The Summer I Turned Pretty Book Novels & Stories

“I’ll give you a hundred bucks if Dick Balsac is under the age of sixty-five. I’m going to be delivering this box to a crazy old man who probably has a collection of blow-up dolls he has conversations with.” “Whatever you do, don’t step inside for a cup of tea,” Vi advises. “That’s how you wind up in a hole in the backyard rubbing lotion on your skin before someone makes a suit out of you.” “Sage advice.” “Go deliver the box,” Vi demands. “Your life is boring. This is literally the most interesting thing to happen to you in forever.” “It is not!” I protest even though I know she’s right. You’d think that being the daughter of the President of the United States would be inherently interesting

THE SUMMER I LOST MY ‘V’ CARD DISCLAIMER Dearest Lanee Reader, This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is purely coincidental and unintentional. This book and all its content are protected. No part of this work may be reproduced, transmitted, electronically transferred, or distributed in any form without the express written permission of the author. Unauthorized use may result in legal action. Every word in here means something to me, please respect that.

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

Evan Shaw was famous for sticking to his principles. He was punctual, followed every rule, and never made exceptions. Yet when it came to going to City Hall to get married to Roxie Foster, he had stood her up eight times. The first time, his former underclassman, Sylvia Young, was returning after eight years abroad, and he had to pick her up from the airport. The second time, Sylvia accidentally burned her finger while cooking. The third time, Sylvia's son got sick. ... This was the eighth time. Once again, Evan didn't show up. He only called in a hurry and said, "Something came up. I'll be there." Roxie watched their number get skipped again and again until the clerk behind the window tappe

CRAZY DAY I was dumbfounded, I stood there looking like the most precious thing in life has been taken away from me, wait.. did my mom just seize my phone? For crying out loud, how did we get here ?. I had to calm myself down that I wasn’t going to react. So I sat on the bed, just looking. “This is what you get when you’ve refused to behave” Rain said And the only person I want to hear her voice saying trash is Rain, girl just shut the fuck up.

And somehow, that cuteness never faded. On the bookshelf, something catches my eye — a big, thick book. Curiosity gets the better of me, so I reach for it and pull it down. It’s heavier than I expect. When I flip it open, I freeze. It’s a photo album. I sit down on the edge of the bed with it in my lap, flipping through the pages to ease my nerves. Childhood photos of Baekhoon fill the first half — adorable snapshots of his younger days. Then come the teenage years, and I have to pause.

I turn in time to see Summer holding Shelia's hand with a weird expression and Shelia watches her with the same. My aunt steps in before Summer can say anything else. "Sorry about my daughter, she says things like this sometimes. You see, she's a star fey." Shelia grins. "You're a really life fey, that so cool but then you can't turn into a wolf? " "Yeah, wolves are animals anyway, very digusting animals..." Summer notices her mistakes and wears a nervous smile. "Well, some of them are." Summer laughs out, nervously. If she didn't say that then my aunt would have grounded her. Summer then wears a serious expression as she turns to Shelia fully.

THE MASSIVE TURNAROUND Ryan lay on his bed, his mind racing with thoughts. He couldn't believe what he had just heard from Mrs. Williams. It was as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He was finally free from the shackles of the Williams family. Ryan lay on his bed with a smile on his face. He was happy about the conversation he had just had with Mrs Williams. He felt like he was out of the prison he had been put in. Now, all he needed to do was wait for a day or two before he told them that he had gotten a new job.

She only replied when Summer called her. "Huh? Mrs. Quigley? How did you… turn into this?" Shock was written all over Lexi's pretty face. Summer looked like the girl-next-door type. She had worn a pleated skirt when she had gone into the room. But when she came out, she had transformed into a poised lady. It was indeed rather hard to believe.