Novel & Cerita Beach Reads And Bubbly

DAMIAN The sweet flowery scent that the wind brings to my nose tells me it’s Scarlett coming towards me as I stare at the blue skies that mirror the colour of the vast ocean in front of me, reclining on the sun lounger, under an umbrella tucked firmly into the caramel beach sand that spans the expanse of the shore. I keep my eyes ahead, watching a few other guests surfing in the wave ahead. I have a glass of beer beside me and I smoothly toss my cigarette a few metres away.

Maya couldn't help but giggle, and she followed him out of the store. As they walked towards the beach, hand in hand, Maya felt a wave of peace as she sank into the beautiful view. The beach was a sight to behold. The sand was a perfect shade of white, and the waves were a deep blue, sparkling in the sunlight. The sky was a clear, cloudless blue, and the sun was shining brightly. A gentle breeze was blowing, carrying the scent of saltwater and the sound of seagulls cawing overhead. The beach was dotted with colorful umbrellas and sunbathers, and Maya could see families playing in the water, building sandcastles, and having a good time.

With its stunning beaches, vibrant culture, and lively music, Rio was a city that promised adventure and unforgettable experiences. Luna wasted no time and headed straight to Copacabana Beach, one of the most famous beaches in the world. She kicked off her shoes and felt the soft sand beneath her feet as she strolled along the shoreline. The sound of crashing waves and the laughter of beachgoers filled her ears, creating a joyful ambiance. Luna couldn't resist taking a dip in the crystal-clear waters, enjoying the refreshing embrace of the ocean.

Those annoying species. Everyone's busy getting everywhere ready for this evening pool party when I get out of the building. Alexa is shouting orders to some group of girls trying to hold up a banner on the wall that reads 'WELCOME TO THE SPLASH PARTY' and I roll my eyes at them. My flip-flops continue to dig into the hot sand as I reach the edge of the beach where there's a volleyball net that is being erected on the beach just little ways above the water. I stop walking and shove my hands into the pockets of my Khaki shorts to watch Cory and some guys play volleyball.

SUGAR DADDY INFLUENCER The California sunshine beams down on the wooden roof of the beachside bar and glitters across the golden sand. It’s a stunning, clear day here in beautiful Malibu, and there’s so much to take in. The crystalline water lapping at the sandy shore, with the sapphire sky reflected above it, not a cloud in sight. There’s the plaintive call of sea birds flying through the air in curved formations. They swoop and dive for bits of french fry or bread in the sand, waddling on their spindly legs.

I knew it was time for me to go to wherever the dead were meant to go, whether that was heaven, hell, or eternal nothingness. But before I left, I wanted to see Ron one last time. When I found him, he was on a small Greek island, renting a seaside house. Every morning, he sat on the terrace watching the ocean. In the afternoon, he went into town to buy bread. At night, he drank until he fell asleep. He had aged a lot. His hair had begun to turn white. His eyes were always red. That evening at dusk, he was drunk again, slumped over the table, clutching a photo frame holding our engagement photo. I did not know where he found it. One corner was burned, but I could still see my face.

I had never felt such powerful pressure before. Even my hair stood on end with pleasure. A violent wave of comfort exploded through my entire body. My feet trembled violently from the fierce impact. The other men slipped off my little leather shoes and began fondling my feet wantonly. They were soaked with their spit and sweat. They tore open my clothes, revealing my full breasts. The mounds kept changing shape beneath their palms. Round one moment, flattened the next. I didn't know how long passed before Steve finally climbed off me, satisfied.

I tried to shout but there was no voice coming out from my mouth. Little by little, my vision became blurry. I closed my eyes for a moment. When I opened my eyes, I realized that I was no longer in the same place. I’m in a forest and at the end of it was a beautiful sea. At the sea, I saw a mermaid-like creature; it seemed happy. Talking to that mermaid was a young boy that looked exactly like me. He looks handsome like me.

Chapter 107 POV FREYA The beach smelled like salt and freedom. The moment my feet sank into the sand, something inside me loosened. The sea stretched endlessly ahead, gray-blue and restless, waves rolling in with a rhythm that felt older than pain. The air was colder than I expected, biting at my skin, but the sun hung low and stubborn, casting everything in soft gold. Bibi shrieked the second she saw the water. “IT’S HUGE,” she yelled, dropping her shoes and running straight toward it like the sea had personally invited her.

“Okay… the beach.” His face lit up. “The beach it is.” The Next Day.... The sun was warm on my skin, and the breeze carried the smell of salt and seaweed. The waves crashed softly, rhythmically, as if nature itself was trying to calm my racing thoughts. Nathaniel had gone all out. A private spot was already prepared...soft blanket, umbrella, a basket of snacks, drinks, and… was that champagne? I turned to him. “You realize this is overkill, right?”