Summer Book Novels & Stories

Evan Shaw was famous for sticking to his principles. He was punctual, followed every rule, and never made exceptions. Yet when it came to going to City Hall to get married to Roxie Foster, he had stood her up eight times. The first time, his former underclassman, Sylvia Young, was returning after eight years abroad, and he had to pick her up from the airport. The second time, Sylvia accidentally burned her finger while cooking. The third time, Sylvia's son got sick. ... This was the eighth time. Once again, Evan didn't show up. He only called in a hurry and said, "Something came up. I'll be there." Roxie watched their number get skipped again and again until the clerk behind the window tappe

I got down and followed the front of the car, and I overheard Danny telling Daisy that I was acting weird. Weird??? Am I weird? Anyways, I followed Rain and tiptoed inside the compound. Mom was deep asleep I guess; everywhere was dark; we were trying to play safe. I didn’t enter my room; I entered my sister’s. And yeah! We’re in. “Thank you so much sis, I owe you.” “Just undress, take your bath, and sleep; I’m feeling sleepy.” “You don’t want to hear my gist?” “Look Zoe, I know you have a lot; I would love to hear it, but I need to sleep.”

"The smart watch is going to break before the agreement period is even up." "Theo may think he got a new smart watch, but he just got himself a smart pager instead. Poor little thing." … Time passed after that, and soon, it was Theo's summer break. I was just discussing the company's development plans with Austin for the next five years when I suddenly caught sight of the comments once again becoming active. "Damn! I've been paying so much attention to the villains' daily life that I forget we're almost at a crucial point in the main plot!"

LANA Summer seriously is the best time of the year, in my opinion at least. I mean, what is there not to love? Sitting in the sun on a deck-chair, soaking up the sun with a cola in one hand and a book in the other... sheer bliss. Drip! Drip! Drip! I shrieked and launched myself at my oldest brother who had just ruined my perfect morning of tanning, the jerk! "Daniel! You're such a freak!" I growled in frustration, wiping away the water he had dripped all over me before sitting back down.

This novel is owned by Ailana Misha Please, don’t copy and remake! Summer had come, the cold of winter seemed to disappear when the change of season began on December. Many types of summer flowers bloomed in this hot weather, even a lot of people had already scheduled outdoor vacations on weekends.

“The master is waiting for you.” Samson turned to glance at the bloody towel on the ground again without being aware of it, and for some reason, he felt a pang in his heart. ‘Sum... ‘It’s snowing. ‘It’s snowing in Sea City.’ Summer was born in Country M, and she had never seen the snow in Sea City. Summer had always wanted to witness this scene, and it pained Samson to be standing amid the snow right now. It was snowing very heavily, and the snow lasted all night.

She trudges to the closet, opens it and peruses through the clothes, The book is unsuspecting, nothing in it screams magic except for the usual symbols. Summer frowns at the book. If her mother had given her this book thinking that she would make use of it then she had been wrong. She is useless, even if she is a seer. She had never been a help to anyone. Her decrepitating thoughts come to a halt when her phone rings. She hastily put the book back into the bag and picks up the device. “Hello, Barbara,” she mumbles. “Are you okay?” she asks as if sensing her distress in her voice. Summer made a noncommittal sound. “Okay, I called to tell you that we will be late. Don’t worry and if you decide

As his plan was exposed, James said helplessly, "Summie, you have grown smarter." "That's right! Wait, no ... I've always been smart. Anyway, did you hear me? You are not allowed to send anyone to follow me," Summer said resolutely. "I understand. I won't." Now that the matter was settled, Summer successfully retrieved her freedom. It was just in time to meet her high school best friend whom she hadn't seen in a year. She had missed her dearly, and now, she was ready to take a taxi to her date.

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

The head of the orphanage found me in the middle of the scorching summer, which was why he named me Theros Sommar. When Daisy learned of it, she then said that moving forward, the summer solstice every year would be my birthday. She then prepared birthday gifts for me and even baked a birthday cake for me to celebrate. Ever since my gastric bleeding the other day, she had forbidden me from drinking again. But the mood back then had been just right, so I pestered her until she gave in and allowed me to drink some red wine. One thing led to another, and that night, she finally gave herself wholly to me.