The Summer I Turned Pretty 2 Novels & Stories

I told him I was a high school student and would be sitting for the SATs in a year. He smacked his head and said, "My son sat for the SATs last year and left all his notes at home. Will they help you with your studies?" … Half a month later, Mr. Stone was discharged from the hospital. He headed home and dug out a bag full of notes before bringing them to my school. After finishing my assignments for the day, I went through the notes. The owner's handwriting was steady and restrained, yet also graceful and flowing. The notes were neatly arranged, and I couldn't help admiring the unique charm the handwriting contained.

Then, Wendy swiftly made her way outside. Joanna was stunned for a second before she took off after Wendy. The car quickly parked in front of the villa. Then, the door swung open, and a graceful and elegant figure stepped out of the car. It was Shanel Summers, the heiress to the Summer family in Glimstone City. The Summer family had been observing quite substantial growth over the past few years. Eventually, they became as powerful as the Hansen family. As far as her parents were concerned, Shanel was the treasured and beloved child of the family. They even publicly declared that they would be giving away half of the family assets to her as a wedding gift when she got married.

Everyone was speechless as they listened to their conversation, having lost the ability to discern what was true and what was not. Suddenly, Yara appeared. "Ivy, where have you gone? What's taking you so long?" Ivy happily shouted, "Yara, Raine's also in Bloomington." "Oh, Raine's in Bloomington, and she didn't tell me?" Everyone was unsettled when they saw Yara, the princess of the domestic entertainment industry. They might not know Ivy, but they would find it difficult not to recognize Yara. Miles Norman, the President of Harmony Entertainment Media, adored her. She was basically at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry!

Suddenly, all these favorite dishes of mine seemed to taste like ash. Setting down my cutlery, I gazed right at George and ignored the stabbing pain in my heart. Then, I said in an icy tone that I had never used before, "George Sunther, who gave you the right to make that decision for me?" With that, I no longer had any appetite and left for my room. I decided I was moving out tomorrow. Through the door, I could hear the sound of George's phone ringing. "Don't worry, Winnie, I'll get Mary to agree. You just need to focus on becoming the most beautiful bride in the world. I believe in Mary's feelings for me. She's just throwing a tantrum now, so I simply need to mollify her a bit more."

“Oh my, you’re so devoted. Willing to sacrifice yourself just to see me ruined here, all to secure a future for your precious little angel? “This is the warning Shawn gave me, isn’t it? You two had already planned to share her at this point, right? How revolting.” I lifted my skirt, wiping the blood from his face, dragging it across until the pale fabric was stained with blotches of red. Then I left him there, running toward the darkening sky and into the grand auditorium. From a distance, the sound of a soft piano drifted out of the auditorium. It was the same piece Linda had played in my previous life. Debussy's Clair de Lune. She sat at the pure white piano on stage, wearing a silver cock

"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?"

the guy said, handing over the tray. “Oh... thank you,” I said, taking it from him. I brought it back into the room and set it down. After eating, I took a bath and changed into my favorite peach floral gown. It was detailed and soft like wearing a little bit of sunshine. I climbed back onto the bed and started watching The Summer I Turned Pretty. I was hooked. And for the record I was totally Team Jeremiah. About an hour later, the door opened. Blake walked in, holding a small bag.

Over summer break, right after graduation, my parents, Stuart and Rachel Powell, decided the whole family would take a road trip together. But the moment I hauled my suitcase up to the car door, Mom's hand shot out to stop me. "There's no room. Maybe you should just sit this one out." She glanced back at the seat behind her. "Aiden doesn't want you along, either. He's not feeling well right now, so give way to him." My knuckles went white on the suitcase handle, and my throat turning bitter. Aiden was the biological son they'd lost years ago and only just found again. Ever since he came back, everything that used to be mine had gone to him. Slowly, I'd been pushed to the margins of t

With just seven days left until the college entrance exam, the high school's PA system suddenly crackled to life during the morning break. “My name is Lily Smith. I’m a senior. Before I graduate, I’d like to confess my feelings to my crush.” Inside the classroom, every eye instantly locked onto Jack. The room exploded into rowdy cheers and teasing. Jack felt his face burn as his heart hammered against his ribs. After all, he had spent three whole years cracking jokes to help his childhood friend, Lily, overcome the deep dark pit of her depression. On her eighteenth birthday, she had even initiated their first kiss. “You were the light that pulled me out of the darkness. I hope that once

At two in the morning, my sister, Paige Boyce, paid men to smash up my barbecue stand. I fought to make them stop, ignoring the embers that scorched blisters into my skin as they landed. It was the first time in my life I'd ever raised my voice at her. "After Mom and Dad died in that plane crash, this stand paid for four years of your college education and helped you become a flight attendant for Golden Crest Airlines," I said. "Are you really going to destroy the only thing keeping us alive?" Something flickered in her eyes, a flash of reluctance, but she steeled herself and scoffed. "I've told you a hundred times to get rid of this dump of a stand, and you never listen. Do you want m