Endless Summer Book 1 Choices Novels & Stories

Infer meaning and decide for herself whether it was a threat or a warning. And so I sent it and drove on. The endgame was no longer about punishment or loyalty. It was about containment. Too many threads were converging, and once they crossed, control would become impossible. Clint thought the inevitable was capture. But he was wrong. The inevitable was choice. Soon, he would have to decide whether saving his daughter meant destroying everyone else, or trusting someone he had every reason not to. Julian would have to decide whether dismantling his father’s legacy meant burning it publicly or cutting it apart quietly. And Savannah… she would have to decide whether dominance was worth becoming

“Excuses….. excuses….. excuses. I guess that is the only thing you are good at.” “ I am not making an excuse. People are allowed to keep the book for more than a week if they make a special application.” She tried to say in an even tone but it wavered slightly towards the end. “Whatever! I have no time to waste on people like you.” She said airily and stormed out of the door. “What a great way to start the day,” Sia muttered under her breath and checked the register to ensure that all the entries were in order. Then she walked along the shelves, running her hand over the books. She halted when she reached the ‘Fantasy’ section and pulled out a book titled, ‘Survival’.

That night, I returned to my room and once my brothers were asleep, I brought it out and scanned through the different pages of the book. The book was encircled around the story of a girl who got mated to four people. At first, it looked like her mere imagination until she because certain that she was indeed mated to four people. As I read further, I learnt that at the end of the day, a choice had to be made. That simply meant that she would pick one of us to would eventually mark her as his forever… That was the part that made my heart fly out of my chest. We were her mates, but not all of us would have her forever. She would have to make a choice. And so, who would she choose?

“Order is inevitable!” But the wave of choice was not chaos—it was purposeful, deliberate, the sound of existence deciding for itself what it wanted to be. Cole and Lila merged their power with it, and together they reached for the Book of First Choices. The moment their hands touched its cover, they were pulled inside, into the very moment when existence was born.

Penelope, as I read on her badge, said. She had pretty hazel eyes, and I could swear her natural hair was brunette. Her teeth seemed artificial, too, and from her statement, I could tell she had difficulty pronouncing some words. Summer waved the book she had snatched from me and said. "She's not anything like us and will never be. She belongs to the trash." I scowled and yanked the book out of her hand. "I'll be waiting for you in the car if you'll excuse me," I gave her a tight-lipped smile and walked away.

Chosen. THE END ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK

Their introduction would be interesting to say the fucking least. Ebony and Amber exited the park together, the topic of conversation having moved to baby names instead of Amber’s sex life. Ebony had some interesting suggestions to say the least such as Caprice, Infiniti, Couture, and Lemon. Amber hoped her friend never had a daughter of her own. Ebony had vowed to never have kids anyway, citing not wanting to destroy her glorious pussy and that kids smelled weird.

WHERE WOULD SHE FIND SOMONE THAT WOULD LOVE HER THE WAY THAT HE DID? TEENAGE LOVE, IS AT THE END OF THE TEENAGE LOVE. WHAT IF THEY ARE NO LONGER COMPATIBLE? WHAT IF ALEX IS NO LONGER THE PERSON SHE USED TO KNOW? YES, SHE MIGHT STILL LOVE HIM BUT DOES SHE LOVE HIM JUST BECAUSE HE WAS THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY?

Hudson sure has a way of making people obey, he thought. As for Rosa, her face twisted in disgust, red with anger. Mr. Handsome, however, remained indifferent, calmly chewing his meat. This made Andrea want to kill all his dead ancestors a million times over. “Isn’t he supposed to help me? What a useless stand-in boyfriend,” she cursed internally. “Make your choice, Ms. Thompson,” Colton’s deep, sexy voice whispered in her ear, seducing her all the more. Andrea curled her arms around his neck and leaned close to whisper, just for him to hear,