Summer Book Novels & Stories

" And our homecoming king this year is...... drum roll please. Bobby Styles." The student teacher,Miss Dawn cheered. As the drum rolls died down, Bobby took his place on the stage and a crown was set on top of his perfect chestnut brown hair. Summer's heart raced, it was only obvious, she was going to be homecoming queen. She knew that Bobby would have pulled a few strings to make that possible. He was the most popular guy in school. The football captain,landing a scholarship for football and law at the University of Brits. That was the main reason Summer had applied and had been accepted into Brits as well. Although she had applied to all five universities, her heart were set on one.

After Elise's incident, Greyson had always been hostile toward me. Instead of opening the letter, I directly set it on fire in the bathroom. The firelight gave my face a golden glow. I smiled at myself in the mirror and said, "To the 18-year-old Nicola, have you received the apology letter? Don't forgive them. Don't forgive anyone who ever hurt you!" The letter quickly finished burning, and all that was left in the trash can was a pile of ash. Online opinion immediately reversed after Greyson's involvement. Netizens lamented Elise's viciousness.

“That’s partnership. You need to be there for your film. We’ll make the logistics work.” The idea was both appealing and terrifying. Having her family present versus managing children at a professional event. Support versus complication. “Let me see which festivals we get into first. Then we decide logistics.” That afternoon, Charlotte came home from pre-K with information about summer camp options. The school offered a summer program three weeks in July, half-day structure, enrichment activities. “Can I go to summer camp? PLEASE? Sophie is going and Emma and Zoe and EVERYONE!” Charlotte was enthusiastic. “They do ART and SCIENCE and WATER PLAY!”

Natasha The final bell rings and kids squeal as they push the front doors open and race to the freedom that summer break brings. “Bye, Ms. Knight. What are you doing this summer?” Sarah, one of my avid readers asks as she walks slowly toward the door. “I’ll be reading.What else?” I tell her. “And actually, if you're interested, the library has summer reading group Wednsdays at noon. So come see me.” I have a feeling she doesn't have the greatest home life, or social life for that matter. I wonder if she has many friends.

“I’m sure you and Jessie can get in plenty of beach time over the next few days. Just like old times.” Aiden laughed, for the first time that morning feeling carefree and in her element, elated at the sheer luck of the timing. All of them, Jessie, Mitch, herself, and some other long time friends had practically made a career out of life by the shore, taking full advantage of Adelaide’s cottage being right on the water with its own private little stretch of beach, and grateful for every moment. It could prove all too easy to fall back into that breezy rhythm. “Keep talking like that and I might have to extend this trip into the whole summer.”

Arya We only have a week left of being at the cabin before we need to go back to our real lives. My book is nearly done! Which is amazing! It usually takes me longer to write, but I think this one was easier because of the experiences I’ve had this summer.

Summer replied she brought out her phone and showed me a video of her trying to wake me up but I kept mumbling words that were incoherent. We both laughed and I went to the bathroom to freshen up,when I came out, summer was not in the room, I got dressed quickly and joined her in the living room , we rushed through breakfast and dashed out the door , it's just drizzling now. Summer has a Toyota Camry so, she drove us to school. Summer was a final year student studying Business and she will graduate in 2 months time, I still had 2 more years to go, before graduation We arrived at the University by 8:56am, I quickly went for my class, luckily I made it in, just before Mr Adam our Neuroanatomy

The snow-white petals bloomed delicately against my pale fingertips, and that memory had pushed him to leave that small house in a hurry. He continued along the path, but it seemed endless. Anxiety clawed at his chest, and he pressed his hand over his heart, feeling it pound violently. Before the hypnosis ended, Ethan found himself awake. The psychiatrist held the notebook from the session. Words filled the pages. [Fall University. Going to Fall University. Take Sadie to Fall University. Fall University on Richmond Road.] “Mr. Jones, your memory seems to be jogging. I suggest you visit Fall University,” the psychiatrist said, laying the notes in front of him.

She shows me a piece of yellow bikini that's extremely eye-catching. "I'm sure you're going to rock in it," I answer with a smile. "Miami chicks, better watch out for your men," she screams her usual lines, forcing a smile out of me, before breaking into a heavy sigh. "Even if I can't have Liam, this has been the best summer ever." Can we not talk about Liam?