Endless Summer Choices 소설 & 이야기

** {Anika’s POV} I was confused about the choice I had to make— muddled by the options presented before me. The West and South were no-go-areas as both Divisions were creeping with Ferals— so I’ve heard. Hence, I had to choose between the North and the East to go find Ciril, whereby if I chose wrongly, I may never find her in time before the Reigns came crashing down. It had been a confusing choice to make but I had to make one. And now, I was standing on the soil born from the choice I had made— and hopefully it was the right choice.

What happened to him? She paused on the picture in which he was kissing her and zoomed in. They both radiated happiness, smiling as they kissed. Shanice scoffed. How can someone settle for being someone's second choice anyway? Serena had no self-respect. No matter what, nothing can change the fact that she was Asher's first choice and Serena will always be the second choice.

with a hint of irritation in her voice. Kevin was going to argue back but saw me coming and asked me, “Alright let’s see what lily chooses, so lily apple or banana?” looking hopeful that I will choose banana. I looked between them and said, “Come on guys people can like both, it’s not like fruits get offended.” rolling my eyes, “Now come on I’m hungry.” They nodded but continued arguing, they didn’t even hear what I said. I just shook my head at their childish act and followed them checking my phone for any messages. I saw messages from my friends asking me if I liked the town, the school and how was my day.

"Hey Elsa, If you were to pick between George and Jaden, who would you go for?" "Hahaha," Elsa laughed. "I see what you're trying to do there." Elsa replied. "C'mon now, just make a choice." Jane continues to persuade her. "Well......, I can't tell for sure what is wrong with George but he's cute tho although not as cute as Jaden. He's still our mate. Maybe we can help him." "I don't remember asking if we can help him. I only asked who you'd choose but since you've said it like that, I wonder what he's suffering from."

“Pick the grapes, Mommy. Otherwise, Mark won’t let you down.” Now the two of them were apparently on the same side, and Summer was on her own. “Mark!” She forced her voice through her teeth, pulling hard at his hair, as if she was venting angers at him. He seemed to feel no pain. Instead, he was cool about it and even gave her a kind reminder. “You have two choices. One is to continue this stalemate, and two is to pick the grapes quickly, and then it will end.” Summer wished she could smack him on the head. And Charlotte was still urging her on, her face flushing under the scorching sun.

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,

“What if I don’t want to die?” “I’m afraid once you breed, my Phoenix. There’s no stopping it.” He tilts his head to me. “Then….I don’t want to breed.” I lowered my head. “You can certainly make that choice, but the will and your people will eventually win. The desire to burn and be reborn will fill you. It could take one lifetime or several. Eventually, you have to pass on.” He lifted my chin with his finger. “So that only happens when my hair turns red?” I ask.

Not only was Summer not moved, but she was even a little disgusted. "Stop, stop, stop!" Summer shouted, causing the musicians surrounding her to stop playing. They looked confused, as Keith had instructed them to perform, but Summer asked them to stop. Keith also looked puzzled. "What's wrong, Summer? You don't like it?" "It's not about whether I like it or not, but it's your choice of music. Why would you choose to play the wedding march? What do you mean by this?" "Isn't the meaning obvious? I've said that I'm going to take you away from James, and I'll do whatever it takes." He flashed a cunning smile, seemingly very confident that this tactic would win Summer over.

I had just gotten home when my phone rang. It was Ethan Perry. The crumpled diagnosis paper was still in my hand. His voice was as cold as ice. "Where are you now?" Before I could answer, he barked another order. "Today is the launch event for Eternal Dawn. Get here on time. Don't be late." And with that, he hung up—curt as ever, not a single unnecessary word. The last rays of sunset filtered into the room. I sat at my desk and tore the diagnosis paper into shreds, watching them scatter across the table.

The head of the orphanage found me in the middle of the scorching summer, which was why he named me Theros Sommar. When Daisy learned of it, she then said that moving forward, the summer solstice every year would be my birthday. She then prepared birthday gifts for me and even baked a birthday cake for me to celebrate. Ever since my gastric bleeding the other day, she had forbidden me from drinking again. But the mood back then had been just right, so I pestered her until she gave in and allowed me to drink some red wine. One thing led to another, and that night, she finally gave herself wholly to me.