Novel & Cerita Novel 9 Summers 10 Autumns

Dear Gentle Readers, First of all, this author would like to say a massive THANK YOU to all of you who have given this story a chance! As you know, this book is Book 2 of The Autumn Summers Series and it sorta ended in a cliffhanger. The reason being is (as this author has mentioned in his reply to one of the reviews here) because there will be 2 books for Book 3.

And then there were Marianne and Elena—inside, carrying the weight of summer storms long past, and secrets that stretched across years like invisible threads. Gemma opened her notebook, pen poised above the blank page. She didn’t know what she was about to write—an observation, a story, a warning. Maybe all three. But she knew one thing: this summer wasn’t just fleeting warmth and careless laughter. It was a convergence, a delicate balance of past and present, of choices and consequences.

And Gavin—well, Gavin’s three hours away, counting down the days until graduation, already acting like he’s got one foot out the door. Gemma texted me last night: You ever feel like you’re suffocating, even when the window’s open? I didn’t know how to answer. I keep thinking about summer, the salt wind and the laughter and the promises we made, but autumn isn’t summer. –And the truth is, maybe none of us are the same anymore. The thing about autumn is that it looks prettier than it feels. Everyone talks about the leaves—red, orange, gold, the whole cliché—but no one talks about the gray sky behind them, or the way the air smells like endings.

Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits / Dark Pretenses ( Clara Summers & Dean ) | GoodNovel 2. Prince Not-So Charming ( William & Kate ) 3. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 4. Irresistible Duology: Simply Irresistible ( Autumn & Phraser ) | Radish Fiction 5. Dark Deception ( Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan ) 6. Dark Betrayal ( Thornton Summers & Ava Smith ) 7. Mr. Fiction ( Julie & Remliel ) ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

Anna pressed her lips together in a smile and set the watch on the table. “I’ll pass. I don’t have a thing for being wiretapped.” My hand stiffened. She sat down across from me and propped her chin on her hand as she asked with a smile, “Dr. Summer, did you enjoy the show last night? I even brought my purse into the bedroom on purpose so you could hear more clearly. Oh, but there were probably some parts that you missed. After all, John doesn’t just like to do it in the bedroom. He enjoys other places even more.”

A conflict between a doctor and a patient would make the news. When I finally made it back to my room, I patted my chest in relief, silently praising my own quick thinking for the crisis avoided. Then, a soft scoff came from the doorway, snapping me back to reality. I turned around. Willow was leaning against the doorframe, and Autumn stood beside her, looking utterly confused. I gave an awkward smile. “Autumn, I’ll walk you back.” Willow coaxed the little girl gently. I sat on the edge of the bed, bored, waiting for her to return after sending Autumn back.

Tell me quick what to do. Rachel: Shower and bathe every crevice in your body and douse yourself with that jasmine scent you love. He'll love it when he peels you out of your clothes. Wear one of your tank tops so he can get an eyeful of your cleavage and have a hell of a time. Oh and wear your hair loose. Autumn bit her lip, hesitant to voice the fear she'd pushed back. But if she couldn't ask practical Rachel, who then? Autumn: What if my age turns him off? I don't think he knows how old I am, really.

Richard was home early once more. Ryan smirked, his hand sliding between my legs, pushing his cum back inside me. “Round eleven?” he whispered, starting to thrust his fingers. I moaned softly, spreading my legs wider. This summer wasn’t just forbidden anymore. It was ours.

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.

I reply in Japanese, hoping it'll make her feel better. "Yes, I'll definitely rise above this disappointment and reclaim my faith in love! I absolutely refuse to let one guy's actions define my perception of true love!" "Great! Which Japanese novel are you reading currently?" I ask. She told me, at her home, they mostly speak in English and the Japanese she learned is mostly from novels than from her parents. "These days, I'm reading Banana Yoshimoto. Why?" "Nothing, I think you should actually try writing stories or even novels in Japanese."