Another Day In Paradise Book Novels & Stories

Chapter — Cheryl’s POV Home Again We stayed one more day in the private resort. One perfect, undisturbed day where the world didn’t exist — just me and Aiden wrapped up in each other, in whispers and promises, and kisses that never seemed to end. He spent the entire day worshipping me. Literally.

The grand Empress sighed a heavy breath and closed off the book. It had been a complete day since she was engrossed into the book and had finished only one life. The book was entitled as “7 days and 7 lives” which meant that there were still 6 pending for her to come across. She was already baffled and emotionally unstable at the moment witnessing all the Chaos that Trinity had been through all her life which had been engraved on the muffled pages of that heavenly book.

Then, unexpectedly, she was diagnosed with a terminal illness requiring a bone marrow transplant, and Levi had the entire company tested for compatibility. I turned out to be the perfect match. Suddenly, I was promoted from intern to executive assistant, and Levi started showing me special attention. Never having dated before, I fell for his warmth and kindness. I agreed to donate bone marrow to Gina, but afterward, they would not let me leave. Levi said that as Gina's lifesaver and lifeline, I had to stay close to them. In exchange, he promised to give me the best life possible and bring Mom from our small town to the city.

"What the hell are you reading?" Simon glanced at the front page. It had an erotic graphic. "I started reading one of Adolpha's books earlier. I kind of found it on her bed when I went to her room to look for her but she wasn't there. Anyways, I started reading this incredible book. It is about a girl who had a one night stand with a stranger. Ran away with his money and car the next morning when she woke up and fled the city. Three years later, she came back to that same city just to find out that the man she is going to work with is the man she had a one night stand with three years ago." "Whoa. That is crazy. First of all, the author of this book wrote it at a fast pace."

He was kissing my neck hugging me and then cooed me as I slowly fell asleep. The next morning my heat started again and my days in paradise felt like they were turning into an eternity.

Two days later Kirsten Herrington POV My sister’s wedding reception was a complete bust. I spent most of the day texting plane girl. She kept texting me facts and I kept trying to find it. I finally found her book two days ago. its really romance and no one has died yet, but I kept on it. It was about a couple meeting in a club they had sex, like really steamy sex. God the way she described it, I couldn’t help myself. I was half chub at the thought of doing that with her. she’s very descriptive and almost leaves nothing to the imagination.

It would only keep me close to a life that had already ended. London was gray and wet when I landed. The first evening, I sat on the edge of the bed with my coat still on, listening to rain tap against the window. For a moment, I missed home so badly I almost couldn't breathe. Then my phone lit up with an email from Caroline West. Welcome to London, Nora. Get some sleep. We start Monday. Caroline ran the London office of a crisis communications firm. Two years earlier, after we worked together on a difficult corporate case, she had offered me a position.

Now, I had sold it, fifteen years of memories, the last piece of the life I used to have, all for eight hundred dollars. I stared down at the bills in my hand and took a slow breath. From now on, Lyra, you live for yourself and just yourself. … Two years passed in a blur. After leaving New York City, I settled in a small town and found work at a local barbecue restaurant. It wasn't anything fancy, but with my history and my condition, it was probably the best job I could hope for. Most days, only two people worked there. The owner hadn't wanted to hire me at first. Then she accidentally saw the fading bruises on my arms. Something softened in her eyes.

After hesitating for only a single second, he crouched down and took off Chloe’s shoe. “Don’t move. Let me rub it for you.” There wasn’t even a red bump on Chloe’s ankle, whereas I was convulsing all over from the intense agony. Yet, Greg’s eyes were focused entirely on her. Even though my chest was unbearably hot, I felt as though I had plummeted into an ice cellar. Cold tears slid down from the corners of my eyes. Eventually, the fire finally died out. After catching a glimpse of the skin that had been burned beyond recognition, everyone’s faces turned pale, and they couldn’t bear to stay any longer.

I squinted and gave the bomb expert a half-smile. "There’s no need to waste time with words.” "Just do your thing, and quick." He nodded and got down to business with his tools. I licked my back teeth. Great. Now of all times I was dying for a smoke. The afternoon in Safrana? It was blazing hot. I had been standing in the blazing sun for what felt like an eternity, and it seemed like the sun was trying to cook me alive.