Summer Of Romance Novels & Stories

Back then, she had messaged me, crying about how cold the winter was and how she did not have warm clothes. My heart had softened…and I sent it to her. So, she stood there in the clothes that I had bought, beside my boyfriend, smiling brightly. "Sabrina! I haven't seen you in a while! I've missed you so much!" The moment she saw me, her eyes lit up. She rushed over and looped her arm through mine affectionately. She carried the same scent Jeremy had when he came home that night. A cheap, overly sweet peach fragrance. Then, she looked me up and down, feigning surprise.

It could heal the deepest wounds and romantic feelings. Summer could personally relate to it. She had been head-over-heels in love with Hank. She had even imagined marrying him, having his children, and aging with him until the end of their time. But it had ultimately been a fantasy that would never come true.

I say as I take out a fresh outfit. "Yeah, sure. Next time we are going to the Hamptons, and please next time I drink don't let me make any plans. Otherwise, we might go hiking next time." I laugh as I put my hair in a ponytail. "Duly noted. So how are things with Anthony? Don't think I didn't notice the two of you intertwining fingers as we watched the movie." Summer blushed as she went to close the door and then leaned against it. "I know it hasn't been long but I really like him." She says with a big smile on her face. "I think about him all the time, his black hair and those big brown eyes, and those lushes lips. And the way he smells..."

Fuck, he’d never smelled anything as decadent as that scent. He encased Lucia in his arms, pulling her closer, and nuzzled the tantalizing skin under his lips, then licked a stripe up Lucia’s throat. Summer. Lucia smelled like summer—the one season Solomon favored above all others. He groaned as Lucia’s soft, blond hair brushed against his cheek. “So good.” With the blood pounding in his head, Solomon captured Lucia’s lips, demanding entrance.

He dialed my phone number, but no one picked up. Then, he called Florence. “Tell me. Where’s Summer?” Florence remained calm and said, “Summer’s at work.” This time, she said the same thing as my mother. “Which company? I want to see her,” Orion said and got up to retrieve his car keys. “Hurry up and tell me.” Florence fell silent. Finally, she sighed and bitterly said, “Summer passed away from a tumor. “Back then, she didn’t want to waste your time. That’s why she broke up with you.”

"It's just a couple of simple questions." Helbert moved closer to Sieghal, wiping the nearly dried blood from the corner of his lips. As their proximity increased, Sieghal caught a whiff of Helbert's soft, fresh fragrance, like the scent of the sea in summer. A scent that made Sieghal think of it as an addictive perfume he could never give up. Not just the scent, but Helbert's long hair falling to his shoulders looked incredibly soft. And was that the smell of shampoo? Like ripe, sweet plums, making the silky strands even more dazzling in Sieghal's eyes.

I resented him for taking me from my grandmother, locking me away in his house, and later even using my grandmother to force me into marriage with him. In those years, Felix loved me deeply. I tried to convince myself to keep going, to forgive him, because, at that time, he was just an innocent child. Every time I felt like giving up, I would go to the garden and look at the sunflowers, drawing flowers on the wall that would never wither. But later, as I tried to hold on, Darcy's arrival destroyed everything. Or maybe it was Felix who destroyed it all. He destroyed the sunshine that had grown up with him, and I couldn't hold on any longer.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

“If something happened at the prom, tell me.” Summer blinked at me, swallowing the lump in her throat. I watched her, trying not to get distracted by the sweet perfume. “Why do you care?” she mumbled. I ignored the itch to cup her cheek and make her look at me and demand what had happened. From what little I knew about her—from sleepovers at Emma’s house to meeting her at the club, to noticing her at cheer practice during my school visits—I knew she was like her name. Bubbly, charming and always fucking happy. It infuriated me, but I didn’t care. I also didn’t care that something had happened at the prom that she rushed over here without telling the truth to her friends. I didn’t care. Not o