Summer Book Read Novels & Stories

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

When my shift ended, I found myself walking toward the corner table where Kael sat, his laptop closed now, a book in his hands. I stopped short when I saw the cover. ‘Knot We Cannot Untie.’ That was the book he was holding. I can't believe that Kael would be reading one of Linda Lively’s books. “You read… this?” I said, the surprise evidently in my voice. Kael looked up, one brow raised. “Why? You think I only read racing magazines and bank statements?” I gave a small laugh. “Chill bro. It’s just… not what I was expecting ”

Beatrice said in a low tone and Maria screamed again. "I'm 101% sure you haven't checked your email, girl, we are at the top already!" She screamed and Beatrice still couldn't understand her words properly. "Maria Sebastian, talk to me calmly like a reasonable person" Beatrice said in a cold low tone as she was pinching her eyebrows in frustration. "I checked my mail today and I found out, the school has given us a year cut off, as a prize for being the best student of the year over our seniors. So, if we resume next week, we are among the finalist, just one session left and we are done with school"

Kennedy POV. The weather was bad, but I needed to get that new book, it's Robert birthday gift, who'd knew a grown up man would kill for the newest werewolf love book. I got into my car, drove carefully toward the local book store, they had the new book reserved for me. It was supposed to one quick drive, until I walked into the library. A girl was sitting on a bean bag, her blond hair was covering her eyes with overgrown bangs, she tried to huff them away from her face but to no use. She looked young, maybe she's just here with her parents, looking down at the book she had in her hands it was a kids story. Does she read for the local kids? Or is it just for her?

After eating dinner, Summer went to James' study to look for him. As usual, he was working, staring at his computer. It was as if he were isolated from the outside world whenever he did something with full concentration. Summer approached James carefully while observing his study. It was simply decorated, except for a shelf filled with old books that had been flipped through many times before. After scrutinizing the books, Summer realized that their titles were very interesting. They included books named, "Psychoanalysis", "The History of Eurania", and "Official Guide to Medicine".

Summer focused on her journal, while River focused on the story book that Summer lent him. Occasionally, Summer hummed a little. Occasionally, River giggled. However, there was no interaction between them until River closed the book he had finished reading. "Summer, are you done?" River asked while tilting her head, checking what Summer had written. Summer shook her head. "Not yet. I still have to write a few more things. Have you finished reading my book?" River nodded. "Yes, this is a very good book. I don't believe you said your book didn't sell. I think your book deserves to be displayed on the bestseller shelf. Your adventures are so exciting and funny. Is it true that your favorite she

"For meeting? How long?" "Ren, I'm thinking of bringing you with me." He stopped scrolling, halting in the middle of a digital book he saved to read. "Sure. How long?" She went silent for a while. "For summer. I have meetings to do at home. Most of them couldn't come to Canada and Japan seems to be our main place." "Okay. I'll tell Noah." "Preliminaries start in summer in Japan. If we are unable to attend, you can stay a little longer to see the start of the Spring Tournament."

As he wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, Heather snapped, shoving his hand away. "Don't touch me!" she cried. Mitchell froze mid-motion, his hand suspended in the air. His voice was low and uncertain. "Heather, did I do something wrong?" She steadied her breathing, forcing herself to calm down. "No, I just read a novel that hit a little too close to home. I ended up projecting the character onto you." Relief washed over Mitchell's face. He stepped closer and gently wiped the water droplets from her cheeks. Smiling faintly, he teased, "What kind of novel got you that worked up?"

I go dreamy; oblivious of whom I'm talking to. "Are you sure Northanger Abbey is what you want?" Liam asks, as though trying to correct my scruple. Well . . . Looking around, I spot a few of Danielle Steels' books and she's one of my favorite authors. "Can I just have Malice?" I ask, and Liam doesn't budge for a minute. I try to keep calm, watching him moving graciously, before he plucks a well preserved copy of Malice. I think I'm going to stick with the latter tonight. It was my first novel to read, so it's kind of exciting to reread it.