Romantic Summer Books Novels & Stories

he said, then looked at me. I was surprised as it was not part of our schedule. "Ok, I can take the jeepney from here. Just enjoy," I replied. Lance stared at me before saying, "You won't come with us? I was hoping to get your feedback on a book I was hoping to buy." Izzie grinned and pulled me towards Lance's car. "Of course, Nia will come with us. I will be going someplace with Theo but you two enjoy your friendly date." Lance opened the door for us and Izzie quickly sat at the back. I took the passenger side. Soon, we were driving towards the mall. It was a lazy Saturday morning and there were very few shoppers at that time. Lizzie dashed to the mall after saying goodbye to us. Lance and

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Me, lusting for what I could never have, and her, oblivious. Rick took a swig of beer from his bottle. "Matt's in town. We both know why. And if Summer doesn't shut down or bolt when he takes it to the next level, you won't get her. You won't get the girl." A knife wound to the gut with a battery acid chaser. I groaned, fisting my hands in my hair. "I just never saw her going there, actually settling down. This is Summer, you know? The hopeless romantic who wants to live in an old movie, but flees the minute her relationships threaten to get serious." She wanted a family, kids, but kept drawing herself up short anytime she got close to that possibility.

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

And Summer had been no exception, quickly finding herself drawn to his magnetic charisma and sinful smile. From their first encounter, there had been an undeniable spark between them. Alexander's heated gazes and flirtatious words sent tingles racing down her spine, making her ache to feel his strong hands on her body. It hadn't taken long before they crossed the line from flirting to something more, their pent-up desires finally unleashing in a whirlwind of passionate kisses and roaming caresses.

she countered softly. But even she couldn’t help remembering the summers when they were young—back when the lake was their whole world, and falling in love was as natural as breathing, and just as dangerous. Nights that smelled like bonfire smoke, kisses stolen on the dock, promises whispered too quickly. Then the fights, the lies told to parents, the lines blurred between discovery and destruction. Marianne finally drank, the wine sharp and earthy on her tongue. “We thought we were invincible,” she said, more to herself than Elena.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

I scoffed and looked at Summer from head to toe, grabbing the nearest champagne flute and said in the blandest tone I could muster, “You’re not my type.” She batted her long lashes at me as I took a huge sip of the bubbly alcohol. “That’s a lie, and we both know it, Damon.” My hand clenched underneath the table, hearing her say my name. “How?” Summer leaned closer, her musky vanilla perfume making me want to pull away because it was so damn exotic and addictive. Why the fuck did they have to put the chairs so close to each other? My knee kept bumping against her leg and it was infuriating. “If I wasn’t your type, you wouldn’t kiss me like you wanted to devour me in public,” she whispered, he

“And if you get there and decide you’ve made a mistake, you can always dump him and hit the shops. I hear they’re cute and quaint. Of course, it would be a shame to waste all that new silk and lace.” Her friend’s eyes twinkled with mischief, and Rowena felt a twinge of envy. Why couldn’t she be more like Summer? Throw caution out of the window and let the past be damned? “Just do me one favor...” “Please, don’t ask me to tell you stuff...” “You will but I was thinking of something else… Just don’t fall in love, Rowe. Okay?” “Oh, I have no intention…” Summer stared at her, the sparkle gone. “You say that now, sweetie, but you haven’t had sex in a long, long, long time. Take it from someone wh