The Summer I Turned Pretty Wattpad นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Yet somehow… my mind still drifted toward a stubborn eighteen-year-old girl with pink bandages and reckless eyes. Ava. Even after three days away from her, she still found a way into my thoughts like she belonged there. And that was the real problem. I exhaled sharply and grabbed the whiskey bottle from the table, pouring another glass. Outside, Pasadena glittered beneath the night sky. Beautiful. But inside the hotel suite, I already knew the truth. This summer was becoming dangerous in ways I never expected.

Make something up. “That burger looks yummy.” i squeak. Stupid. Finally Ginger snapped out. “Summer is that you?” i tap on the table and put my back on the chair. “yup.” Ginger kept her mouth open. A few seconds later she screamed. “Oh my god! Summer! Da hell happened to you? when did you become from an ordinary tomboy to a hot somebody?” Ginger kept on asking me questions. I knew this was hapening. I looked towards Dalons side, he was laughing at something his friends said then he looked to my side and smiled, giving me thumbs up. i turn my head.

I intertwined our hands. I'll really love to be there. ~~~~ Who's dying to read the therapy session scene? I'm sorry if this chapter is boring, it gets better I promise. How are you guys spending your summer? I_am_ifeee

Memory of the Past As summer gave way to autumn, patrol duties became even more dreaded for me. Both inside and outside of the safehouse, the air became more chilly. The insulation in this room was a complete farce. I let out a long, exasperated groan as I burrowed further into the heavy blanket that had been put over my shoulders. Anya, who was seated against the wall to my left and reading a book, had a grimace on her face. It was one of mine, and it was one of the few items Mom had managed to take with her when she left with Thomas during the Takeover of the apartment building. It was my copy of Twilight, which was one of my favorite books back when I believed that supernatural entities w

Chapter 7 Summer's POV The whole world turned dark as soon as Amelia ran back to the castle, I knew there was nothing on this earth that I could do that'll stop her from showing whatever she had to Jackson, this was deeper than I thought. I hoped that Jackson wouldn't do something that we all would regret as time goes on.

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Summer said, a sly smile crossing her face Hattie barked a laugh “And the once innocent, loving girl finally starts to turn….” “I said enough!” Summer yelled and threw her hands up to lift Hattie into the air and throw her. Hattie went crashing into the tress knocking her unconsciousness. Summer stood there breathless and shocked As her senses returned, she felt the harshness of the rain hitting against her skin. Summer shook violently with the sudden realisation of what she had got herself into. She didn’t look back at Hattie’s unconscious body as she ran away out of the park and into the blackness of night, following her supernatural senses to the perpetrators of the Royal park slaughter

Not ever. Summer sat by the window, staring out into the darkness. The cold breeze from the open window brushed against her skin, but the chill in the air was nothing compared to the unease gnawing at her chest. Hilda had just left for the night, and now she was alone, consumed by thoughts of what Jessica was planning. Her mind couldn't settle, turning over the conversation she'd overheard earlier. Jessica's words echoed in her mind—When the foxes leave tomorrow, Summer will go with them.