The Summer I Turned Pretty Audiobook Novels & Stories

Rosanna never expected Summer to suddenly change into a different person. Just moments ago, Summer only seemed like a sharp-tongued girl. Yet, the next moment, Rosanna felt like she saw a shadow of Mason behind her. "That's all I have to say. If you like this dress, Mrs. Hunt, you can have it. Phoebe, let's go shop somewhere else," Summer said. The moment Summer took a step back, she turned back into that lively, innocent girl from before. As she brushed past Janice, she even said, "Good luck with your SATs."

Despite it being midsummer, the pear trees were all in bloom, and the ground was scattered with delicate petals, creating a beautiful, dreamlike atmosphere. When she had first agreed to Mitchell's courtship, it had been during the spring, the season when the pear blossoms were at their fullest. But Heather didn't linger on these memories for long. Her gaze shifted to Mitchell, whose intense stare held her attention. Even though she had already guessed some of what had happened from Vanessa's tears, seeing Mitchell in person still took her by surprise. In just three months, Mitchell had turned into a shadow of himself, his once muscular frame now gaunt and unable to even fill out his suit pro

“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

“I know you heard what I said about men mauled at the park. I followed the stench from the parking lot where three of them were watching you, not just one, all of them hungering for you, Summer. “I found them in the park where they usually hunted and I called River to come initiate our own hunt. Which we did. What we found were three savages in the process of transforming into the most dangerous creatures on this earth. And we made a choice. Kill them before they could kill us. Ask me again if I’m a killer.” She wasn’t moving. “They haven’t reached early transformation yet, but I agree with both you and Marla. It will happen within days, maybe hours. Help me with this, Summer.” Her shoulders

She stared at him, intently. “One crazy summer, he exchanged with my place. I was delighted to be free of Cedric’s wrath and Caiden was delighted to meet all of you. He became obsessed of being outside and not only that, he was also obsessed of you.” I bowed down and couldn’t help but clutch my head as I remember those summers I spend with Alex. Did I really do all this with her? Am I really that romantic as a child? I guess, even if I lose all my memory, I am still sweet. I continue listening to my twin and can’t help but bite the straps of my bag so as to endure the pain on my head.

Shit, I'm really unemployed. 'Then I'll pack up and leave now.' Summer turned around and began to pack his bottles and cans. 'You don't have to resign. I think the law firm needs people like you.' Summer's packing hand froze, then turned his head and looked incredulous: 'Really? Do you really think that I am affectionate and righteous? ' 'Don't dismiss you.'

She swallowed hard, trying not to think about what might have been. “And then the house fire… where he swore he heard someone calling for help. Eddie says that those were his last words, an insistence that someone had been in there.” She shuffled back through the yellowed pages, re-reading that part. “The house was supposed to be rented for the full summer, through an agency. But the person who rented it never showed up, and never asked for a refund. It was a cash transaction, so not traceable.” Also not unheard of in those days, before everything was done through apps and online.

In the distance, the faint crackle of a fire could already be heard, and laughter carried on the breeze. I felt my chest tighten slightly at the thought of Gavin and Eben waiting, and I couldn’t help sneaking a glance toward the Miller house. Gavin stood there, adjusting his wet hair, arms crossed, his gaze flicking briefly in our direction before returning to Eben. My stomach did a little flip. “Ready?” Gemma asked, nudging me gently. I smirked, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” Josh was already half-running toward the fire, dragging me along. Gemma laughed, keeping pace beside me, and I felt the familiar thrill of summer rush through me—the warmth of the s

Elliot had never been that sweet and caring. Elliot sent me a furious text, [Wendy, what are you up to! Why are you getting so cozy with my brother?! I'm warning you, think about the baby you're carrying. Don't go overboard! Don't do something dumb just because you're mad about a ring!] I frowned and turned off my phone. Someone needed to tell him that I was not going to marry him, and my child would not call him dad. Just then, Byron stood up, glass in hand, and said, "Today, I gathered you all here to share two big pieces of news. The first is about my oldest son. Starting today, he's officially moving back home from abroad."

SUMMER'S POV I gradually woke up, but yet again in a strange but comforting apartment. I stood up slowly, trying not to a make a sound-my head still throbbing seriously. The air felt so fresh, as I sighed in relief. I began to feed to my eyes. The house was magnificent: high ceilings, soft recessed lighting, a massive king-sized bed that probably cost more than everything I owned. Heavy curtains blocked out the night. A sleek guitar leaned against the wall like it belonged in a magazine spread, books, clean surfaces. Money screamed from every corner.