The Beautiful Summer Book Novels & Stories

he rolled his eyes playfully and his smile remained on his face before we fell into another silence. Maybe it was an hour or two when Brye parked outside a building. I looked from the inside of the car. The interiors gave a Victorian Era theme and the name made it obvious that it was a bookstore and a library. I heard Brye get out of the car, making me hold the handle to open the car door but it was locked. I frowned and looked outside to see Brye walking to my side and pressing the button to unlock it and opening the door by himself. I squinted my eyes at him while getting out earning a soft laugh from him, “why are you looking at me like that?” he walked ahead while I only replied with a p

"The pay is supposedly the best in town, and they even issue internship completion certificates." As soon as she finished speaking, all eyes turned to me. Bethany continued, "Prime Works Factory is your family's, right? You'll figure out how to get us in. Once summer break starts, we're heading there. Also, get us cushy positions. You know, the kind where we sit in air-conditioned offices and drink coffee all day." She was the leader of the group. As she spoke, she lifted my chin with the tip of her shoe. Her red lips curled into a sneer, and her gaze pierced through me, as if I was nothing more than a speck of dust.

"Why did they do that?" "Because he is handsome, Nadya. Such is the beauty privilege. But, my dear Nadya is different. She is physically beautiful, her soul is beautiful, her voice is like a bell, and her body smells like an apple. She is Beautiful, and makes me happy," I said. "Don't you want to touch me?" asked Nadya. I was shocked. Why did she suddenly bring up that? "Of course I want to. I want to be one with you, to make our little babies," I said.

A wooden cabin, with flowers surrounding its perimeter, a good view to the mountains peeking from a distance and cherry blossoms surrounding the periphery of the house. Not waiting to be ushered outside, Sheila stepped out of the car as her eyes shone at the beautiful scenery in front of her. Words alone couldn't explain just how beautiful the place was. It's cool breezeway, washing away the city smell and bringing about a relaxing feeling. " Wow! it's beautiful here!" Sheila exclaimed, awed by the picturesque before her. When Sheila heard that Fred was taking her out, all she thought was maybe they would be going to a fancy restaurant or even a beach, this was the last place she thought abo

Both the pre-ruin and the post-ruin, I wasn't ready for any of it. My movements came to a halt when my gaze flitted across the street and landed on the poster of the new Fantasy series I had been waiting on; All the Beautiful Things. It was a trilogy. All the beautiful things are red, All the beautiful things are gold, and All the beautiful things are black. It was more like Romantasy actually. A wide grin crept up my face and I looked sideways, before slipping towards the bookstore even though I knew there was no car in sight. Volxe bookstore.

We're at the beach enjoying the sun, the breeze and the smell of the ocean. "Mamá! Bampás chase me." Atlas giggles showcasing his right dimple, he runs in a circle with Basil chasing him. His red curls bounce with each step and his bright green eyes are happy. Calliope is next to me building a sandcastle, with her dark wavy hair and midnight blue eyes she almost looks exactly like Basil. "Baby how about you go play with Atlas and Bampás." She shakes her head. "No, I stay with sister and mamá." She's stubborn just like her father. A babbling Eleni sits on my lap drooling on her fist.

Alexander’s entire body tensed beside him, his hand already brushing the inside of his coat where he kept his weapon. But Irvine only smiled. “Oh, no need for hostility. I’m just here for a little… reunion.” Her gaze drifted past Lucien, landing on me. And the world fell away. The last time I’d seen that face, it had been pale, cold, lifeless. Now, she looked alive, too alive. Her eyes gleamed with something dark, something almost… beautiful in its cruelty. “Summer,” she said softly, tasting my name like a secret. “How are you?”

He stood up and took five steps to meet me where I stood—frozen still. His gaze moved slowly over my body as he studied me. My fingers trembled at my sides, but I tried hard to hold it in. I couldn’t help but stare at his green eyes. They were mesmerizing. I understood why men wished to be him. He wasn’t just handsome! He was—gorgeous. Even I wished I had such shoulder length white hair. Finally, he spoke, interrupting my thoughts as he grabbed my attention. “She’ll do!” For a minute, I couldn’t understand. My parents’ faces lit up like what he said was worth rejoicing over.

Atticus Two Months Later The hum of the engine is low, a steady rhythm beneath us, blending with the soft slap of waves against the boat. The salt in the air clings to my skin, mixing with the sweetness of her scent. Beatrice sits in my lap, her back pressed against my chest, her hair whipping in the breeze. The sun hangs low on the horizon, turning the sky into golds and pinks. She tilts her head, letting the dying light touch her face, and I swear I've never seen anything more beautiful.

“Please, don’t push yourself.” I look at her and manage a small smile. “I’m fine.” It’s a lie, but I don’t want her scared. She really is beautiful. Not just in the way people usually mean it, but in a way that feels clean and untouched. Innocent. It makes me wonder what kind of world she’s grown up in to still look like this. And it makes me wonder what her connection is to the CCG brothers. And to Daphne. “I’m really happy nothing happened to you,” Summer says softly.