Suddenly This Summer Novels & Stories

Unaware and uncaring of where she was headed, Laila allowed the boost she was given to take her on a long run, long enough to forget, but as she ran, memories started to flood her brain, memories that she pushed to the back of her head. The summer when it all began replayed in Laila’s mind as if it had only just happened, and with it, all the feelings of nostalgia. All the sensations she felt at that time, she could feel them again as she ran. Laila couldn’t understand why it all came back, and at that specific moment, had Lucius’ words hurt that much that it caused her to reminisce?

Dorian yelled back at her as coldly as ever making Summer flinch back in fear. "Why are you so cold huh??" Summer asked as her eyes began to tear up. The word "useless" had reminded her of her dad death, she was there yet she couldn't do anything, guess she was really "useless" after all. "I don't want to talk about it Summer" Dorian said and turned his back on Summer. "Just spill it out and stop this cold attitude of yours!!" Summer yelled as tears dropped from her eyes. "You really want to know huh? my mom made me this Cold Summer, my mom fuc*ing made me like this!!"

June felt one growing across her face too as blood rushed to her cheeks. “So last night... we actually..” she started, picking at the leftover eggs on her plate. “Yeah.” He answered, his face softening. “Are you okay?” “Yeah. Yeah, I mean, I-I wanted it.” She stuttered out as more blood rushed to her face, causing her to be beet red. “Like I said last night, your first time was supposed to be more..special. So I promise you, June Summerfield, to give you a proper first-time next time.” He said as a half-joke, which earned a small smile from June.

Six replied. “So she understands that you’re not hers?” Wes asked him. He nodded. “At least you’re not giving up,” Summer commented. I shot her a glare, while Six looked at her in confusion. The topic was dropped for the rest of lunch, and I found that I was dealing with everything better. I was shocked when Brittany approached me, asking to be friends.

" Sunny then tucked her hair behind her ear and said, Look, Layla, you're my best friend, and we had a fun summer, but I'm not gay! Everything must go back to normal. " Layla walked faster ahead of Sunny as she yelled, "I hate you right now!" Layla's heart sank as she struggled to comprehend Sunny's words. The weight of their passionate moments together suddenly felt like a burden, suffocating her. How could Sunny dismiss their connection so easily? Anger mixed with hurt, fueling Layla's steps as she quickened her pace, desperate to put distance between them. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring the path ahead. She couldn't bear to face the reality that their summer fling meant nothing. __

His tone left no room for argument, and despite my protests, he guided me away from the lake, the energy still thrumming in my veins. As we continued moving, something caught my eye—a sudden leap of energy from the lake. It surged upward, bright and startling, and before I could even process it, memories began flooding my mind. They weren't just flashes; they were vivid, like pieces of a life I had never lived but somehow knew.

“Cut the bullshit. We both know you’re not capable of falling in love. That’s like asking you to climb Everest without oxygen.” Before I can respond, a bright pink G-Wagon rolls up the driveway and stops right in front of us. The door swings open. Summer steps out in a tiny leather skirt and a leopard-print top that barely contains her tits. Her long blonde hair flows down her back as she pulls off her sunglasses. “Babeee!” She squeals, rushing straight at me. She leaps into my arms, wrapping herself around me like a damn vine. “I’ve missed you soooo much!”

Canada: “Thank you for dropping me off and for promising to keep Quiet” Summer was grateful for his help, without him she wouldn’t have been able to come back home without being detected “Anything for you” Drake smiled. It was a shame that they were not attracted to each other; they would have made the perfect couple “I better get going before your parents get back” Best thing to do is run for your life “I do not know how their reaction would be” Summer hadn’t been thinking straight these past few day so she hasn’t really played the scene of her parents reaction in her head

What do normal people do when they come to Crete for a summer vacation? They probably post photos on I*******m with captions like "Sun, sea, sand #blessed," sip ouzo in the evenings, smash plates, and just soak up that effortless island vibe. And what am I doing? I’m covering my ears with my hands, counting prime numbers backward in my head, and trying not to lose my absolute mind. I am in a literal marathon to stay sane.

But here’s the thing about summer—it never really lasts, does it? The parties thinned out, and the laughter came in smaller bursts. Suddenly, everyone was talking about plans: college, jobs, maybe even moving to the city. The magic of Mahdfel started to fade, slipping away before Autumn could hold on tight enough.