This One Summer Book Novels & Stories

Evan Shaw was famous for sticking to his principles. He was punctual, followed every rule, and never made exceptions. Yet when it came to going to City Hall to get married to Roxie Foster, he had stood her up eight times. The first time, his former underclassman, Sylvia Young, was returning after eight years abroad, and he had to pick her up from the airport. The second time, Sylvia accidentally burned her finger while cooking. The third time, Sylvia's son got sick. ... This was the eighth time. Once again, Evan didn't show up. He only called in a hurry and said, "Something came up. I'll be there." Roxie watched their number get skipped again and again until the clerk behind the window tappe

Summer Love. I didn't think the summer part mattered. Sure we did fall in love during the summer. That doesn't mean I didn't expect it to last past that. It didn't matter to me that he was Nathan Kalis's school-bad boy. To me, he was just Nathan. The man couldn't go more than ten minutes before demanding a kiss. Who always wanted me to cuddle into him. And who loved listening to me read my books out loud.

“I don’t care for those things. All I do is listen to tribe Alphas complain and cocky Alphas like Blake talk.” Summer paused as she shimmied out of her coat. I stopped stocking the firewood to marvel at her petite dress. It sculpted her figure perfectly. I wanted those legs wrapped around my waist and her silky hair spread on my pillow for a lifetime. “Uh… is Alpha Blake your alley?” she asked. “His Father was. Him not so much.” “Oh, so if anything goes wrong you’re not obligated to help?” Summer settled in front of the fireplace. I sat next to her and took her into my arms. She fit perfectly.

Memories flooded her head and she decided to sit on the stair for a bit. She closed her eyes and drifted of into nostalgia. It was a bright summer's day when Bobby had mustered up the courage to call her his girlfriend. It was the first week in high school and Summer was the emotional punching bag for many kids. As she sat alone at the table, waiting for Bobby to arrive from the cafeteria, a group of girls grabbed her tray and threw it onto her lap. Summer shrieked but she did not say anything. The girls were mean, cruel and nasty. They said so many ruthless things to her that the tears started to stream down her face.

He mindlinked him, and he nodded, sniffing. "What the fuck is going on here?" A familiar voice asked behind them, making Hashmuk let go of Rasmore. The person standing behind them was the person he was crying for, thinking he had left him. It was Kelvin, with a pile of magic books in his hands. He and his friends smelled like they were coming from the sewer.

“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?”

Summer The moment I saw the men, I froze. My eyes locked with theirs, and fear wrapped itself around my heart so tightly that I could barely breathe. There was something terrifying about the way they looked. Their faces held no trace of kindness or humanity. They looked like predators that had finally cornered their prey, and I was that prey.

“He left these for you. Whether you read them or not is your choice.” After a long silence, my hands trembled slightly as I opened the envelope. I had expected pages of words, but the will contained only one request a few short lines. He had donated all of his blood to me. “Summer, you once said that if I ever betrayed you, you’d make sure I would never see you again. Now, it seems we truly will never meet again. Since you hate me so much, then you’d better live a long life.” Tears began to blur my vision.

Benjamin may be an introvert but he does have a taste for luxury things. The family moved every expensive household items they could lay there hand on including kitchen wares and clothes. Lola sat still in her car recording everything from a distance on the camcorder. after about two hours of intense raiding, Jones and others hesitantly exit the premises, Since the Benjamin don't have domestic worker living in their estate, nobody will know if Lola had entered the mansion or not.Lola knew she had to be strong for the sake of her best friend, but she started having feeling that there's more battle to fight to protect Niyola.

I probably look crazy to anyone looking at me, but I can’t wipe the smile from my face as I look around. I swallow back happy tears as I think back to the beginning of the summer. My only friend was Charlotte. I worked all the time and didn’t know what it was like to find a family outside of my own. My eyes skirt over the people that I’ve gotten to know as summer passed by. Some I’m closer with than others, but they’re all people who contributed to the best summer of my life. Charlotte, Jude, Beck, Margo, Emma, Preston, Ryker, Camille, Winnie, Archer, all people I’ve grown closer to.