Novel & Cerita Summer Sweetheart Novel

Ava’s POV Sleep was a stranger that night. I had tossed and turned until the moon itself had traveled halfway across the sky, the glow through my curtains mocking my exhaustion. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, as though aware of my turmoil but refusing to share its calm with me. Every breath in the dark felt stifling, every thought circling back to Diego, to Sage, to the chains of my family’s expectations. I finally pushed the covers off with a sigh and padded to my balcony doors. The air outside was cool and heavy with the faint scent of rain. The courtyard below looked peaceful, but peace was the last thing inside me.

William whispered, startling her again. Serena reflexively stepped back, but William quickly held her by the waist. His strong arm skillfully wrapped around her from behind. The sudden embrace made her entire body freeze. Yet she couldn’t deny the warmth that slowly began to spread through her heart, especially as her nose caught the familiar scent of his cologne. Memories of the first time she met him suddenly resurfaced. The way his gray eyes had locked onto her the first time they met made her feel again the pounding of her heart when she first fell in love with him.

A crescent moon nestled in faintly clouded glass, with three tiny snowflake crystals dangling from the edge like frozen stars. She reached out, fingers hovering just above it, heart tightening. WinterMoon. Her home. Or… the home she left behind. The sound of the crowd softened behind her. The music faded. That charm—that moment—was WinterMoon. The night skies. The quiet hush of snowfall on the hills. The scent of pine and frost and something wild. It was the silence of the woods and the hum of belonging. Her throat tightened. The warmth she’d felt only moments ago didn’t vanish—but it dimmed. The edges of it curled in on themselves. She didn’t touch the charm. She didn’t have to. Just lookin

“I want to have a bite too.” “Oh my! Alden, don’t eat it.” Melody covered her mouth and snickered. “Daddy specially made this just for Mommy. Only Mommy can sense the taste of love. Mommy will only be able to drink the soup if each of you takes a bite to finish it.” Adina’s smile vanished and she looked at Melody. “How do you know all this?” “Mommy, Melody secretly read a novel yesterday!” Harold hurriedly tattled on her, “The title of the novel is ‘The Domineering CEO Fell in Love with Me.’”

Instead, they ended up settling for friendship. I had only left for less than a year and she was already getting married. It seemed that she had succeeded in capturing her childhood sweetheart. I was full of questions and ready to bombard her with them. It was only after I managed to get all the information I needed to know about him out of her that I took a break. It turned out that the groom's name was Henry Cook. His family was pretty well-off, and he was quite good-looking. When he was nine years old, he was chased by a dog while spending the summer vacation at his grandma's place. He was so scared that he almost wet his pants. Julia, who was also spending summer vacation at her grandma'

"That's good. And Val got married? What's his wife like?" Semi-dozing, Summer told him all about her new sister-in-law Cora, a social worker who'd fallen in love with Valentine, the baby of the family and the computer geek for the Holiday Card Company. "Good things are happening then, darlin'. Glad to hear that ol' Holiday magic is still at work."

And then there were Marianne and Elena—inside, carrying the weight of summer storms long past, and secrets that stretched across years like invisible threads. Gemma opened her notebook, pen poised above the blank page. She didn’t know what she was about to write—an observation, a story, a warning. Maybe all three. But she knew one thing: this summer wasn’t just fleeting warmth and careless laughter. It was a convergence, a delicate balance of past and present, of choices and consequences.

Her life would be the perfect fairytale, the ones she read as a child. "This was it." Summer thought," he is going to propose to me. I will be his fiance' and his wife in a year or two." This was going to be her fate, sealed. She did not think that this day would come so soon but it was here and the excitement she felt was unexplainable. She could picture the look on Brooks face, she knew Brook had always wanted to date Bobby, but that was a far fetched dream. Soon she would meet his parents, everything will be official and their lives together would begin.

~Liam’s POV~ I woke up because the sunrise was shining right on my face. I slowly opened my eyes to see a woman lying beside me. What the hell! Did I really cheat on Cassie? No I can’t do this, at least not this whore. Her face was covered with her hair and I couldn’t see her face. She slowly turned herself and that’s when I saw her face, it was Cassie! She looked so beautiful. Her delicate skin shone in the sun. But wait, how is she here? I don’t remember a thing.

Summer said that she did not understand. Shean heard Summer typing on her netbook on the table, and she did not care. She could not take her eyes off Randall. He is always inside her mind. That is why, as she writes her novel, he is whom she describes as her novel hero. And damn! It is not because of their deal, but her own imagination made her put him into her stories. It was as if she was obliged to do what she really wanted to do in their deal. And that was something new to her. She felt like Randall was being cheated. She was still writing a perfect hero. Randall is already perfect, so why does he insisted that he is not?