Tasting Summer Novels & Stories

"It's just a couple of simple questions." Helbert moved closer to Sieghal, wiping the nearly dried blood from the corner of his lips. As their proximity increased, Sieghal caught a whiff of Helbert's soft, fresh fragrance, like the scent of the sea in summer. A scent that made Sieghal think of it as an addictive perfume he could never give up. Not just the scent, but Helbert's long hair falling to his shoulders looked incredibly soft. And was that the smell of shampoo? Like ripe, sweet plums, making the silky strands even more dazzling in Sieghal's eyes.

I still wasn't worthy. But I didn't care anymore. Not in a moment like this. When her lips tasted like the sweetest thing. When her breath sputtered as she tried to match my pace. When her heartbeat kept getting faster and faster, the sound caressing my ears like a symphony. And fuck, did I hate classical music. But if this was it... Then I wanted to listen to it over and over again. She stumbled as she shifted, her back pressing against the wall. Her hand left my hair.

Kail whispered, “Your lips taste like summer. Like the hot summer sun and the green forest before the winter comes. I find your scent and taste so exotic.” “… Summer forest? Kail?” When Silje leaned against him and asked, Kail smiled and replied, “Yeah. Lovely summer forest… I still remember the time in my summer home. The birds singing in the forest… The greenness of it all. The sound of the fresh waterfall and the scent of wildflowers.” Kail kissed her again and continued, “When summer comes, let’s go to my hytte. We will wake up to the birds singing. I want to go there with you.”

She shows me a piece of yellow bikini that's extremely eye-catching. "I'm sure you're going to rock in it," I answer with a smile. "Miami chicks, better watch out for your men," she screams her usual lines, forcing a smile out of me, before breaking into a heavy sigh. "Even if I can't have Liam, this has been the best summer ever." Can we not talk about Liam?

I smile when Blake cringes at the sight of me eating the coated milkshake fry. "Well I was not expecting that." He admitted. I rolled my eyes. "It tastes really good." I laughed and pushed another one inside the creamy liquid. When I pulled it out, this time I pushed it towards Blake. "Come on Blake, live a little. Taste it." I urged.

"Joe, my man, didn't expect you to show up in the end. Too bad Gale and I are already done eating. How about we grab a couple of beers?" "You're quite something, Summer, going straight for the alcohol?" "Just a little treat, just a little treat. You and Mr. Wood must have finished eating too, so let's have a drink together to liven things up," Summer replied. Joe looked at her flushed face and the scent of alcohol in her breath, wrinkling his brows in resignation. He did not dislike her alcohol breath; in fact, he found it quite pleasant. "Come on! Waiter, bring another crate of alcohol!" Summer called out.

But come on, there was no way that Summer could have wanted us to come all the way here just because she wanted to poison us. I chewed and swallowed after a few seconds. The food tasted heavenly. And for the next few seconds, I waited to see whether my throat would start closing up and if my breathing would suddenly become heavy but none of that happened; thankfully. I gave Sterling and his brother a side glance and then continued eating. Samuel started to dig into his own food too. “So, um. Why don’t we get down to business?” Summer chuckled as she adjusted her weight on the couch opposite us. “Thought we would have to sit here and play nice for a few more minutes,” Sterling scoffed the wor

Anyway, regarding what happened to Summer before--Well, it suddenly popped up in my mind, the same with them as for that moment, Summer telling us that she loves eating spicy food, so we tested her. Actually, Trisha put something spicy sauce on that sandwich and Summer didn’t know it. So, without knowing, Summer just eat it confidently and proudly. But suddenly, when she was chewing it, she unexpectedly ran towards the comfort room to vomit. After she get outside the comfort room, we noticed on her cheeks it was reddening. Yeah, because she has white skin, that’s why it appeals to her and is noticeable. Jane, Trisha, and Candice were laughing at her while I and Laurene are taking a video of

"O-Of course. We're friends." Satisfied with my response, Bethany finally let go of my arm and followed me inside. I opened the door, but the office was pitch-black. "Dad, these are the friends I mentioned, the ones coming to work here for the summer," I said cautiously. Before I could introduce them, they pushed past me and crowded into the room. "Hello, Mr. Parker. We're here for the summer jobs. May I know what the pay is like? Is ten thousand dollars a month okay? Oh, and I'm not really into factory work. Can I get an office job instead?"