The Summer I Turned Pretty Wattpad นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Huh? What do I do now? I thought it was just water!" The instant I uttered those words, a fire seemed to ignite inside me, radiating through my whole body. This medication wasn't just fast-acting—it was astonishingly potent. Spotting the restroom close by, I hurried to my feet. However, before I could steady myself, I lost my footing and fell straight into Jerry's arms. His solid chest left me trembling all over. I could barely keep myself upright. I ached for him to pin me down and thrust his fingers inside me.

I asked, deliberately making my voice tremble with disbelief. Zachary dropped all pretense, his tone filled with a victor's gloating. "What do I mean? Well, Summer had my kid just to keep you around as her personal ATM! You spend months at a time stuck down in the deep sea. Of course, Summer gets lonely! Every time you're down here risking your life, I'm keeping her company in that bed you paid for!"

(eg when Damon speaks, the format will be as this: Damon ~ "It was not Ava; it was Amé." Full adaptation is dependent on the popularity of the Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of Gamble With My Heart. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers PS. Gamble With My Heart was a winner in the Chapters Interactive Stories' Writing Contest in 2020. ******************** I open my eyes one by one trying to avoid the bright light that is streaming through the windows. I stretch every perfectly formed muscle in my body. I look on over to the blonde that is spread all over the bed next to me. There is a big smile on my face, and I am feeling great.

Her lips truly were colored a bright red, but whether it was gloss or her natural state, they looked almost wet, and her bottom lip protruded from her beautiful, perfectly symmetrical face, with dark long lashes and sculpted brows, in such a way Beth imagined Sammy wanted to latch onto that lip and suck it into his mouth. Bile rose in the back of Beth’s throat as she took a step back, out of Sammy’s world, toward her parents’ minivan “I said, do you want to know what the problem is, or not? Do you want to keep being the butt of all of the jokes, or do you want me to give it to you straight? You are straight, right?” She giggled after the question, her arms folded below her perky breasts, and

And I’m going to turn everything around. -o0o-

She will definitely be a star beside me tonight. "You are really the best, Elise! You turned a pauper into a princess." I tapped Elise's shoulder. I can't help but smile. Yvee is so beautiful tonight. "And you, my little fairy, let's hurry up. The cameras are waiting for us." I grabbed Yvee's hand and walked outside. "Just smile when everyone is looking at you. Don't talk so you could keep your peaceful life after this. You get it?" I turned to her while I was driving. She is still not talking to me after her transformation. "Is something making you uncomfortable?" I asked her.

Just from those things alone I can’t say I’m confident on how this will end. Summer’s POV: I don’t know how many days it has been, or even if it has been days at all. How did my life come to this? I blame it all on those fucking fat ass humans. If they had never came to the pack. I would be married and carrying Kahi’s pup instead I’m stuck in this hellhole. “My pet, you’re so angry I can smell the scent of your anger from the other room. What has you so angry?” The foul-smelling demon asked. And I shiver at the sound of his deep mincing voice. He has been feeding off of me ever since I got here. I am so weak my wolf can barely keep us alive if it weren’t for her I’m sure me and my pup woul

I said, leaning forward and resting my elbows on my knees, “I used to think white-collar guys were all boring as hell. But you—you're a special kind of uptight. Like, if you clenched your ass any harder, I think time would reverse.” Pretty turned his gaze back to me slowly, calmly, and said, “I will smother you in your sleep with that pillow. And I’ll smile doing it.” My face lit up. “There he is! Roomie bonding, baby!” From outside, the guards walked by again. One of them peeked in, saw me still alive, and muttered, “God help Laurent.” I winked at them. “He’s already in heaven.” Pretty boy went on to pick up a book, muttering something that sounded like “I need bleach.”

SUMMER'S POV I didn’t go home. After Kingsley stormed out of the club, leaving me shaking in that dim hallway, I couldn’t face George’s questions or Clyde’s worried eyes. I texted Amanda instead. She didn’t ask me for details, she just opened her tiny apartment door, handed me a blanket, and let me crash on her couch. I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kingsley’s hurt face, heard his harsh words echoing in my head; You’re gullible, Summer. Dangerously gullible. Or maybe you just enjoy destroying yourself. Which is it?”

“Tell me young one, who turned you?” Caitlin had no idea what he was talking about. She didn’t even know what his question meant. Once again this night, she found herself wondering what the best answer was to give. She hesitated, feeling that whatever she said would have a great impact not just on her safety, but on Caleb’s, too. She wanted to give the right answer for him, but she just didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry,” she said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was never turned. I don’t even know what that means.”