Summer O Turned Pretty Novels & Stories

It took him seconds after pushing the solid down his throat with water and he scrambled off his feet to glance at the nearest window. Below is a group of young men, who must be high school students because they are tall. All of them wore the same plain white t-shirt with a small imprint on their left chest, they wore different colored shorts and all of them were in running shoes. "Captain!" one of them ushered, out of breath. The group halt from running, sweat cascading down from their foreheads to their necks. Definitely the Summer more than Ren. "Please let's take a break!" Ren watches cautiously. This was the first time he had seen men in the neighborhood. The aunt would usually start tal

I smiled widely back at her. "It's Faye, Hornsgate Luna!" Her smile was forty-watt. Oh right! Shoved the Luna title to my face. This struck the wrong chord in me. Jealousy. Insecurity. "Pleased to meet you!" I kept a smile on my face. I was pleased to meet her. Hornsgate was where that pathetic Omega was and if I could make her disappear for good then Colton's attention was going to return my way. I still had a chance at the Luna position.

He snickered, taking little bites from his food while staring me down. “That’s nice, I hope she doesn’t rub off her boring nature on you.” Mom joked. “Oh that can’t happen anyways.” she let out a light chuckle, looking away, I forced some food down my throat, I had long lost my appetite but didn’t want to seem rude by leaving, this was their first time here and I dinner want mom buzzing me about my attitude, she could throw me out if possible. After some moment of silence, Troy ripped his napkin and leaned back in his chair, his voice deep in gong as he spoke, I looked up at him almost immediately. “Summer you’re moving in with us.”

His lack of retreat gives me a little more strength. Just enough to sip the drink and then turn slowly to face him. I have to lean back over the counter to meet his gaze, and a thrill goes through me as he forces me to make the adjustments. He might as well be made from stone. I tip my chin up. “I have a question.” “Ask it.” “Last summer, you and Max were supposed to be working, so I was here at the pool.” I can barely catch my breath. “No one was around so I didn’t bother with a suit.”

I turned my gaze back to Summer. She was now lying on her back with her legs stretched out, pointing toward the ceiling. She bent her back and lifted her ass off the floor. Then she rolled over, got to her knees, and stood, facing the crowd, winking, making them go crazy. She hooked her fingers into the sides of her panties, ready to slide them down her legs, inch by inch. I couldn’t take this shit anymore. I charged toward the stage, roughly grabbed her by the waist, and yanked her off the stage and into my arms.

She's dressed casually— jeans and a leather jacket— but she moves like she owns the space. She stops at our table, looking down at us with mock surprise. “Kaidora. What a pleasant surprise.” I force myself to meet her eyes, refusing to show fear. “And you must be Amber.” Summer's smile doesn't reach her eyes as she turns to my friend. “The loyal friend who stands by pathetic omegas. How noble.” Amber's expression hardens. “We were having a private conversation. You should leave.” “Should I?” Summer tilts her head, amused. “But I just got here. And I have so much to discuss with Zane's little mate.”

I'd been the one helping them, so I certainly wasn't going to chase after unwanted familiarity. "Yes, I think so," I replied noncommittally. Summer studied him for a moment and let out an appreciative whistle. "Honestly, he's ridiculously handsome. Almost on par with your Thomas!" Hearing her comparison, I found myself looking at Owen once more. No way. Aiden was so much more attractive.

"The smart watch is going to break before the agreement period is even up." "Theo may think he got a new smart watch, but he just got himself a smart pager instead. Poor little thing." … Time passed after that, and soon, it was Theo's summer break. I was just discussing the company's development plans with Austin for the next five years when I suddenly caught sight of the comments once again becoming active. "Damn! I've been paying so much attention to the villains' daily life that I forget we're almost at a crucial point in the main plot!"

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.”

Her voice sounded like she was singing a lullaby. She wasn't just pretty—she was beautiful, like she had just come out of a Barbie cartoon. “Summer.” I could tell by how he looked at her… focused on the way his brother held her hand and the way his jaw flexed. There was tension between the three of them, and anyone could tell. “Okay…why don't you go to your room and settle down with Olive, buttercup?” He nodded, held my hand, and walked us upstairs. —-----------------------------------------------------