Kidd Summers Novels & Stories

Nobody is going to come to me. Talking about me, my name is Theodore Reigns. I'm 16, about to enter Junior year in two months when the school reopens after summer break. But to be honest, right now I think it's highly unlikely cause I'm here attending this three day Art camp for next year's senior students, that too in disguise as Elena Griffin, Eastwood's best artist, and so if I get caught, I guess I won't have to go to school again.

Plus she didn't know the answer. "Yeah," Jaiden said, her freckled cheeks turning a bit red, "Over last summer, I kissed my cousin Dara. We both realized that we should probably kiss someone before we went to college so we kissed each other. It wasn't really a romantic kiss or anything, even though we did use tongue. We just kind of wanted to check it out." Kimber and Cameron were surprised. Although, Cameron didn't believe that sweet, innocent Jaiden fully understood how naughty it was to kiss your blood cousin in any situation. She was just being her usual, somewhat bubbly self. She turned to Kimber and asked, "Truth or Dare?"

Cassidy concluded her rant, her hands on her hips. “Soo…. the little firecracker is on our side now?” Elijah asked with a chuckle. “Apparently. Our girl works magic that much we know.” I shrugged. “Who the hell do you think you are!?” Jane finally came to her senses, getting up and dusting off her skirt. “I know who I am. I am Cassidy London Summers. I am the daughter of Hope and Emily Summers. I am the best friend of Riko Shiraishi. And I am the girl that will kick your ass if you mess with my friend or what is hers again.” Cassidy snorted.

Bruises peeked through the fabric, and cigarette burns ringed his wrists. Kid had clearly been through hell. And still—he trusted a stranger. If I hadn't read the novel, I never would've guessed this sweet, starving kid was supposed to grow up into some criminal mastermind... a future serial killer. I tossed a handful of shrimp on the griddle—they curled fast, turning that soft pink. The tortillas were warm, lightly toasted. I loaded them with shrimp, scrambled egg, and salsa, then threw in extra beef. Kid was way too skinny.

It seemed a little different from Jaime's gentle glow, she wondered who the boy's father was. Vivian patted Juke's head. "Your room has a lot of interesting things." "Can you play with me?" The four-year-old wondered excitedly. "Your aunt needs to come to my room first, Kiddo," Jaime said from behind her. Kiddo is Juke's puppy name. "So will you come back to my room? Auntie must come to my room to play." Juke said with eyes that looked like he was about to cry. "I'll be back." She promised before Jaime led her down the hallway toward his bedroom.

Ellie, Sawyer, and Summer are the self-proclaimed junior-year outcasts we found at the bleachers, munching on burgers and fries on the first day of school. Kenny found out Sawyer had a massive crush on Summer, took the stray bird under her wings, and began the Chasing Sun Project. She would give him tips on his dressing, the right words to say, and cool ways to act around Summer just so she could view him differently. More mature. Mal and I think the kid’s in love with Kendrick. Even Ellie has given subtle hints but Kenny is too oblivious to notice. Classic Kendrick. Then again, Summer already has a boyfriend in another school who she's always yapping about.

"Thank you so much, Dick. I wouldn't know if my useless son died somewhere out there if it wasn't for you!" Any parent would be anxious while having a child like this. Jade had been straight as an arrow his entire life, so he probably wouldn't expect that all his wisdom hadn't been passed down to his son. Meanwhile, Master Summers finally understood that his father begged someone to bring him home. He just happened to kidnap the person's sister, so he felt even more guilty. "Alright, I've done what I promised. I hope you can try to convince Mr. Summers," Hesper said.

she said as she wrapped her arms around her shoulders. None of them speak after that. They just stood there watching the night moves thinking about the same thing. That sunday night, where their fitness will be tested. There's nothing she crave more than the power they could have. And that's what make her the first daughter of the great Carmilla Mencia Hewson-Blake. - "I fucking hate summer", Kieran has been ranting about summer and the heat ever since he got out of his room. "And that's enough reason to...", Karma insisted which they both laughed to. "I still don't have something to wear!" she grunted as she jump on her bed again.

I say getting in the car, I had to drive all the way toward the town to bring his bum back home, although he thinks he's big now and can drive, we don't allow him to, we prefer to keep him under our supervision as much as possible. "Did you have fun," I ask him, he's been away for the whole summer, away at the time that the accident happened, he didn't know about hearts being broken, but now we are broken and on the way to being healed all over again, with Kitten being the newest addition to the family.

I crack an eye open, and the next thing I know, Audrey has thrown herself down on my bed, pinning me in a tight hug and disrupting any more rest I was hoping to get. "Happy birthday, bitch!" She squeals after finally releasing me. Audrey Lucille Prince: curvy hips, voluptuous chest and tumbling red hair, she was always the center of attention. Best friends since we wore the same blue dress to first grade; inseparable growing up. That is, until college. She went down to Tennessee while I went over to Boston. But the distance only made us closer and, somehow, we both ended up back in Ohio in the city of Columbus, only two hours away from our small hometown called Cambridge. Total opposites, he