the sun, babe. It tends to do that.” I pulled out my phone and leaned into him, camera facing us. “No,” he said instantly, flinching back. “Yes,” I said, already snapping. Click. Perfect. Cameron with his sunglasses, looking mildly annoyed and weirdly gorgeous anyway. Me grinning like an idiot next to him. Iconic.

she smiled. Camden's gaze shifted to Clayton, "Hey, don't turn around!" She said firmly as she saw he was turning to face her, "I'm naked!" Clayton chuckled, "I assumed as much. That's how it works when we shift after all. I won't look, I swear." They were both peering out over the misty lake as the rain continued to fall. The gentle sound of the raindrops falling into the water was soothing and calming. Camden allowed an enormous sigh to escape her lips, letting go of any fear or anxiety she had been holding onto, at least for that moment. She felt calm, relaxed, at peace with herself and her surroundings. A warmth rushed over her and she realized she was happy. Truly happy.

"I’ll see you at the campus tomorrow. Bye." "Kingsley! Kingsley, don't you dare hang up on me! I am not done yet" I cut the call, letting the silence swallow the room again. Time to get back to business. I pushed into the third room. It was entirely barren, save for a lone computer resting on a desk right in the center of the space. I walked over and hit the power button. To my surprise, the monitor flickered to life, automatically launching a video file. My chest tightened. It was surveillance footage of Summer from last night at the club. The camera tracked everything: her walking in, changing her clothes, serving a client, dancing on the floor... right up to the moment she stole a valuabl

She snuggled her face against my neck "I love you, babe." And this is the finale because you already know what we did that summer. -Fin

He lifted her chin to look into her eyes just as a flash from the camera blinded him. Oshey looked and saw Cammie smiling and holding the camera. "Now who has blackmail on the two of you." Cammie smarted off. "Kids,” Oshey grunted. "Mood breakers," Cornell added. "We can talk later, for now, I have Camille to pounce," Oshey said standing up with a smile. "I'll help," Cornell said with a laugh. "Oh no, you don't," Cammie said, running away from them.

Elara’s POV The morning air in the Beta estate was thick with summer roses and sweeter with anticipation. Elara sat on the small veranda outside her chambers, a cup of jasmine tea untouched in her hands. Her cheeks still flushed from memory. Her body felt different. Opened. Branded. Her skin still tingled where he’d touched her—her neck, her hips, her inner thighs. She’d woken aching, the phantom of Caelan’s mouth still worshipping her in places that had never known reverence.

“Summer?” Summer closed her eyes briefly, her resolve hardening. She guessed the drug’s effect would kick in soon. With a swift movement, she let her silk robe slide off, revealing a low-cut camisole that clung to her curvy figure. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Ben, her voice low and sultry. “Ben, I know you’re uncomfortable. Let me help you.” Ben’s expression turned icy as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her away forcefully. “What are you trying to do, Summer?”

Maybe it was helped along by the drinks they’d already had that evening, maybe it was just the playful atmosphere, but all at once, everything seemed calmer, slower… slipping into a softer focus as the moment fell into a delightful, far more serious tone. And that was about the moment Jerry toddled on back, a few weathered frames in his hand. “Ah, my bad. But I thought Aiden might like to see this.” The spell broken, momentarily anyway, Aiden took a bracing swig of her beer as she accepted the photos. Jerry stood near, peering over her shoulder as she looked each one over, and he pointed out everyone in each. “That’s Stacy, your Nan’s friend from high school. And that’s Addie. There she is a

Her delicate fingers moved deftly as she typed something on her phone. Robin glanced over his shoulder at her since he was worried. However, he paused momentarily. A lot of people were aware that Summer did not like standing before all these cameras. To be precise, she feared standing in front of them. Unfortunately, there was no way for her to avoid them in this life due to her background and status. Robin had witnessed on countless occasions Summer trembling with her head hanging low in front of the cameras. However, when he looked at her now… Not only was Summer not trembling in fear, but she also seemed completely unbothered by the crazed crowd outside. She held her phone and typed swift