One Summer Novel Novels & Stories

Smiling faintly, he teased, "What kind of novel got you that worked up?" Heather met his gaze evenly. "It's about a couple everyone envies. But the man cheats on the woman when their relationship is tested by time. He wants to have both but ends up losing everything. Mitchell… would you ever be like him?" Mitchell's hand trembled slightly before he quickly steadied it. Pulling her into a tight embrace, he murmured, "Novels aren't real. No one could ever come between us. I'd never fall for someone else, Heather. You have to trust in my love for you."

At that moment, a boy walked up to Summer. "Hey, are you Summer Hills? You look like the kid in Summer's Adventures. Are you the author?" he asked with sparkling eyes. Summer glanced at Louis and Sky with a proud smile. Getting a nod from her parents, she straightened her shoulders. "Yes, I'm Summer Hills. I'm the author of this book." The boy's eyes lit up. "Cool! Can I have your autograph? I'm a huge fan of yours!" "Sure. Where do you want me to sign?"

As soon as my head hits the mattress, I find myself being pulled into another dreamless slumber. Dear Gentle Readers, if you are interested in reading Clarabelle Summers’ story, stay tuned to this author’s profile here in GoodNovel and subscribe to "Fuck You And All Of Your Bullshits". You can also check out Clarabelle's brothers’ stories (she has 8 brothers) in "Taming The Wild CEO" (Javier Summers), "Accidentally in Bed With The Wrong Brother" (Draven Summers), and "Tempted By The Devil" (Reed Summers). Or Clarabelle’s niece, Autumn Summers, in "The Bad Nerd Boy". Thanks a million and please do take health precautions and stay safe!

The rich never apologized. One week had gone by, and Summer no longer saw herself as Merina the MacGregor Heiress, but as a simple middle-class person named Summer O’Neil. Funny how she felt happy without family on her mind.

I sighed and cried on his shoulders "Sweet cheeks, how many times do I have to say that I'm not Dwayne?" well, that snap me out of my dreamy state and let go of him. I blushed and scurried away from him. I stood up and snatched my clothes from Kathy and entered a cubicle behind the stalls. As I got dressed, I decided that I needed a break from this crazy things and so I sneaked out and ran to our beach house. ••• I locked my door and sighed. I never imagined my summer to be like this, it's just very tiring having to spend my summer with Cold foot. He made me feel a couple of things that I couldn’t explain which just confuse the hell out of me.

However, he never showed himself, leaving me with no chance to vent my frustration. This absurd routine continued until the Snowcrest New Year. It was the grandest festival on the Snowcrest Plateau. To my surprise, John did not show up. By the time the sun was setting, I overheard people talking. Another avalanche had struck the Skyspire Mountains. My eyelid twitched. A moment later, the neighbor’s daughter spotted me and asked in surprise, “Dr. Summer, isn’t that handsome guy with you? He went to get you a gift, didn’t he?”

she muttered, eyes fixed on the bloated hands floating just beneath the surface, “when too much blood hits the water at once, the ocean remembers. And when summer burns hot enough... it comes back to drink again.” A silence fell over the circle. Out in the cove, the black water rippled. No wind. And somewhere beneath it, something shifted. [Present Day] Ashford Cove High School, behind the gym The bell had rung five minutes ago, but Sarah and Jake were still leaning against the brick wall where the cameras didn’t reach. Jake was trying to keep his voice casual. “So you’re telling me the thing in the cove… it’s not just some local ghost story?”