Cruel Summer Novels & Stories

"School got me busy these days. That's all, and it's nice to see you again, ma. You look gorgeous. " "Oh please, I told you to drop that name. Call me Winter. " She smiles, hand cupping my heated cheeks and I only smile in return. I met Winter months ago, during the first stage of my relationship with Peter, and at first, she looked like one of those strict moms but I was so wrong about her. Getting to know her, I found out she's soft and charming. Possibly one of the elders I don't get so anxious around. "Are you guys ready?" Peter asks his mom as his dad appears by her side and we exchange greetings before they turn to Peter. "Yes, we are but you didn't tell us Arabella will be coming. "

"I think it would be funny. But, Uncle Louis ...." Summer took a deep breath. Her cute face turned pitiful. "Knowing my wish is not enough. You also have to make it come true. Therefore, please don't chase me away. Let me stay here until you keep your promise. I promise I won't be naughty. If you force me to go home, I will scream and roll around again like before!" Seeing how Summer puffed out her cheeks and furrowed her eyebrows, Louis chuckled. "Your threat is very scary, you know?"

"O-Of course. We're friends." Satisfied with my response, Bethany finally let go of my arm and followed me inside. I opened the door, but the office was pitch-black. "Dad, these are the friends I mentioned, the ones coming to work here for the summer," I said cautiously. Before I could introduce them, they pushed past me and crowded into the room. "Hello, Mr. Parker. We're here for the summer jobs. May I know what the pay is like? Is ten thousand dollars a month okay? Oh, and I'm not really into factory work. Can I get an office job instead?"

Bethany's expression froze, the joy in her eyes vanishing as sheer panic took its place. The terror she felt was laid bare in front of Mitchell, and in that moment, it looked almost comical. Though it was the height of summer, Bethany felt a chill crawl over her skin, a chill that had nothing to do with the weather. She had already experienced the madness that Mitchell could descend into for Heather's sake, twice now, and the fear of reliving it a third time made her stomach turn.

I gripped the hem of my clothes so tightly that my knuckles turned white. I knew all too well what was waiting for me. The vehicle drove toward the cemetery on the outskirts. Along the way, Alyssa leaned against Erwin's chest. She occasionally laughed softly as she fed him pieces of fruit. I sat in the front seat. Watching their intimate acts through the rearview mirror, my chest ached repeatedly. When we reached the cemetery entrance, Erwin got out first. I was about to follow when the sight before me froze me in place. From the entrance all the way into the cemetery, a three-mile path was completely covered in burning charcoal that glowed with a terrifying red under the sunlight.

Verania If I didn’t swallow the water, then I would have to choke on it, and that wasn’t what I wanted at all. Choking would only make things worse, so instead, I gulped down the water as tears gathered in my eyes. Soon, my stomach felt too full to the point where I thought it would burst. The Cruel Alpha only stepped back when the glass was empty. His hateful eyes searched my face. I coughed and wiped the back of my hand across my mouth, meeting his gaze steadily.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

Her eyes latched on the icy peaks of snow-capped mountains that stood tall and proud in a distance. On one of those lived the notorious witch. The gusts of cold wind started to nip at their bone as they drew near the mountain. Azriel and Dustin were not as affected by the chilly wind as Sienna was. They had their wolf blood running in their veins. Azriel thought it would be better to shift in their wolf form for easy navigation. He looked over at Sienna who had now started to shiver with cold. Her arms were wrapped around her in an attempt to detain the heat.

I rolled my eyes in disdain at having to go, but took a deep breath and nodded to nothing. — I'll talk to him. She lets out a velvety laugh in surprise. — Heaven, that's great... thank you. I couldn't say anything. After a few minutes of silence it turns off. The Savoia event would be at the height of the Brazilian summer, in the best season to be in a beachy place with cold and refreshing water at high temperatures. In addition to the beautiful landscape and without forgetting the tourists, in fact, Santiago Savoia loves attention, and women...

I could feel her long nails digging into my flesh. "Let me go," I snapped. I tried to wrench my arm from her grasp, but she only held on more tightly. "No. You don't get to walk away from me when I'm talking to you, you lowlife. You'll stand there and take whatever it is I want to say to you." "No I won't. Now get your filthy hands of me!" Summer's eyes glinted dangerously at the insult. "What did you say to me?" she said. "What the hell did you say to me?"