Un Verano Inolvidable Novels & Stories

“You don't have to feel sad, Vee. I'll just be gone for a few days. You wouldn't even know I am gone. Four days is all it is. Trust me. Veronica chuckled and sipped from her wine. “You don't have to b sad, Veronica, besides, we'll catch up as soon as I get back. And don't worry, I'll make sure to bring back a lot of amazing Hawaiian treats," I promised, smiling warmly. Veronica's eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded, twirling her carbonara around her fork. “I am looking forward to it, Vel. Please have a great time, don't worry about me. Don't forget to relax because your body needs it the most." she replied, her voice softening.

Clara’s POV I should have known that some moments are just too perfect to last. If anyone were to ask me to describe happiness, I would have pointed to that evening the warm orange glow of the sun setting as it drips across the plane window, my mother’s beautiful smile glowing beside me, and my brother Liam’s laughter shaking the seat between us. Dad was across the aisle, already dozing off, his newspaper slipping from his fingers. We had just wrapped up a long, sun-soaked summer vacation in Ukulhas in Maldives, and my skin still tasted like salt from the snorkeling we did .

Dad: Malèna! Me: I prefer in the end to stay a year here then return to Kin Mom: your grandfather needs you Me: yes but .. in fact I feel good here Mom: in addition, summer is almost over, we are entering a period of cold Me: I miss winter a bit, you know Daddy: do what you want, I don't know what is keeping you here Mom: I know who it is! Dad: because it's a person ?! Mom: the person who comes often drops her off by car

“No jinxes. Just promises.” --- By the time the sun began to sink behind the hills, Verona turned into something out of a painting. Shadows stretched long and golden, the air filled with the sound of distant church bells. They walked back toward the cottage, talking about everything and nothing — about food, music, how Mia couldn’t make latte art to save her life, and how Fenrak apparently believed he’d win “Verona’s Most Handsome Tourist” if there were such a thing. Back home, Rhea made dinner — simple pasta, fresh basil, and garlic bread. Fenrak tried to help, but his definition of help included burning two slices and eating three before they even hit the plate.

I will never hurt or disappoint them as much as I could. * * * And as I promised myself that I will date Inigo as soon as I came back to Santa Lucia, I spent my whole Sunday with him. We watch a theater play and eat in a fine dining restaurant. We even went to a bowling alley and had fun playing together. At night, he brought me to Hermosa Colina— a famous hill promenade in Calor Del Cielo where we could have a good view of the whole town. The place was indeed beautiful and romantic. The ambiance was serene and relaxing which calmed my mind and emotions.

I’m amazed at how much I miss the scorching heat of the desert, unlike when I never left the hotel here in Switzerland to avoid facing the winter cold. Two days later, we were at the palace, waiting for the arrival of our entire family. This time, Helena would be coming with Laís to spend her vacation, but Adam didn’t want to leave his parents. That gave me many laughs, as Bianca didn’t get her months off from her loud duo.

Beth replied, "Let's go behind my house; there is a stream of water we can play in; it's like only three minutes away! “ ___ When Beth, Sunny, James, and Finn arrived at the stream, they stuck their feet in the water and played around. They splashed each other and laughed as the cool water refreshed them on the warm summer day. Then with a smile, James said, "It's actually pretty nice here." Sunny smiled and agreed, "I love Verona. It's nice to get away from all the apartment complexes and enjoy this sweet piece of quiet." Finn then looked at Beth and said, "So, did you grow up here? “ "I sure did," Beth said with a wink of her eyelashes. " She continued, "It's boring when you live here, and

“Don’t be such a worrywart. We won’t be with them every minute. We could have some fun too.” “It’s supposed to be beautiful there,” Veronica added. “It is,” Julian replied. “White sandy beaches. Blue-green waters. Bonfires in the evening. Boat drinks only a hand wave away.” He made it sound like some kind of tropical paradise or resort. As the royal family’s retreat, maybe that’s exactly what it was. During our conversation, Elva had been playing near the corner of the room. She perked up when she heard us talking about beaches. “Mommy?” she called. “Are we going somewhere?”

A kind of person who will find a way to breeze through the hard times without cribbing too much about it. She walked onto the balcony barefoot and shivered when the cool breeze hit her skin. Santorini had some magic in its air. Veronica took out her phone from the back of her denim shorts and took selfies. She took some pictures, making faces when Aries appeared behind her shirtless and tickled her sides. Veronica giggled, turning to him. “Stop!” She grinned, and her eyes moved to his face. “Something seems different today!” Aries tucked a strand behind her ear.

“Not complaining, but you think you can loosen your arms a little bit so I can breathe?” I laugh, loosening my arms and feel him suck in a deep breath. I close my eyes and, just as I was getting into the bike, he pulls over. I open my eyes and look around. “Where are we?” I ask once Levi pulls off my helmet. The smell of different types of food wafts through the air. I can hear the sound of music. Is that Gypsy Kings? The warm breeze blows my hair back, cooling my damp skin where I had perspired from wearing the helmet in this sweltering heat. “Verano de amor,” Levi whispers in my ear. I frown, I don’t remember much of my Spanish from school, but I could make out a little.