Summer Stories Novels & Stories

"It was. I would spend the whole summer in my room. Just waiting for it to end." "And now?" "Now I love summer. Now summer means this. The beach and the sun and my family. Now summer means happiness." I pulled her into a hug. "I am so glad you are here, Lily. I am so glad you are part of our family." She hugged me back. "I am glad too, Mom. I am so glad." The summer passed in a blur of lazy days and warm nights. We went to the beach almost every day. We explored the village and met new people. We made memories that would last a lifetime.

✧FAITH ZEICAN LEE✧ I’ve been restless for a while now, constantly glancing at my phone. I’m waiting for Summer to message me and let me know if she has succeeded in borrowing Poppy from her parents. She didn’t want any of us—Love, Hope, or myself—to go with her, thinking it might make it even harder for Poppy to be allowed out. She always jokes with Hope, calling him the ultimate jinx. And since Aunt Baby is out of the country, Summer’s doing this on her own. Aunt Baby and Chloe left for Singapore just the other day.

“This is just the beginning of our summer adventures. I can’t wait to see what we’ll accomplish next!” As the stars began to twinkle overhead, Leo felt a sense of hope and excitement for the summer ahead. With Elara by his side and their community united, he knew that they could tackle any challenge that lay ahead, creating a summer filled with laughter, learning, and unforgettable memories.

As Richard stepped out of the shower, Ryan slipped out of the bedroom like a ghost. I lay in bed beside my husband that night, feeling my stepson’s cum still leaking out of me onto the sheets. Richard kissed my forehead innocently. “Goodnight, honey.” I smiled in the dark, my body aching, my mind already planning tomorrow. This summer was going to be the longest, hottest, and most dangerous one of my life.

I still didn't get why they liked him. He was handsome, but well… I couldn’t quite get it. Maybe because he was my brother. Summer break was getting close in California, and there was something about the way the sun made everything smell that I loved. I had decided to spend June at my elder brother’s apartment before I resumed college. My brother, Davis, had moved out when he was nineteen and had been living alone ever since he started college. He was pissed off when I told him I was coming over, but what could he do to me?

Summer kept picking up food for her. "Summer..." "Huh?" "If one day, I'm gone, what will you do?” Summer stopped in midair. “What are you talking about? Bah bah bah, it's unlucky! I'm still waiting for my godson and goddaughter to be born. I want to be a godmother!" She said happily, "I think you are pregnant with twins. One boy and one girl, wow, it's beautiful to think about! Life is perfect! I can prepare many beautiful little skirts and racing toys!"

For the first time, Sieghal set foot again in his hometown, Shira—a small fishing town in North Yorkshire, England. It's not precisely sprawling but beautiful enough to be remembered as a place full of charm. Shira is this quaint little town nestled among cliffs and tall hills, flanked by a few mountains and rolling hills. Shira's sunsets are top-notch, the best anyone could find anywhere. It should be a perfect place to unwind from all life's chaos. Yet, for Sieghal, Shira is the last place he wants to be.

Remy (whisper against my neck): “Still not letting go, storm queen.” I kiss the coyote fang at his throat. Celeste: “Good. Because I’m keeping all of you. The lake can cry about it.” Above us, the stars rearrange themselves into one quiet sentence written in light: SUMMER ISN’T OVER YET. Eleven days left. We’re just getting started.

Vivian’s face filled his thoughts. He always believed he controlled everything. He thought Vivian could never leave him. Now she had vanished from his world in the most unexpected way. A knock sounded at the door. Ethan forced down his irritation. “Come in.” Olivia walked inside carrying the child, a gentle smile on her face. “Ethan, I made soup for you. You have been busy all day. Drink some while it is warm.” Ethan did not look at her. “Leave it there.” Olivia’s smile stiffened, but she placed the thermos on the desk and walked toward him.

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.