The Summer That Melted Everything Novels & Stories

“You say that now, but I bet once summer hits full swing, you’ll be wishing you were outside with the rest of us. Trust me, it gets worse before it gets better.” Melissa laughed from the front seat, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulder as she glanced at me through the rearview mirror. “I think she’s just hoping to survive the next few months without turning into a red shrimp.” As we drove through the streets, I couldn’t help but think about what the summer would bring. Jeremy’s birthday was coming up, and that meant everything was about to change for us. The goddess would finally confirm our bond, and our lives would shift in ways I couldn’t even imagine. It was both thrilling and

River continued, no less enthusiastic. "Well, Antarctica is actually an ice continent. There's only a small part of it that isn't covered in ice or snow. But now, it's expanding," Sky explained. "Does the melted snow mix with the dirt and become mud? Is that why Mommy and Daddy are wearing boots?" Summer zoomed in on one of the photos on the phone. She pointed out how deep the mud her parents were walking in was. "It looks slippery and sticky." "And smells," Louis added, making the kids' eyes widen.

She didn’t believe in herself and it was a pity. I wished she could see herself through my eyes. Every night, Jade slept in my bed. I loved having her warm body next to mine. Every night, the snow stormed outside, and it didn’t look like it was going to let up any time soon. By the fourth day, the snow finally started to melt. The summer was still here, and the Sun had come out, bringing enough warmth with it so that the snow melted fast enough to be gone by the end of the week.

I picked up the necklace, feeling the cool touch of the diamonds seep through my fingertips and go straight into my chest. I covered my mouth to stop myself from crying out loud, but tears still slipped down uncontrollably. Footsteps rang out behind me. I whipped around. Caden stood frozen in the doorway, holding a glass of water. He saw the necklace in my hand and the tears on my face. His entire body went rigid. Crash. The glass slipped from his hand and shattered across the floor, splashing warm water over the legs of his pants. Still, he didn't move. He simply stood there like a weathered stone statue, all the color drained from his face.

He did not bother to do it himself. This idiot, who had lost her memory, did not leave the mansion all year. He was certain that she would not be able to survive without him! It was snowing in Sea City. Summer did not have the time to grab a jacket, and she was barefoot as she tried her best to flee. Jasper was never her God. He was the devil. It was very cold this winter. Summer was curled up in a corner. Her feet had cracked because of the cold, and blood was seeping out of the cracks. She did not know if she could survive this winter but if she did, she wanted to leave this place with her baby.

she said tersely and marched off. With Sasha's absence, I was swamped with work. About thirty minutes later, when I had just finished typing some reports for the next day, Summer arrived. My fingers clenched over the documents I was holding and I was about to look the other way and completely ignore her, but what she was wearing caught my attention and I stared. Summer was wearing a large trench coat that made it quite obvious that she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. She gave me a simpering smile on her way to Dimitri's office.

“I invented routines.” “I counted.” “I forgot numbers.” “I started again.” “I talked to versions of people who disappeared before they could answer.” “I made imaginary birthdays.” Elena started crying. Julia’s voice hardened. “Don't cry like that.” Elena wiped her face. “Okay.” “I don't need proof you feel bad.” “Okay.” “I need you to remember that I liked mint chocolate chip.” Elena froze. Something cracked inside her. A summer afternoon. Two girls. Ice cream melting down their wrists.

Crying as she confessed her mistakes. “Yeah, right! You deserve it. You’re now reaping the fruits of your dirty seeds.” After saying that, Kattie marched away. She even bumped against her when Kattie passed in front of her. She restrained Summer when her friend attempted to scratch Kattie. “You? What else are you looking at? Stop taking videos!” Summer was furious by those who kept gossiping, watching, filming and having a feast with what happened. She no longer cared around. She also wants to lose interest in the world. All she really wanted was to leave and hide in her cave.

[The Red Bridge] The drive away from the melting monastery felt like fleeing the end of the world. The SUV cut through the alpine fog, its tires churning through a slurry of white ash and silver runoff. Inside the cabin, the silence was a living thing—heavy, suffocating, and charged with the residual electricity of Dante’s transformation.

It was the sound of a soul slowly finding its way back to the surface. "She is remembering the taste of the sun, Mommy," Maya’s voice echoed in my mind. My daughter was sitting a few yards away, her bare feet buried in the silver veined soil as she communed with the Stone Sister. "The ice is melting, but the ground beneath them is still heavy with secrets."