The Summer That Melted Everything Novels & Stories

A man like Frank did not deserve it at all. … After a full day of exhaustion, Summer did not know how she managed to swallow that dry, hard bun. Nor did she know how she forced down that bowl of cold water. By the time she returned to the basement, Dora, Fiona, and Mrs. Mendes had already gone back. The instant Summer stepped inside, a basin of water was dumped over her head. Splash. She had been outside on the phone with Frank for a long time, and the cold wind had already drained every bit of warmth from her body.

Summer Margins Six months later, the bite of the winter solstice had completely vanished, replaced by the heavy, golden warmth of a Pacific summer. The slate glass and frost of the rugged coastline were gone, swapped for deep blue water that rippled gently under a brilliant June sun. Down at the Oakhaven Cove marina, the air was thick with the scent of wild sea roses, sun-baked cedar docks, and roasted coffee beans.

I have never seen such a hot summer. The heat fills me all over until my body practically melts. The sun is shining so brightly that it almost obscures the summer blue sky. The air is clear, as only in summer it can be. The colours shine around me. They make me feel as if the moment of ripening and blossoming has arrived, we are in the full bloom of nature and I am here abandoned and alone.

It was a tight, strange cuddle. It felt almost final. Summer pushed carefully away and smiled, she swiftly manoeuvred around her mum and opened the front door, never truly realizing that when she hit the evening air, how relieved she had felt to escape her home. Her thoughts didn’t last long though, as the bus to Ecklemoore Village was approaching the end of her road, and without further delay, summer made a run for it.

a bitch with a price tag remain a bitch! Andrea quickly Munch down her food and tidy up the kitchen in minutes and she wanted to wash her face because It's summer she feel so sticky after cooking

“Are you interested in some props for the Last Day of Summer Fest? We offer free juice and photos on the side.” “When is the day?" “Pardon?” Valentina looked over at her like she was staring at a grade two child. “When is the fest?” Colleen had no idea so she looked to Tobias for help and thankfully, he answered. “21st of this month. A few superstars like Johnny Crane, and Naomi Statham will be in attendance. I would recommend you get a summer hat for the occasion but unfortunately, we’re sold out. So, how about a tee shirt?”

Her breath slowed and the blood drained from her face very fast before she dropped on the floor. “Someone call an ambulance!” And that didn't scare me as much as the blood that began to pool from her. ~End of Flashback~ I guess that's when the hatred for me started. I thought they'd forgotten about it by now and moved since my pack and hers were separated. But we were all coming together to solve the rogue problem again. Summer moved out on the day of the funeral because she couldn't stand the sight of a 'murderer'. She'd changed so much. I mean I hadn't seen her for over six years. Where was I?

She had believed him and that meant something. Then Bill was mysteriously locked in a walk-in freezer during a building inspection, for so long he almost passed out from hypothermia; everyone had somehow been far enough away that they couldn’t hear him, and the freezer was so well insulated, even though he’d hammered at the door so hard his knuckles had split open, it wasn’t until someone came to get something for the catering business that used it that they realized he’d been stuck in there. It had been ruled an accident, where the handle had supposedly broken, but Bill swore it had been tampered with.

He was convinced he would die that night. His feet got tangled in his net. The strong waves made it impossible for Carl to free himself, and he drifted, battered by the waves, losing control. In his resignation, Carl saw something glowing swimming toward him. It weaved gracefully under the water, with a blueish glow, looking beautiful. When it got closer, the creature's hand reached for Carl, but it wasn't like a human hand. Between its fingers were delicate webs, and its nails were long, like claws that seemed capable of tearing through anything. It cut the net, rope entangled around his leg.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.