Summer Ends Novels & Stories

I looked up, and under the shade of the trees, he stood quietly—tall and composed—but his face was hidden in shadow. It was summer, and the cicadas buzzed noisily in the background. It suddenly brought me back to the end of the video I had seen in the theater. He had been sitting there, hands clenched tightly together, saying, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.” Even now, I couldn’t forget those words. So, I answered him, “Because someone wants me to be happy.”

For a moment she studies it like it’s a piece of art, then sighs dramatically. “I can’t believe summer is ending,” she says with a pout. I lean back against the counter, letting my weight rest on the bar as I scan the diner floor. Outside the windows, the evening light has already started fading into that hazy blue that comes right before night settles in. “Tell me about it,” I sigh. Fewer tourists. Colder nights. And soon enough, the quiet lull before winter really sets in. As I glance across the diner again, a strange prickling sensation runs along my skin.

Summer Margins Six months later, the bite of the winter solstice had completely vanished, replaced by the heavy, golden warmth of a Pacific summer. The slate glass and frost of the rugged coastline were gone, swapped for deep blue water that rippled gently under a brilliant June sun. Down at the Oakhaven Cove marina, the air was thick with the scent of wild sea roses, sun-baked cedar docks, and roasted coffee beans.

Well, maybe I shall heal in time. A heavy sigh escapes my lungs, marveling the long night awaits. I know I won't easily get asleep right now, I usually don't, and it's only two a.m. Damn my life! I take a deep yawn while grabbing the bottle of water from the nightstand and gulp a bit. "Ah, that's better," I breathe, my throat refreshed. Fully aware of the resentment I have towards sweating, the summer has decided to grant me a vengeful visit. I quickly get up and turn on the fan, which allows my body to cool off gradually. The L.A heat is no joke this year.

Ava chuckled and replied, "You know I do not mean it in a bad way." "Sure," Bella replied, glancing at Ava with a smile before looking ahead at the kids. "So, there's something I need to tell you," Ava mentioned. "What's that?" Bella asked. Ava sighed and replied, "You know the summer is coming to an end, and we are booked to head back in two weeks." "Yeah, I am going to be really sad to see you go, but of course I'm coming back at the end of the year to see you guys in LA," Bella muttered.

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.

"I want to finish my special surprise for Aunt Emily. She will be happy to see that I managed to write a lot." "Oh, my daughter is very smart. Then, don't go anywhere. Wait here. I'll be back soon. If anything happens, do you remember what you have to do?" Summer held the whistle hanging around her neck. "I must blow this whistle without stopping." "Good. Prove that you're not a little baby anymore." Sky raised an eyebrow. "I'm not a baby anymore, Mama." Summer's cheeks puffed up.

Maybe I was destined to feel this only for him. "Well we have to leave you now, Joshua has to open up the salon and I have to meet with the real estate agency." Anthony said as he and Joshua got up. "Well see each other this weekend for camping, Summer you said you know a perfect spot." Huh, Summer had no clue, somehow I think she never even went camping. "Yes, my driver will pick us all up and drop us off." Summer said, her eyes shined as she looked at Anthony. It was either the shine of love or the shine of a hangover, either way it was nice to see.

She had enough confidence to believe things might turn out in her favor. After a brief pause, Ben relented, his voice less rigid. “Alright, let’s say I agree. How long are we ‘acting’ for?” “Three months. After that, we part ways, and I’ll get a ticket out of the country. My family won’t be able to pressure me if they can’t reach me,” Summer replied, leaving out the part where she had overheard her mother and Mrs. Lucas talking about setting a wedding date in three months. Her plan wasn’t about breaking up, it was about sealing the deal with marriage.

MAEVE Waves of nostalgia hit me as I stood by the window; I shook my head slowly and moved away from it. The room felt warm which unnerved me. The Brockbank realm had a balanced climate so it was easy to deal with the weather. Here, it was different. It was warm and sticky, and not in a great way. I sighed and looked into the distance as I studied the landscape. One thing my forced adventure has opened my eyes to is the glaring difference in our cultures. In the Blackwell realm, we tried to learn as much as we could about the others we shared a world with. But, given that everyone knew that hostile undertones lurked amongst the houses, we focused on defense. We were more concerned with know