Summer Novel Novels & Stories

Heather glanced back once, then placed her hand in Colin's, and together they walked away, leaving Kennethville behind. From that moment on, Heather had nothing to do with Mitchell anymore. It was Colin's first time in Kennethville, and Heather took him around the city, showing him the sights. They also stopped to meet Susan, making plans for her to visit Buleesia in the future before they left Kennethville and headed back to Buleesia. As the plane touched down in Buleesia again, Heather felt a wave of relief wash over her, a sense of freedom she hadn't realized she'd been missing.

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.

And the photo of them sharing a lunchbox on set didn't have any dining atmosphere, let alone intimacy. As she continued to read, she couldn't help but laugh. She immediately called Calvin. Calvin answered the phone quickly this time. She deliberately adopted a stern tone. "Mr. Calvin, do you have an explanation for me?" Calvin was puzzled. "Explanation for what?" "I Want Summer" is about to air, featuring Julia in a bikini with the CEO being intimate!"

Dante doesn't want to leave me and a part of me wants him to stay. It is almost sunrise and I can't sleep after my brush with death. On the side table next to the bed are little appetizers and candies, my favorite sweets. Cow livers. I stick a fork in them and suck the blood out, slowly turning them grey, but their blood is nothing close to Ray's. Nothing compares to Ray.

Arya We only have a week left of being at the cabin before we need to go back to our real lives. My book is nearly done! Which is amazing! It usually takes me longer to write, but I think this one was easier because of the experiences I’ve had this summer.

Chapter V: Memories It was a little blurry and muddled but Ren was sure it was a tiny memory of long back then. It was from one of his adventures as a rebellious child, he’s small though. He likes to escape and sneaks out of the house whenever the babysitter has fallen asleep, but Ren is a good little kid you see, he always makes sure to be back before they notice he’s missing. It was near winter, the remnants of autumn season was slowly fading and the wind began to get more chilly in the morning and every night. Although not cold enough to puff a smoke when talking.

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.

The third of July bonfire has been a tradition since childhood. Summer glanced up from the wicker chair she was curled in, looking past me instead of at me. The mention of Jenny's name should have pulled some reaction from her, but no. Nothing. Summer liked Jenny, always had. Well, maybe more like tolerated her. Jenny was a local woman I hooked up with once a year while we were on vacation. Nothing serious, friendly even. Of course, I didn't plan on sleeping with her this trip, not after everything with Summer, but Jenny had hung around our circle since we were teens and to leave her out felt unnecessary.

_________________ For the next few days, I have too much to do to think about why Cory's been avoiding me, or having dinner with Noah, or potentially taking him to my bed. We are only down to two weeks before Summer ends. So much has happened. Good and bad. Mostly good. Friendships were made, secrets were revealed, hearts were broken, tears and blood were shed, and most importantly, the relationship with my sister is back to normal. At least she made that clear when we talked last night for two hours. I found out she got a Summer job at a popular ice-cream shop in the state, and will continue to work there till she saves enough money for her class' trip to Europe next year.

The sight of her caused me to trip, and I had broken an arm, but I didn’t acknowledge it. I was focused on making an impression on the lady, so I held my aching hand while feigning a smile. She ran out of a meeting held by her father and mine and wanted to spend some time alone. That day was the first time we had the longest conversation, and it was also the day I fell deeper in love with her. She called me summer because it was her favorite season of the year. I didn’t have a favorite season before that day; it was a nickname she teased me with, but it was all a ploy to get to me. However, not anymore. Summer died the day she betrayed me, leading to the birth of winter.