When The End Of Summer Novels & Stories

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.

"Hang in there, Mr. Canon. It's almost over." The final Monday of the school year. The air in the halls and classrooms of GHS crackled with unspoken potential. This time next week, the annual miracle that was summer break would be here. This time next week, people would be embarking on family vacations, starting new jobs, spending lazy days fishing at Bear Lake, or simply sleeping in and taking it easy. But to lay one's hand on the treasure hoard, first, one had to slay the dragon.

The impending separation of them tugged their hearts. As the sun began to go down, painting the skies in the shade of gold, D'Andre found themselves sitting by the water's edge, letting their friends drink the last bottles of their beers. D'Andre's fingers intertwined with Maiari's, watching the waves whisper their secret to the very end of the shore. “It's been an incredible summer,” D'Andre said, there's a glowing gratitude but sadness is more evident. Maiari smiled, reflections of the hues of the sunset in her eyes. “Yes, it has. But you know, even though the summer is ending, the memories we've made will stay with us forever.”

Olivia said giving a wink at Jeanie. “Hy Olivia.” Mum and Jeanie said. It had become sort of a tradition for our families to organize a barbecue during the summer preferably around the last days. We hosted last year and this year, The Johnson’s are hosting. We gathered around the table having fun, eating and drinking until evening came and Olivia sent me a text on iMessage. Liv: There’s an end of summer party at the beach. Wanna come? Me: lol…. if I say No, won’t you plead and beg until I say yes?.

SUMMER is ending, and that’s a fact. The moment that our new school year begins, it will be the end of our happy days and the start of our doom days. No more lazy stuffs, no more late night sleeps, and no more fun. That’s the meaning of summer’s ending for me. But the fact that we’re going to be a high school students hyped up everyone. They’re hoping that maybe it could be a new and fresh start for everybody. But their wrong. It could be the best, yeah. But it could also be our worst nightmare.

Does she not plan on ever returning back here? “That’s fine with me.” The season typically ends around Labor Day, anyway. Lucy focuses on a group of women walking out to the tennis courts. They all laugh loudly at something their tennis instructor said. She continues to watch them as they make their way to the courts, the sound of their voices and laughter getting further away with each passing second.

I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper. “Then don’t stop,” I whispered. “Keep me.” He groaned and came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, pumping every drop deep inside me as I came one final time around him. We stayed locked together for a long time, breathing hard under the stars. When he finally pulled out, he gathered me in his arms, holding me against his chest. “Summer’s over in three days,” he said quietly. “But I don’t want this to end.”

The peace held. --- The celebration was held at the summer solstice, a year after the final battle. Packs from across the region gathered in the valley where the war had ended, their tents spreading across the plain, their fires bright against the night. There was food and music and dancing, stories told and retold, laughter that echoed off the mountains.

Maybe, I could sell my house and travel to Hawaii–definitely a big no. My body was weak and I couldn't explain just how bitter I felt inside of me. Why didn't I just end the relationship if I wasn't happy with it? Well, you guessed right. He was a silver tongued devil! That was why trying to end it was like squeezing water out of a rock.

This shit has seriously gotta stop. The water sprays over my body, it feels amazing with every cool droplet after the grueling sun out there. Summer is great it brings the end of the school term, the long break but right now the weather seems to get hotter and hotter every year. I used to look forward to the summer so damn much, but now – give me Fall anytime.