Midsummer 2025 Novels & Stories

chapter 1 Fatal Tragedy it was a beautiful day with a clear sky above in the Brooke lawn it was the 16th day of march which is Mrs Tasha Adams birthday and also her best friend's daughter birthday. Tasha and her friend Lola Brooke decided to celebrate this year birthday in the Brooke's house.

she replies, smiling. Oh, wow, that went better than I thought it would, “Promise? You aren’t just saying that?” I question, “Promise. We are on the same page.” She answers. I instantly relaxed, knowing we were thinking the same, for now, but there was a chance my recent thoughts would reappear, but I will just continue to fight them for the rest of our time because after the summer, we go back to our lives and possibly not see each other. “What do you want to do today?” I ask, “Or do you want to write some more?” I added.

"O-Of course. We're friends." Satisfied with my response, Bethany finally let go of my arm and followed me inside. I opened the door, but the office was pitch-black. "Dad, these are the friends I mentioned, the ones coming to work here for the summer," I said cautiously. Before I could introduce them, they pushed past me and crowded into the room. "Hello, Mr. Parker. We're here for the summer jobs. May I know what the pay is like? Is ten thousand dollars a month okay? Oh, and I'm not really into factory work. Can I get an office job instead?"

I looked up, and under the shade of the trees, he stood quietly—tall and composed—but his face was hidden in shadow. It was summer, and the cicadas buzzed noisily in the background. It suddenly brought me back to the end of the video I had seen in the theater. He had been sitting there, hands clenched tightly together, saying, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.” Even now, I couldn’t forget those words. So, I answered him, “Because someone wants me to be happy.”

Every summer, we would sell out the houses to vacationers. “Alpha!” I turned to look at Ricky, my Gamma, leaning out of the door. He was motioning to me, and I sighed. Unhooking my arm from Helena, I walked over to him. “What is it, Gamma?” “So, we have most places booked through the next couple of months. Plus, we are completely booked for June, July and August already as well. The plan for the last 4th of July and the Summer Festival worked swimmingly.” He winked.

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The color scheme was calculated to soothe and intimidate at the same time. 2026 Festival Strategy: Luminous Riot. The year made something in Celeste’s stomach tighten. 2026 was still distant, still theoretical—a line on a calendar, a rumor in a meeting—but the world seemed determined to drag it closer, to press it into shape before anyone had agreed on its outline. She wondered if she’d even recognize herself by the time the festivals rolled around, or if she’d be just another name in a spreadsheet, checked and re-checked until the ink ran dry.

"Have you decided on a date yet?" Jormo asked as Hana moved to my side and slipped an arm around my waist. My initial thought was 2016. Yeah, 2016...the late fall, or early winter of 2016. "Certainly not before Christmas," Hana decided. "Maybe Valentine's Day?" she looked to me. "How about the Spring Equinox - that is on a Friday, March 20th next year?" I suggested.

We are out on a team-building trip today. "Team-building?" "Basically, we came out to have some fun." Future Veronica did not reply right away. After a moment, she asked, "Is it March 20, 2025, on your side right now?" When I saw her message, I immediately switched screens and checked the date on my phone. It was indeed March 20, 2025. "Yes, that is the date," I replied. Right after I sent that, future Veronica continued, "Is the weather good today?"

The same place that I had supposedly died. What the heck? A wave of confusion slammed into me as I tried to make sense of what was happening. How was I here and not burning in hell for killing my kind and superstar stepbrother? Just then the screen of my phone lit up. With trembling hands, I picked it up from the bench and my eyes caught sight of the date. Sixteen of June 2025. This was the date that Winterridge had the match with Silvercrest. But the time was an hour… until the match started, until Tristan summoned me to help poison his brother.