Cruel Summer Novels & Stories

Liam had snatched whatever I had. I didn't know when my tears started to fall. All I did in my life was cry. Pregnancy should be a nice period in a woman's life. But it seems like I am not included in that category. I have been crying throughout my pregnancy and I am tired of it. I wanted it to end so that I could enjoy this period with a smile. I want to be loved. But it looks like I am asking for something which is not in my destiny. In Cruel Destiny.

I see the front door come into view, when a large man steps out from around the corner, walking towards me. I feel the power from a half a block away from him. Whatever he is, he is strong and important. I ignore the sense of forboding and keep my eyes down on the ground. He walks up to me and I go to amble around him when he sticks a large hand out and curls it around my bicep, squeezing painfully. I cry out as the pain sizzles through my arm. He pulls me into his chest possessively and drops his face into my neck, breathing in deeply. My mouth drops in shock and my eyes peer up into his. They are glowing a bright gold and a cruel smirk slips across his face before he utters the one word I

I looked up, and under the shade of the trees, he stood quietly—tall and composed—but his face was hidden in shadow. It was summer, and the cicadas buzzed noisily in the background. It suddenly brought me back to the end of the video I had seen in the theater. He had been sitting there, hands clenched tightly together, saying, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.” Even now, I couldn’t forget those words. So, I answered him, “Because someone wants me to be happy.”

Im going to enjoy severing their limbs from their disgusting bodies. Queer as it may seem, i find myself drooling at the mere thought of killing those mutts. I can even picture them howling and writhing in pain. I can not wait to see the pain of betrayal on Darius' face. Hmph. Who told him that i can be at par with him? The stupid mutt would rather betray his own kind to be in good books with me. Hasn't he heard that, one should never make a deal with Hades? Something also tells me that killing those rogues will be a huge blow to Summer. They may be outcasts but they are still wolves. A part of me knows that as I kill them, she will be in pain as well. I don't know how, but I do know that sh

Summer had chosen a far more exciting outfit which included a tiny strapless blue dress with cutouts on the side and matching blue stilettos. A knock on the door signaled it was eight. “That must be Arie and Leah!” Summer squealed. She opened the door to find not just Arie and Leah, but Alpha Marcus and Darren as well. Summer glared at the men. “No. No boys allowed.” Alpha Marcus glared back at her. “With everything that’s going on, I’m afraid you can’t just go off on your own.” Summer began to argue when Arie quickly pointed out, “They’ll be at the restaurant, but they won’t be sitting with us. “Summer gave a dramatic eyeroll.

“It’s about time you show your damn face! You tried to kill me, my Father, Veronica stabbed my sister!” She rolled her eyes and smirked. “I have nothing against your Father, handsome man. All I did was sell a curse that didn’t help me to begin with. Your stepmother is a useless woman. Couldn’t get the job done.” I extended my claws and my hands were covered with fur. “Summer,” Brook said. She lingered behind me. “You killed my son, you lowlife bitch. I always knew you weren’t good for him.” “With a mother like you no wonder he turned out to be a pervert.”

Summer's POV “Summer?” Ashton called my name, pulling away from Freya in shock, his eyes widened in terror like he had any right to be horrified. “It’s a..” “What the hell are you doing here? Get the hell out of here.” Freya barked, her eyes filled with fury as they burned into mine. Fear crippled me, my heart was racing and my mind unable to think of a rational decision out of this. Before I knew it, Ashton was walking towards me.

Frustrated by her father's words, the girl ran away, far away from her father deep into the forest inside the Jasenovac camp Intensely running for three minutes straight she stopped by the river. She was surprised at what she saw, blinded by the sun, Hannale stopped and squinted her eyes. "I never thought I'd see this here! What a beauty!" It was a chrysanthemum plantation right beside the riverbank. The plantation was as yellow as the sun, she wished she had her paint and canvas with her to capture the untouched beauty. "Is that a person taking a bath in the river?" she thought to herself.

It was Summer lying down on the floor with red liquid flowing on his neck! "Oh ... No!" Stella cried out with shock. There was a long message for this one. 'Mommy. Please help Summer. Come to rescue your baby, mommy. Next time, it will be Summer's dead body. The really dead body, mommy. Come back to Summer in two days. Otherwise, Summer will become a rotten wrecked dog. Come soon, mommy. Summer is missing you! Stella read the text over and over again. Her eyes were burning hot with anger. The picture of Summer lying in blood like!

Half of it still doubted that Prince could do such a cruel thing. Without her knowing, the man was smiling crookedly behind the mask. He felt victorious for being so close to her. Meanwhile, at the farm, Summer was squatting with a grass in her hand. She was tired of playing with the sheep. Now her target was the ants around a candy. "Eat a lot, Ants. Once you're full, go back to your nest and sleep. Don't disturb our sheep, okay?" Just then, a car came. Seeing a handsome and dashing man coming out of the door, Summer immediately raised her eyebrows.