Beach Read Characters Novels & Stories

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.

It’s fun, relaxing, and almost disgustingly romantic. After that, it’s lunch at one of the numerous beach grills. It’s the kind of place that covers the tables in newspaper; Isabella has the best crabcakes of her life and Archibald orders them both strawberry daiquiris that come served in tacky plastic pineapples. After that, it’s a short drive back to Archibald’s beach house.

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.

Avery, Caden, Janet, and Andy stood on the soft, golden sands of the beach. Waves lazily crashed onto the shore, creating a calming music of nature. The sun had only begun to rise, and long shadows extended up to them, who were huddled together as the sea breeze of morning was chilly.

’ 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

Charlie had gotten to know Jessica in a whole new light. She wasn't as vile and shallow as he thought. As the storm clouds approached, Charlie looked at his blue fossil watch. It was already five o clock. The working day had ended but they were far from home. They drove for almost an eternity until they had found the right spot. It was secluded and empty. The beach lay ahead. There were at least seven ships laying on the horizon waiting to dock in the Harbour. Jessica took out her phone and called Rudy. Charlie did the same.

"That's okay." My smile dropped slightly. "How was the beach?" "Pretty good." "You're lucky. The air conditioner at the office had a problem today and it was so hot. It was hard to concentrate since I got a mild headache later." Henry hummed and didn't show any interest in what I was saying. Was the book that interesting or was he trying to ignore me? After a moment of hesitation, I asked, "What happened at the beach?" "We just swam and ate sandwiches that Mom made. Louis and Ryan admired some girls."

"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.