The Summer That Melted Everything Novels & Stories

“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.

Melanie had said, "You've always wanted to see the snow in your dad's hometown, right? The colonel says I'll be transferred to the northern military district in six months. When you go to Valmore College, we can go see the snow together and walk through it until we grow old." At the time, I was so moved I almost cried. It was clear now that it was only ever my dream, and mine alone to realize. I stayed by the sea until dawn before finally heading home.

Calix checked the surrounding area twice before finally deciding it was safe enough to stop for the night. Leo, meanwhile, had somehow already started complaining, “My feet are frozen.” Victoria looked up from where she sat dramatically wrapped in two blankets, “You are literally a Winters.” Leo frowned, “And?” “And winter is apparently your whole personality.” “That’s a bit judgmental don’t you think?” “You grew up in snow.” “I can still be cold.” Cedric looked over from the fire. “You used to sleep outside.” “That was different.” Calix barely glanced up. “You climbed into frozen rivers.”

The completely agonizing, entirely heart-wrenching, entirely massive complication of Maverick. It entirely, completely all began to absolutely melt entirely away completely under the intense heat of the club. For the very first time in absolutely seventy-two completely exhausting hours... I actively didn't completely think entirely about messy platinum hair. I entirely didn't completely think about the absolutely intoxicating, completely overwhelming smell of winter pine. I absolutely didn't completely think about the massive, entirely heavy weight of the magical fated mate bond. I actively, completely just felt entirely, wonderfully, and absolutely free. But the entire universe...

He wiped at it, sending tiny droplets of water across his desk. “What the-” he jumped back, flinging the picture on his desk, where it flipped. Written in very neat, clear handwriting. The same handwriting that was on the small pieces of paper, were two words: Chaidou Forest. He picked up the picture and turned it back around. This time, he shook the image vigorously and felt his stomach lurch as tiny snowflakes fell out of the picture. He quickly pushed the pin back into the tiny hole in the picture and placed it back where he’d found it. He took measured steps out of the office, closing the door behind him. Without another thought, he threw on the black coat from the hospital once more, gr

Patrick replied. After dinner they took a walk on the beach. The sky was dark, there were very few stars in the sky and no moon. Summer broke down and cried in her father's arms and he comforted her. "Let it all out." Patrick patted her hair." Tomorrow you will be a new person, leaving all your heart ache behind. Bobby Styles will wish he had never betrayed you." Summer sniffled and wiped her tears. A smile spread across her lips. Her father was right. She was going to re invent herself and come back better than ever.

She managed to send Ava one last, faint voice message, her voice barely a whisper: “Ava… I’m so tired… But I still want to block this last attack for you…” Ava burst onto the hospital rooftop, fighting through the snow, and found Summer unconscious on the ground. A fresh, shallow cut marked her wrist, and the blood bloomed on the white snow like a shocking red flower. Ava collapsed beside her, holding her tightly, weeping uncontrollably. “Summer… I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry…” Her voice was hoarse, tearing her throat, the melting snow and her tears soaking both of them.

☆☆SUMMER’S POV☆☆ 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 The drive back to Hayden’s apartment feels like drowning in silence, except my brain apparently didn’t get the memo. It is screaming like crazy. The city lights smear across the windows, neon bleeding into shadows like the world is melting—a perfect reflection of my disaster of a life. Everything’s a fucking mess. And surprise, surprise—I’m the common denominator. Again. And again. And again.

Chapter V: Memories It was a little blurry and muddled but Ren was sure it was a tiny memory of long back then. It was from one of his adventures as a rebellious child, he’s small though. He likes to escape and sneaks out of the house whenever the babysitter has fallen asleep, but Ren is a good little kid you see, he always makes sure to be back before they notice he’s missing. It was near winter, the remnants of autumn season was slowly fading and the wind began to get more chilly in the morning and every night. Although not cold enough to puff a smoke when talking.

His grip was so tight that his knuckles turned white. “Summer, I’m sorry. Please don’t leave me.” I looked down and saw the new scar on his wrist. It was deeper than the last one. “Dr. Summer!” The neighbors tried to pry his hand away, but it wouldn’t budge. His eyes fluttered open in a daze, with frozen moisture at their corners. No one could tell whether it was melted snow or tears. By then, everyone could tell that he and I were far from strangers. “Summer…”