Romans & histoires Beach Read Characters

Charles POV I walked around the beach making sure everything was set for the beach party. Tomorrow is going to be our last day in Hawaii so I need to make it memorable for them. The drink was all chilled, both the coconut juice, orange juice,e, and the liquors. The small chops were all nearly fried in a small covered transparent glass tray. A lots of seafood was also available like prawns, crab, lobsters, and barbecue fish too. In total, there's no food that you want that you won't see there. I waited for the band members who were coming to play for us, and they should have been here already. Minutes later, their car drove in, and I went to meet them to exchange a few greetings with them whi

For the first time in weeks, I felt something inside me loosen. Nico ran ahead the second we reached the beach. He had a small red bucket in one hand and immediately started collecting shells with the kind of focus usually reserved for bomb disposal. Chiara sat on a blanket reading while pretending not to watch him every two seconds. Marcus stretched out beside her in sunglasses, looking exhausted but almost relaxed. Kai had already wandered off toward a row of food stands near the harbor because he claimed beach food was always terrible and he intended to fix that problem personally. Elena stood near the waterline with her shoes in one hand, staring out at the sea with a look I could not qu

Her words raced through his mind, he was too nice, too considerate, he was boring. Norah and Marella returned to the party and sat down on beach chairs across from him and Hanson. Marella caught his gaze and looked down guiltily, she at least appreciated nice guys. Norah crossed her legs and gave him a glimpse of her nudity underneath. “Damn, when did Beaver get to town?” Hanson coughed his laugh out at Marcus’s words who sat down next to Kelley. “Shit, Marcus.” Hanson was laughing loudly now and Norah looked over at them.

I slipped my hands into my pants pockets and made sure to eye both Deza and Riley. "I'm going to read a good book on the beach. You?" Deza pulled off her sunglasses and cleaned them on her T-shirt. "I'm not sure. I don't want to be alone. I know that." I glanced toward Riley. "How about you, pretty girl?" "I'm not sure. I think I'll walk the beach and look for seashells. Charlotte collects them, so taking a few back to her would make up for being gone." "Charlotte, as in Jade?" I smirked as she laughed. It was the first real emotion I'd seen from her in days. "Can I come with you?"

The murmuring or whispering of the waves in the water is a very relaxing sound to the ears. Riffen, Doris, Vidor, and Edna were the four people who were charged with the responsibility of carrying a variety of stuff to a property that was located on the seaside. Edna was taken aback to see such a beautiful beach in such close proximity to her, and Doris was uneasy due to the fact that she had spent the most of her life in this location, which was both her childhood home and her current residence. - Wow, Doris, this place is so beautiful, I can't believe this is your hometown.

’ I exclaimed without further comment. I found Sasha on the beach when we left the spa. He was propped up on his elbows on a towel in his black speedo reading a book. His skin had darkened from the two days spent in the sun. He had an extra towel set down next to him and a small icebox. Misha was smoking not too far off, while Dmitry was swimming in the sea further away. I made my way over to Sasha as he looked up smiling radiantly at me. To my horror, Rebecca plopped herself down on the towel next to him wearing a skimpy string bikini and not leaving much to the imagination. He furrowed his brow at my expression but looked over to Rebecca as she placed her hand on the back of his thigh. He

"I remember the voice..." "But I can't remember the face." The White Book floated between them. Golden words slowly appeared across its pages. The face was erased... ...to protect the story. The First Reader lowered his head. "So the sacrifice reached even that far." The doorway leading to the Silent Shore widened. The white mist slowly cleared. For the first time... they could see what lay beyond. An endless beach stretched beneath a pale sky. The sea was perfectly still. No waves. No wind. Thousands of abandoned books rested upon the silent sand.

He suspended his fishing and left the gear at the door. Rebecca sat down on the sofa with Zita beside her. Zita was pleased with the warm welcome she got but she felt a little nervous. Hilda did her best not to make Catherine to cry. Catherine on other hand, enjoyed being held by her grandmother. She didn't make a peep. "She looks so beautiful." Hilda complimented, "She has your eyes, Becky-hazel. And look at her little arms." Hilda looked forward at her husband, who stood at the door.

Jason's dying father has a special last request for his son. Enjoy.. ****** I leaned against the railing of the deck and taking a sip of my beer, looked out across Easton's beach. By far the largest beach in Newport and the only one that had cabins for rent, it was still fairly crowded despite the fact it was after eight o'clock. I heard a female voice call out "cheers" and looked over to see an extremely attractive blonde walking with an equally hot brunette. They were both holding bottles of coke that I'm sure were spiked and when they saw me looking; hoisted them at me.

Angela replied, her mind clearly elsewhere. Noah sat on a woven mat at the beach, her eyes glued to the pages of a novel. The environment was serene and peaceful, with the gentle murmur of waves providing a soothing backdrop. The rhythmic ebb and flow of the water created an almost hypnotic effect, enhancing the beauty of the day. Nearby, two girls strolled by, their animated conversation breaking the silence. "Right here is fine. I'll get sunburned," one of them said, pointing at a spot where they could lay their mat.