Summer Nights Book Novels & Stories

The voice on the other end of the line rose, cutting through the speaker so sharply it seemed to rattle the dishes on the table. "I found Julian 440 yards above Camp One, at the bottom of a cliff. His whole body is frozen solid. And he was still clutching a torn piece of note in his hand."

Calix checked the surrounding area twice before finally deciding it was safe enough to stop for the night. Leo, meanwhile, had somehow already started complaining, “My feet are frozen.” Victoria looked up from where she sat dramatically wrapped in two blankets, “You are literally a Winters.” Leo frowned, “And?” “And winter is apparently your whole personality.” “That’s a bit judgmental don’t you think?” “You grew up in snow.” “I can still be cold.” Cedric looked over from the fire. “You used to sleep outside.” “That was different.” Calix barely glanced up. “You climbed into frozen rivers.”

She was still wearing her birthday crown. "Are you sleepy?" I asked. She nodded. "When Daddy comes home, will he still put the birthday crown on me?" But Alfred never came home. Bella suddenly spiked a fever in the middle of the night. I called Alfred over and over, but the line just kept ringing before the call was sent straight to voicemail. The pediatric ER at midnight was a chaotic chorus of children's crying. Burning up and miserable, Bella gripped my collar tightly and murmured, "It hurts so much, Mommy."

Feeling a deep, burning shame, I take the lead walking back to the entrance in silence, Parris’ stuttering footfalls just a few feet behind me. The sun is burning overhead. Somehow we slept through noon to wake up at the hottest part of the day. I didn’t think I’d be grateful to have no clothing on. Tomorrow night is the Summer Solstice, the first true day of summer, and the unfiltered sun shines down from the cloudless sky above, crisping my flesh. “I’m kinda glad I’m not wearing what you are now,” I laugh, breaking our silence. “I’d be baking in all that leather.”

"I want that on the record now. I'm not missing it. I don't care if it's on a Tuesday in the middle of nowhere. I will be there. I will be the one crying in the front row. I want that to be understood." "I know," Elijah said. "You're in the planning. You've always been in the planning." "Good," she said. "Now go home. You just got engaged. Go home." They went home. The August night was warm and the city was doing what cities did in August—slightly more itself, slightly less managed, the particular summer quality of a place that ran hot and didn't apologise for it. The streets were full of people who had stepped outside to escape the heat of their apartments, couples and groups and solitary w

Solomon also looked helpless, but he really missed that noisy little girl in his heart. After watching TV with him for a while, Summer returned to the room and soaked herself in the warm bathtub for half an hour before coming out. She did not feel asleep. Sitting in front of the window, she flipped through a book casually in her hands. As she turned pages of the book, not only did her heart not calm down, but a little more...upset... Opening the window and closing her eyes quietly, Summer felt the warmth in the wind, and gradually calmed down.

Overcome with longing, Ethan slowly lifted his hand and lightly brushed his fingers against it. The evening cicadas buzzed through the cemetery when a voice suddenly echoed in his mind. “Your eyes are beautiful.” The figure in the photograph merged with a memory of a little girl falling. Leaning against the cold tombstone, Ethan felt a strange mix of sorrow and calm. “We had crossed paths so early on,” he murmured. Around midnight, a sudden thunderstorm broke out. He held the avalanche roses close, guarding them as if they were me. In his mind, he saw my pale fingers brushing past the flowers. He let out a bitter laugh. The Ethan who had lost his memory was a coward for choosing to run after

1 week later Adonis's POV "Ah Finally! I found it! Yes!" I leave a sigh and lie back on my bed, staring at the attractive comic book cover on my phone screen. The cover features a beautiful blonde girl in the middle of two identical twin guys, their only difference in the colour of their hair. One has blonde hair and the other is a brunette. "Double Trouble," I read the name aloud. "And it's the last one." It's the last of Theo's comic books.

After Summer was sure that Kristen was asleep, she quietly snuck out from the employee entrance with her crayfish. It was already past 11:00 pm. Summer called Edwin over and headed straight to her apartment. Midsummer nights were often described as breathtaking in poetry. In the car, Summer watched as the streetlights flickered across the window. The lush greenery that lined the roads was full of beautiful flowers, and there were plenty of vibrant flowers that peeked out from the residential fences as well. Everything felt so full of life even if it was in the dead of the night. However, just as they were about to reach the apartment, the weather took a turn for the worse. It seemed like it

"Mama, I'm hungry." Sky touched the tip of her tiny nose. "Do you want to grow up quickly, or do you really need food?" "I'm hungry, Mama. Listen. My stomach is singing." Sky kissed her plumpy cheek. "Okay, I will buy some food. Do you want to come along with me or wait here?" Summer moved her drawing book to her lap. "I want to finish my special surprise for Aunt Emily. She will be happy to see that I managed to write a lot."