Jeremiah For The Summer I Turned Pretty Novels & Stories

Loudly. Jolting backward, I scrambled for balance, my boots squeaking awkwardly on the rubber mat as I aggressively smoothed down the front of my jacket. My face burned hot enough to melt ice. "Uh. Thanks," I stammered, strictly avoiding his gaze. "For the catch." Jeremiah rubbed the back of his neck, looking weirdly flustered for a guy who usually wore arrogance like a second skin. "Yeah. Have a good trip. I mean—shit." He squeezed his eyes shut for a second. "Safe trip. Going home."

I have to remain rational and composed. I look up and see warrior Levi reaching out to pull Summer from Hermes. However, the moment he touches her, everything crumbles. It is as if we were watching an image carved in thin glass or molded from clay breaking. The image shattered into thin fragments and instantly turned into thin wisps of smoke.

JEREMIAH After I get her to explode once more, she screams out and begs, "Please... Jeremiah... Please..." I move quickly so that she is once again laying underneath me as I take over and thrust my hips hard fast and deep inside her, making her remember that no one would ever use her body like this for the rest of her life.

He bowed before he sat back in his chair. There was a minute of silence before the entire people in the room started clapping. We were stunned by that, and could only blink, wondering how they went from scared to lively just from what he said. We could only watch in awe as they smiled… It seemed Jeremy's words changed their perspective of Summer. And when they gave their consent this time, it wasn't out of fear, but respect for her. I sent a smile at Jeremy. For the first time in weeks, I didn't want to kill him with my looks. We were grateful he put on a good word for our darling. He might not know this, but it meant so fucking much for us, seeing how happy they looked.

Before Felix could finish speaking, Jeremiah raised his hand angrily and slapped him across his face as he shouted angrily, “B*stard! You’d better shut up!” After saying that, Jeremiah had an exasperated look on his face because he was disappointed at how his children and grandchildren had turned out, and he said, “All of you are just greedy people who are afraid of dying! If my son, Curtis, was still alive, he would never be as disappointing as all of you are right now!” Having said that, two lines of warm tears flowed down Jeremiah’s face. At this moment, he was seriously disappointed with his children and grandchildren. Felix had deliberately wanted to expose Charlie’s identity as Curtis’

In the middle Liam and Ella were seated, and Jeremiah was singing and dancing between the last row and the middle row. "Dude, I don't want to lose my hearing capability with your awful singing. Cut it down will you?" Liam complained. Jeremiah gave him a 'Are you crazy ' look. "Are you saying that my singing is bad?" Jeremiah demanded, and added a huff. "Yes" came four voices in union. That made Jeremiah to make a sour face, while the rest Started to lough at his expense.

When Jason returned from summer camp and saw me, I looked like a bird with all its feathers plucked. I was still young and clueless back then. Still, I cared deeply about how the handsome boy from next door saw me. Under his surprised stare, my eyes instantly welled up with tears of hurt. I buried my face in my shirt. "You look prettier with short hair, Cassie," Jason said back then. Now, I placed the lock of hair Jason had cut under Petunia's pillow. It had been years since I'd prayed for the heavens to spare me, but today, this was all I could do for Petunia.

She looked up, caught me smiling, and smiled. That was it. That was the moment I was done for. Twenty one years old and this is what my life had become. Locked in my room on the first week of summer, curtains drawn, laptop open, completely feral over a woman I could never have. Dad was at work. Laura was somewhere in the house being loud about it. And Nicole was always the problem.

Dad said, “do you remember Grace?” My eyes widened immediately. “No fucking way.” Dad sighed instantly at my language, but Grace burst out laughing before throwing herself at me. “Oh my God, hi Jen! It’s been forever.” I pulled away from her and stared at her properly this time in complete disbelief. “You look so different.” “Well, puberty saved me,” she joked dramatically before grinning. “You changed too though. You got really pretty.” I laughed softly. It had been almost ten years. Before my parents divorced, our families used to spend every summer together at her parents’ vacation house. Grace and her brothers were practically my childhood best friends. Then the divorce happened and we s

Merida tightened her grip on the straps of her backpack, forcing her voice to sound lighthearted as she said, "Mommy, I'm going to school now! Bye-bye!" She then spotted her usual playmate and ran over excitedly. "Shirley!" Shirley Moore glanced at her, then quickly looked away and sped up her pace. Merida caught up to her, eager to share the news. "Shirley, guess what? I changed my name! I'm not Bambi anymore—I'm Merida Jones now! I took my mom's last name." "Don't talk to me." Shirley veered to the side, putting distance between them.