Summer I Turned Pretty Trilogy Novels & Stories

Summer smiled with a radiant face. "Gigi? The kid who threatened you yesterday? She caused trouble again?" Louis glanced at Gigi with his eagle eyes. Gigi innocently defended herself. "It wasn't me who caused the trouble. It was Summer. She was the one who spilled yogurt on my dress. Just like what Mommy said, Summer was a child with a bad character and low quality!"

Even knowing there was another woman in his life, I finally agreed to his proposal. I thought that if there was anything serious between him and his adopted sister, he wouldn't be with me. But everything changed after his adopted sister returned from studying abroad. Seeing my silence, Dante softened his tone. "Rest up, okay? Everything I promised you won't change." But when I returned to the estate… Pushing open the living room door, I found Dante and Sofia standing in our room. Around Sofia's fair neck hung a massive blue diamond. It was the "Eye of Medusa," a Moretti family heirloom passed down for three generations, the only thing my mother left me before she died.

By now, I was used to attention, but it still thrilled me in a strange, electric way. Then I saw the triplets. All three. They stood together like shadows of power and perfection, clad in black suits with golden bow ties. My chest tightened. Anger flared immediately, sharp and hot. How did we end up eating the same colour. Ugh. Before I could stew too long, Fenrir approached, looking dashing in a white suit that perfectly contrasted the triplets’ darkness. “You both look amazing,” he said. He offered his hand. Elera nodded eagerly. “Go ahead, Calla,” she whispered.

She was excited to hang out with everyone, but she couldn’t help the little flicker of disappointment that they wouldn’t be able to be nearly as openly affectionate as they had enjoyed throughout all of their private hours together. Once settled close to the water with beach chairs and towels laid out and umbrellas planted in the sand, Aiden realized just how much she’d been wanting to soak up some sun and do absolutely nothing for a stretch of time. With Jessie and Jacob cuddling up on an oversized towel on one side and Mitch close beside her on the other, Aiden couldn’t have been more content than to listen to the wind and the waves lapping at the shore as the tide went back out. Her hand

Summer froze she closed the door behind the movers exiting the house, turning to face Scar fully, “What do you mean the trends,I'm gonna model” “You are doing more than modelling,you will be walking side by side with me, if I'm the face you are..” “Sub face,side face,mini face” Summer asked excitedly, The door bell rang, The both ladies shared a glance, Scar shrugged, “You won't believe who you have here” She said turning to look at Scar, “Who” Summer asked sitting beside Scar as she peered into the tablet,

I was caged. The room felt smaller already. My chamber had never been large, but in those first moments after the bolt fell, the air itself seemed to thicken, pressing against my lungs. I turned in a slow circle, taking in the shuttered window, the stripped table, the bundles of herbs Carlene had left hanging from the beams. Pennyroyal. Feverfew. Sage. Their smells bled together into something sharp and bitter, a constant reminder of what they wanted—of what they feared. It wasn’t as though they hadn’t known. They had known for weeks.

Rumpled- Book 1 of The Steamy Fairytale Collection Eighteen years ago, when Rian, the greatest elf lender, was banished for asking for his payment—the young princess promised to him, he sought shelter in an old, dank castle. Filled with hate and resentment, his heart darkened with malice. But when a simple maiden, Ciara, asks for a warm bed and a hot meal, his once dark heart and other unmentionables twitch in desire once he realizes that she is his promised princess. As punishment for the kingdom’s ostracizing, Rian imprisons her, his only drive, to satisfy Ciara beyond her imaginations till she desires him… in return.

But when Shaira departed and Summer witnessed Jacob's anguish, a strange sense of detachment towards her began to creep in. Summer was a protective mother who despised seeing her children in pain. Now that Shaira had returned, she sensed an impending disaster she dared not contemplate. With Jacob and Shaira's complicated history and his marriage to Stefani, a storm was on the horizon.

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