Prodigal Summer Novels & Stories

"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?"

Summer had just found out that she was pregnant yet again. This wasn't planned, one drunk night and she's knocked up. She is now seen with her mother in their balcony having a little discussion; "Mom, I'm going away for three months and I need your help with the kids" she wanted to leave for three months? "Where are you going for 3 months?" Tasha asked "America" the one country she didn't focus on "Summer I hope you know that your children needs you. I doubt that they even know you well now and you are leaving for 3 months, they will probably start calling someone else mommy" Tasha just couldn't figure out what came over Summer this past few weeks

Over summer break, right after graduation, my parents, Stuart and Rachel Powell, decided the whole family would take a road trip together. But the moment I hauled my suitcase up to the car door, Mom's hand shot out to stop me. "There's no room. Maybe you should just sit this one out." She glanced back at the seat behind her. "Aiden doesn't want you along, either. He's not feeling well right now, so give way to him." My knuckles went white on the suitcase handle, and my throat turning bitter. Aiden was the biological son they'd lost years ago and only just found again. Ever since he came back, everything that used to be mine had gone to him. Slowly, I'd been pushed to the margins of t

"What do I mean? Well, Summer had my kid just to keep you around as her personal ATM! You spend months at a time stuck down in the deep sea. Of course, Summer gets lonely! Every time you're down here risking your life, I'm keeping her company in that bed you paid for!" "And that's not all…" Summer's sweet, syrupy voice now sounded like pure venom as she added without any shame, saying, "All the money you've risked your life for over the years, those massive deep-sea bonuses and hazard pay? We've already used it for the down payment on a luxury condo downtown. And guess whose name is on the deed? Zachary's."

"Gale!" Summer ran in in a hurry. She quickly hugged Gale. "You scared me to death, how are you?" Summer began to examine her for injuries. Seeing her best friend, Gale broke down. "Summer...the child is gone. I didn't protect him well. I'm sorry, you can't be a godmother, Summer… I'm really sorry. It's useless. I'm so incompetent..." she murmured. Summer burst into tears. She hugged Gale. "I know, I know... You're not wrong. You don't need to apologize. Gale, it's not your doing, but Shawn!"

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧ I’ve been restless for a while now, constantly glancing at my phone. I’m waiting for Summer to message me and let me know if she has succeeded in borrowing Poppy from her parents. She didn’t want any of us—Love, Hope, or myself—to go with her, thinking it might make it even harder for Poppy to be allowed out. She always jokes with Hope, calling him the ultimate jinx. And since Aunt Baby is out of the country, Summer’s doing this on her own. Aunt Baby and Chloe left for Singapore just the other day.

Anna and I stood only inches from the edge of the rooftop. From where John stood, it must have looked like I was holding a knife to her throat. Anna suddenly leaned closer and let out a malicious chuckle. “Relax, I’ve got one more gift for you.” As soon as she said that, a swarm of reporters flooded the area below. They raised their cameras and microphones, shouting questions. “Ms. Summer, before you married Mr. Shaw, did you hide the fact that you had been assaulted?” “Ms. Summer, you’ve had no children for all these years. Is that because the assault left you with lasting complications?”

A breeze fills my nose with a sweet scent. Juliet- Find that! Me- What is it? Juliet- Find it….. “Want to go for a little walk?” I ask Monty. “Walk,” he points to toward Finley’s house. I see a car with PA plates and know Anderson is there. Anderson Conrad is back. After a long year and three months. The Prodigal Son is home.

Dominate, even. June rolled her eyes and groaned. She walked over to the small padlock she had been fighting with all day. Looking down at it, she focused her attention and recited the spell. "Aperta." She whispered. Suddenly she heard a small click as the padlock unlocked. Her face dropped and she looked around the room at Hunter who stood there with a smug look on his face. June stomped her foot in aggravation. "THAT was nothing more than you doing it for me so I feel good about myself." She knew deep down that it had been her but she just couldn't believe it.

"We will, Elena. Victor Hale's days are numbered. With this evidence, we can rally more allies and expose him for the monster he is." The group packed up the contents of the safe, ensuring they left no trace behind. With their newfound cache of evidence, they were more equipped than ever to take on Victor and his empire. The night might have been filled with shadows, but a sign of hope was ahead.