Summer On The Bluffs Novels & Stories

I let her play and prance, knowing she needs this easy and relaxed moment to herself. After a while, Summer picks up speed, ducking and diving through branches. Both of us love the wind brushing through our fur. The way dirt flies behind our paws as we increase our speed. She leads the way to our destination, but I don’t pay attention, knowing she’ll keep us safe. It’s not until we arrive at the overlook that I recognize where we are. Dozens of city lights twinkle down below, and the sight is breathtaking.

He doesn't want to be judgemental, but a few of them might be delinquent from appearance. He took the liberty to watch from above, his mind wandering who those new faces were around. He hasn't gone outside in a while, the community lacks children playing outside and the nearest park is across the highway he doesn't have a heart to take a leap into. "Don't you think the coach is working us out early? Tomorrow's the practice match and this is a 3-week training camp." "I'll be skin and bones if we continue to run in this humidity." "I never liked Summer."

My mouth dropped opened at her words, they told me that we were having dinner for Adam’s promotion and Summer left out that vital information. God please no. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Adam said and i turned to the review mirror were our eyes met for a while. “Guys, you should’ve-” “Oh come on now, it’s no biggy. We want to share this with you, the place shouldn’t bother you so much. I mean the place will be practically empty since it’s hard to get a reservation there.” Summer said but there was no way i was going to keep my cool. I played with my neatly manicured nails and tried so hard not to bite on my lips. I stared outside and watched the sunset mixed with the orange and yello

What do normal people do when they come to Crete for a summer vacation? They probably post photos on I*******m with captions like "Sun, sea, sand #blessed," sip ouzo in the evenings, smash plates, and just soak up that effortless island vibe. And what am I doing? I’m covering my ears with my hands, counting prime numbers backward in my head, and trying not to lose my absolute mind. I am in a literal marathon to stay sane.

We grab our sodas, and as we step back onto the boardwalk, the sun dipping lower behind the horizon, I can’t help but think that summer is just beginning—and I have no idea what it’s going to bring. But one thing is certain. Gavin hasn’t stopped affecting me, and Eben… Eben is just as dangerously magnetic as ever. Summer has a way of changing everything. The sun dips lower, casting the pier in molten gold, the waves lapping rhythmically below. Josh and Gemma are still splashing around, and I’m walking beside Gavin, surfboard tucked under his arm. The quiet between us feels loaded, and I’m just about to break it when Eben’s voice cuts through.

“Do you really think we can pull that off?” “I think if anyone can, it’s you.” She laughed, shaking her head. “You’re unbelievable.” “I believe in you,” he said, voice low and serious. She leaned into him, touched beyond words. Then Marla interrupted with a tug on her sleeve. “Can I have ice cream now?” River raised an eyebrow. “We just had lunch.” “But Mommy said it’s summer. Summer means ice cream anytime.” Skye grinned. “Can’t argue with that.” “Deal,” River said, standing. “Let’s go celebrate our first real summer as a family.”

Summer suggested, practically vibrating with excitement. I nodded, grabbing the thick blankets I'd had prepared by the door. We stepped out onto the private terrace, the cold air immediately nipping at our exposed skin. I wrapped a blanket around Summer's shoulders before pulling her against me under a second one. Above us, the aurora had expanded to fill the entire sky—swirling, pulsating, alive with cosmic energy. Summer tilted her face upward, the ethereal light playing across her features, transforming her into something otherworldly and magnificent.

Say what you will about Salt Mountain, but at least the elders of Granddad’s generation taught us to put our tools back where we got ’em. As we exit the den into a bright, early summer afternoon, I feel Flora’s excitement ratchet up through the bond. I hoist Maisie higher on my shoulder so she can look behind and see her mama smile. “It’s not far,” I say, glancing over my shoulder. Flora’s got Miss Nola’s hand tucked in the crook of her arm, keeping her close. Miss Nola’s picking her way carefully, eyes trained on the ground, and that’s fine. Whatever helps her get to our new digs.

Blaze "It's too cold to get in that pool," Whitney and Trevor's mom, Mona, yells at Ryan as he dips his feet in the shallow end of the pool in their backyard. It's been hot all day, but as night falls this time of year, it usually gets cold. "He's gonna catch his death of cold," she mumbles as she watches him not heed her warning. "Whatever, it got up to ninety today and it's almost April. Hell," he takes a drink of the beer in his hand. "It's damn near summer."

Camping is usually the most popular holiday choice for people because in summer, many plants thrive and flowers bloom beautifully. “We'll be living in Calvin's wooded house all summer break. Emily can't wait to go on a jungle adventure with Calvin. Especially since Calvin said about a small river that has a lot of fish in the middle of the woods, she became excited to go there and fish with Calvin's traditional fishing rod.” “Sounds like fun. How about his work?" "With federation you mean?"