Hot Summer Nights Novels & Stories

Thank you for your concern, unnecessary but I’ll text back. He doesn’t bother responding. I head to the bathroom, remove my clothes, and take a lukewarm shower using just the designated cold water. It’s a Phoenix summer thing. Cold water is lukewarm here, so why bother with the hot setting? After I’m washed and feeling better than I have since waking up in Moon’s compound, I head to my bedroom with my dirty clothes, gun, and phones. I pull on my favorite night shirt that I won in a radio contest a few years ago. It’s white with black lettering that says, “Rock-n-Roll Desert Nights,” and has the radio station logo below the words.

The sun had finally set and, with it, the heat of the day had receded. July in Kentucky was usually hot and muggy, but they'd been blessed this summer that it'd been one of the coolest on record. It was comfortable enough that they actually had a bonfire going. Roni sat in the corner, nursing a glass of strawberry margarita that Bianca had given her at some point. She wasn't in the mood to drink tonight, was barely in the mood to be around other people. She should have told Liam that she hadn't been up to dinner at the clubhouse.

It was Diana. "Where are you going? Why are you so dressed up?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow. She smiled sweetly at me before approaching. "To the bar-" "This early?! It's only two in the afternoon, Diana Jane! No bar is open-" "But there is! That's where I'm going," she said before giggling. What's so funny about what she said? I looked at my friend's entire outfit. She's wearing a tight and revealing sexy dress. Is this normal for this hot weather? Is she serious that there's an open bar this early?

Callum said, and Emma smiled. I assumed he loved watching them, hugged me and didn't let go. From one moment to the next, they started launching fireworks, we looked up at the sky and although it was never compared to New York, it was indisputable that the view was unmatched because there was not so much light pollution. "Happy Independence Day," Emma said happily. "Happy Freedom Day," I replied before kissing her. I wanted with all my might to be able to give her what she wanted, what she longed for, what she wanted.

He took a deep breath and finally separated from me, "If we win in the summer fest then you need to come with me for one night." One night, if I agree, he will stop teasing me until the summer fest is over... I nodded and stepped away, "OK, I'll come with you once all the work is done... So, please?" "Fine, do your work and I will finish mine." He released me completely and he sat in his place, "You can go back to your desk now."

DAYS LATER The bar was boisterous, alive with energy with scarlet red lights casting an intense, almost angry atmosphere within. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and lingering cigarette smoke, swirling around the room in a haze. Music pulsed through the air, reverberating off the walls and adding to the lively ambiance. Stepping out into the warm embrace of the summer evening were two men. The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a golden glow across the landscape. The sky above painted in hues of orange and pink, created a breathtaking scenery.

Feeling a deep, burning shame, I take the lead walking back to the entrance in silence, Parris’ stuttering footfalls just a few feet behind me. The sun is burning overhead. Somehow we slept through noon to wake up at the hottest part of the day. I didn’t think I’d be grateful to have no clothing on. Tomorrow night is the Summer Solstice, the first true day of summer, and the unfiltered sun shines down from the cloudless sky above, crisping my flesh. “I’m kinda glad I’m not wearing what you are now,” I laugh, breaking our silence. “I’d be baking in all that leather.”

Later that night The night air was calm and warm, and the soft fairy lights strung across the back lawn and gave everything a magical glow. Laughter echoed through the trees, music played softly in the background, and the scent of roasted meat and wildflowers filled the air. Everyone was enjoying the pack celebration—dancing, drinking, and just having fun. But me? I was at the edge of the lawn, near the rose bushes, standing with a few she-wolves I had met earlier. They were sweet and talkative, gossiping about which unmated males were the hottest. I nodded along, pretending to be part of the conversation, but I wasn’t really listening. My body felt… weird. Too warm. A drop of sweat rolled d

“And next time the heat gets bad… call me.” Lena laughed softly—breathless, happy. “I might need a lot of help this summer.” He grinned against her skin. “Anytime.” Outside, cicadas droned in the heat. Inside, milk still dripped in slow, sweet drops onto the couch. Neither of them moved to clean it up just yet.

Rowan: “Colleges can wait. The world can wait. We’ve got one more summer to burn the sky down right.” Above us, the Milky Way shifts. The stars rearrange themselves into one quiet, blazing sentence: YOU WERE NEVER LEAVING. We stay on the field until dawn, laughing, crying, planning a year that belongs to no campus, no kingdom, no prophecy. Just us. Four days left of summer? Good. We’re going to need every second. The Last Night of Summer August 31, 2029 – 11:59 p.m., the ridge above Hot Springs