Surviving Summer Ari Novels & Stories

I offered her small smile as Dominic and Rowan led her over to me so she could show me the text message. "Kaydence I don't want to have to fight my friend." I sighed. "I know Autumn." A look of shock appeared on her face and she covered her hand with her mouth. "Oh God Kaydence I'm sorry. Here I am whining about not wanting to fight Aria when you have to fight against your former pack mates and rejected mate. I must sound so selfish." I placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's fine Autumn I understand. I'm sorry you're in this prediciment. It sucks all around." She nodded in agreement. Domin laced his hand in mine.

“Alright.” We cross the yard together, the kids trailing behind us in their own little world. The picnic table sits beneath the wide oak tree, its leaves filtering the sun into a soft gold. I set the watermelon down, slice it open, and start cutting thick, juicy wedges. The scent fills the air immediately—summer, sweet and clean. Loria sits across from me, one hand brushing hair from her face. I pass her a slice, and as she takes it, I ask casually, “How do you feel about cooking out tonight?”

“So what are we going to do?” Lennon asked himself, trying to think of a way to survive this messed up world, the difficulty of their mission went from 0 to 100 real fast with no warning. “We will learn how to survive.” Maya said, moving Noah away from her, after she noticed that he was uncomfortable sleeping in her lap. She already made a plan in her head on what to do and that consisted of hiding and learning how to defend themselves, with Noah being the top priority.

“Told you. You’ve been gone forever!” “I really missed out on a lot, huh?” I murmured, mostly to myself. A part of me felt sad. I missed all these changes—missed so many fiestas, birthdays, random family dinners. But more than anything, I was just… thankful. Thankful that I finally had the chance to see them now. Even if it’s just for a month… I was going to make every second count. I’m going to make the most out of this summer. When we reached home, the familiar iron gates of our house slowly creaked open as Papa pressed the remote. He parked the SUV in front of the house, and I stepped out slowly, letting my gaze linger on the house in front of me.

The summer dress Virginia was wearing didn’t help to calm him down, as the feature it showcased emphasized more of her fresh, ripe figure. ‌ Virginia's attire embraced the essence of summer, reflecting her graceful and elegant demeanor. She donned a flowing, floral summer dress that seemed to effortlessly capture the vibrant colors of a blooming garden. The fabric cascaded gently around her, catching the soft breeze and accentuating her every movement. ‌

They called me a coward. Useless. Said I was a grown man scared of a mountain. A real man pushes himself. If I didn't have that kind of guts, how was I supposed to make Lana happy? They kept at it until my face burned. I snapped and said yes. Now that I think about it, something was off. That mountain—that was the key. I snapped my eyes open, my gaze going cold. "Sadie," I said, locking onto her, "check out Raven Peak. Have the team inspect the summit guardrails—see if anything's off. And I think they had a backup plan on the road. Find out if anyone's been scouting the mountain."

"The smart watch is going to break before the agreement period is even up." "Theo may think he got a new smart watch, but he just got himself a smart pager instead. Poor little thing." … Time passed after that, and soon, it was Theo's summer break. I was just discussing the company's development plans with Austin for the next five years when I suddenly caught sight of the comments once again becoming active. "Damn! I've been paying so much attention to the villains' daily life that I forget we're almost at a crucial point in the main plot!"

"No can do, Your Majesty. You need to give us a direction first. Everyone would only become hungrier if we run around like headless chickens and come back with nothing." No one wanted to die of hunger, and they thought I had a point. So, they turned to Queenie and made the same request. Queenie was panicking, her back drenched in sweat. Then, her eyes lit up. "There's a hill straight east, and the base is covered in mushrooms! We can forage for those! And there's a field further east. It's something the previous survivors left." She smiled smugly. "See? Told you they'd forgive us if you'd just apologize."

When he returned to the chalet, a pot of hot soup, a plate of mashed potatoes, and two white porcelain bowls were on the table. Finn happily waved, "Come here for breakfast." Uri sat down at the table, marveling at Finn's cooking. "You're so good. If it were me, this soup wouldn't be edible." "I had no place to live, always had to run away. I would have died long ago if I couldn't care for myself." Finn scooped up a bowl of soup and set it down in front of Uri. "You eat it, and I'll teach you how to survive in the forest."

“Don’t. You’ll just torture yourself.” Aria’s gaze was distant. “They think I broke him.” “Let them think whatever they want. He’ll rise again. He always does.” Aria touched her belly, the baby’s movements soft beneath her palm. “He has to.” By evening, the air had grown thick and golden, the rain replaced by a sharp, summer heat. Aria stood on the terrace, watching the last light fade. She could almost feel him somewhere out there, hurt, angry, alive.