Cruel Summer Novels & Stories

he casually declared, as he nonchalantly took the knife and placed it against the other side of his face. The man trembled with fear for his life, and once again attempted to plead with him, uttering the words "Don, I'm sorry..." However, the sound that escaped his lips was a throat-piercing scream, as he mercilessly opened the other side of his face with the knife and cruelly grinned at him. Blood forcefully flowed from the wound in his face. "Your entire body will be subjected to my knife until you express your preferred manner of death," he said with cruelty, accompanied by a sinister chuckle.

Every now and then she wiped the sweat that slid down hers temples with a small towel that was draped around hers neck. Hers breathing was raging, but as much as possible she normalized it again. Angel looked around her. It's not only her who is in this park. Many people also do activities such as running, playing and other things. She smiled faintly, Angel liked this sight. She also likes hers healthy lifestyle. When she had just sat down to rest. Hers ears vaguely heard the voice of a child screaming. And when Angel turned her head to the side. She found a little girl who she guessed was about five years old. The little girl was running full-time to chase a brown dog that was running fast

she sobbed while begging for her life. Yvette’s cries and screams were very tormenting. Summer came out from the room and found her rolling on the floor, crying in distress. The fire was just an inch away from her, just a little closer, and she would be burnt to whiskers. Summer had never seen anyone struggling before death, and Yvette was the first. She was desperate, agonizing, and tussling with death. Her arms trembled while she gritted her teeth. ‘I want to save her, but that’s Yvette!’

So, she went to the door and shouted, "Is anyone out there? Help me! Help!" However, no one responded, no matter how hard she shouted. Even if someone heard her, no one would come to help her. Everyone in the Quigley residence had been ordered not to help Summer. No one would even know if she died in that dark room. It was at this moment that Summer experienced how truly cruel the real world was. She understood the pain of the privileged suppressing the commoners. Tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably. Summer was a strong person. Even when Hank had abandoned her, she had never felt the urge to cry. But she wanted to cry at that moment

“Let you be? You’re really asking me that? After today? After the dean threatened your scholarship, after that damn video ruined your reputation—you’re back here undressing for some masked creep? You’re gullible, Summer. Dangerously gullible. Or maybe you just enjoy destroying yourself. Which is it?” Her face flushed, tears glistening in her eyes, but she didn’t back down. She jabbed a finger into my chest, hard. “You don’t know anything about me! You think you can just swoop in and judge? You have no idea what I’m fighting for— who I’m fighting for. Clyde needs me. I need money. I need—”

"You are Summer, am sure you saw your dad transformation, so you can't be any different from it" "I am not a supernatural!!" Summer yelled, her eyes taking a shade of red and her hands emitted fire. "Calm down miss Summer, calm down" The man muttered, trying to calm the furious young supernatural before him. "Don't tell me to calm down, those monster killed my dad and am going to avenge for him but not while am in this fucking school" Summer said as she superspeed to the gate. "Wait there is a barrier around the school so you can't lea..."

Or know the location of Starbucks? I'm his assistant. It only makes sense, but I'm still furious. I finished my coffee and made my way to the bathroom. I also took a cold shower. The cold water always calms my nerves. I got out with my wet curls. Well, I'm screwed. I'd have to go with my untamed curls since I don't have time to curl it. Perks of being Trinidadian.

Silvy put the tip of her nose in the pocket where I had my phone. I nodded, "I was ignorant of it. I erroneously believed that the earrings were merely a gift." I sniffled, "I don't see why he did this; it was something he had planned from the start. Why couldn't we just get along as mates, as my parents did?" When I thought I was about to start crying, I tried to hold my head up, but doing so only made the tears come more quickly down my face. I hate you, Augustine, you made me hate summer. This is the first summer of my girlhood. Give it back to me.

because Humans are worse than them. Humans who are ruling our world are worse than these creatures of God. Animals are much, far better than Humans because these humans broke me, snatched my everything, and threw me behind bars. I was a fighter. I was a survivor. But in this cruel world, these humans made me rotten. Now, I'm Cruel. I'm cold-hearted. I'm a Killer because I killed Myself. I killed my baby. I killed my own happiness. I ruined my own heart.

At that moment, Chester pretended to scream, "Oh, my baby!" "Chester!" A voice called from outside, followed by urgent footsteps. It was Susie. Chester did not care how scorching the sauna door was as he faked a frantic attempt to save the child. "No, no! Edward, if you're going to hate someone, hate me, but please don't hurt the boy! He's the only child Susie can ever give me... Argh... My baby... "Susie, hurry, look at our baby! He's turned into a mummy... I came here with good intentions to see Edward, but he snatched our kid and cranked the sauna up to 180 degrees, drying him out..."