The Summer I Went Wild
By Serena Heart
SYNOPSIS
Charlotte Brown is a typical teenager who wants to please her mom and get into Harvard. But life sucks and things don't always go to plan.
Her best friend, Maddy, and her sister suggest a summer beach trip they used to have as kids to cheer her up. Yet, things quickly go south when she meets Landon Gray—the guy her sister used to date, the guy who broke her sister's heart, the guy she used to have a crush on.
And, worst of all, he was looking a lot hotter and utterly forbidden.
At first, she hates him, but that hatred soon sours and turns into something else. She tries to fight it off, to fight him off, but the passion only catches her up in flames. What happens next is something she never thought she'd be doing, but how could she have stopped it, when he brings out the wild side she thought she never had.
Nope, it doesn't end there because she falls madly in love with him, but the future of a love story for she and Landon looked bleak. Unlike the romance book she read or the reassuring words he whispered when he made love to her.
Their love story might have been possible if they lived in an alternate universe where she met Landon Gray and he fell in love with her first. However, this was real life; if there was one person she loved more than herself, it was her sister.
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Excerpt
It’s a sunny Friday morning in the heart of summer, and while others might disagree, there’s something about mornings like these that always makes me feel it’s the best season of all. Except for today. The email I’d been waiting for, with breath held in anticipation, finally arrived. And, of course, today was the day I had to be rejected. That’s right—they rejected me. What would Mom say if she found out? I couldn’t bear to tell her. Dinner would be here soon, and I knew she’d ask if I’d heard from them yet. How could I even look her in the eye? Dinnertime was a special time for my family. Every 7 PM, the family gathered in the dining room. We’d start with grace, then relax and bond like family. Mom’s work kept her busy, forcing Dad to implement a 7 PM rule: no devices, only family time for discussion. So yeah, there was no escaping mom. I liked that, as a kid, we’d sit around the table talking about school, friends, and whatnot. But now, sitting here with shaky legs and sweaty, clenched palms, it was my least favorite moment of the day. Arguably, of the year. Blue eyes, wild and curious, stared at me from across the table. Mom’s fingers tapped at the polished wood, a steady rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. She was waiting for an answer I didn’t have. “Charlotte, I’m waiting for you.”
