Summer Season Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Unable to sleep, Hilda tossed and turned. In the early dawn of the morning, she suddenly heard the sound of rain hitting the eaves. Hurriedly putting on her nightgown, she got out of bed, pushed open the window, and saw an unexpected summer rain. The weather in August was hot and humid so every time it rained, the air was filled with hot steam. Standing by the window, Hilda reached out. Feeling the cold raindrops fall into her palm, she finally relaxed.

# FLASHBACK It was summer, one of the four Earth's seasons, that goes after spring and foreshadows Autumn. Kevin glanced at the trees bearing fruits and feels Summer is the best season ever. The warmth and everything make it perfect. No wonder most families like to go on vacation during summer. He went back to the mirror for the umpteenth time checking himself out again. He was dressed in a checkered shirt themed with a pair of blue jeans and black shoes. His mind kept beating fast, trying not to lose his focus on one of the important things he wanted to do today. He noticed a little pimple on the upper part of his head and that alone makes him feel he is not perfect.

a bitch with a price tag remain a bitch! Andrea quickly Munch down her food and tidy up the kitchen in minutes and she wanted to wash her face because It's summer she feel so sticky after cooking

Well, maybe I shall heal in time. A heavy sigh escapes my lungs, marveling the long night awaits. I know I won't easily get asleep right now, I usually don't, and it's only two a.m. Damn my life! I take a deep yawn while grabbing the bottle of water from the nightstand and gulp a bit. "Ah, that's better," I breathe, my throat refreshed. Fully aware of the resentment I have towards sweating, the summer has decided to grant me a vengeful visit. I quickly get up and turn on the fan, which allows my body to cool off gradually. The L.A heat is no joke this year.

Talk about cliché with handsome guys. "Summer. Hello?" Yvonne shook me hard. "Dude, are you even listening to me?" "Oh yeah, I'm sorry. I wandered off," "Yeah, you did. Anyways, I would like to introduce you to some people," She said smiling. "Summer, they are all a part of "the squad". They don't have a name because they think it's too overrated. Anyways, They are all sophomores," She pointed her finger to the guy the utmost left and began introducing, "This is Ryder Hudson, Ian Hastings, Liam Brown, Preston Miller an—"

I intertwined our hands. I'll really love to be there. ~~~~ Who's dying to read the therapy session scene? I'm sorry if this chapter is boring, it gets better I promise. How are you guys spending your summer? I_am_ifeee

*The vampire* For fucks sake, can't the sun hurry up a bit and get it's ass below the horizon ? I hate summer ! Even having lived for an eternity and time not really mattering to me, I am pacing impatiently, Waiting for time to hurry up. According to the app on my phone there are a couple of minutes left before the rays of the sun will no longer bother me. I empty my whisky with an annoyed sound and head for the door.

**Chapter 94: Simmering Tides** The summer heat in Eldridge City reached its peak, turning the air thick and sultry. Chloe stood barefoot on the sun-warmed stones of the estate’s private terrace, a light linen robe barely containing her full figure. The fabric clung to the generous swell of her breasts and the soft curve of her belly, fluttering against her wide hips as a warm breeze passed through. She held a glass of iced lemon water, watching the children splash in the pool below.

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.

she replies, smiling. Oh, wow, that went better than I thought it would, “Promise? You aren’t just saying that?” I question, “Promise. We are on the same page.” She answers. I instantly relaxed, knowing we were thinking the same, for now, but there was a chance my recent thoughts would reappear, but I will just continue to fight them for the rest of our time because after the summer, we go back to our lives and possibly not see each other. “What do you want to do today?” I ask, “Or do you want to write some more?” I added.