Novel & Cerita Beachside Inn

Tessa jokes, throwing in a little ice-breaker. Their taxi pulled up in front of the Erwin Hotel, a very popular hotel for artists and models, the Erwin Hotel offers a direct view of the Boardwalk beach. Not just an ordinary inn, there is also a rooftop with a bar that provides a variety of drinks that are more famous for cocktails. "Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Josephine Happy honeymoon and enjoy your vacation." The hotel concierge ushered Hardin and Tessa into the presidential suite room, a warmly decorated room.

"I'm just going to rest a little because I'm going to accompany Cole to the port later to get the new furniture." "Well, you haven't eaten yet," she said to me. It's already noon. It was lunchtime. "I'll eat later, besh. You guys can eat without me." I didn't wait for her to answer and I left. My house is just behind the beach resort that I own. This is just a simple three-bedroom bungalow, which is also the house of the former owner of the resort. The previous name of the resort was Facundo Beach. Today, it is the Mairaos Resort.

She gave me a pointed look, and I felt a fresh wave of panic, immediately realizing how much harder it would be to maintain my distance from Jace when there was nowhere to run. The atmosphere inside the SUV shifted abruptly as we turned off the highway and started driving down a densely wooded private road. The laughter died down, replaced by Anna’s directions and the crunch of tires on gravel. When we finally broke through the trees, the air changed—it became thick and salty with the sea breeze, and filled with the roar of the ocean nearby. The beach house wasn’t a house. It was a huge fortress built right into the cliffside, all clean lines, massive panes of glass, and weathered cedar. It

This unqualified defense and support. "We'll figure this out, as a family," Pru insisted. "I'm not sure what help y'all can be helping me find another job," Athena said. "Duh," Ari said. "You should work here." "Excuse me?" "She's got a point." Kennedy leaned back against the table. "The fact is, though we're called The Misfit Inn, we're actually more of a B and B since we only do breakfast. True inns offer full-service meals. We could make that switch. Amp things up again."

Chapter 114: Always Kai’s P.O.V Six years later… The beach stretched out before us in endless waves of sapphire and teal, the soft rush of the tide a soothing soundtrack to the most important day of our lives. We had chosen Night’s father’s beach house in Florida as the venue—an idyllic spot with sprawling, sun-kissed sand and a gentle breeze that carried the salt of the sea. A pathway of white rose petals led from the entrance of the beach house to the altar, which was an artful arch made of intertwined driftwood, adorned with clusters of white lilies and ivy.

It was a magical moment indeed, just as she had dreamed. “Waiting for me, sweetheart?” Maddox’s voice behind her made her breath hitch. She turned to smile at her better half. “Yes, you complete the moment. Will you walk with me?” “Of course, I’d love to.” He clasped her hand, threading his fingers through hers, and they meandered along the tranquil beach. Villa Santa Marina, located directly on the beach, a mile from Hamilton Beach, was the perfect venue for their wedding. Maddox rented the two nearby villas to accommodate their guests. Everything was planned to perfection.

The waves crashed against the shore, creating a soothing symphony that serenaded us on our journey. Soon, we arrived at our beach house, nestled in a secluded corner of the island. It was a charming two-story cottage with a thatched roof, painted in soft pastel colors that blended harmoniously with the natural surroundings. The house stood just a few steps away from a pristine white sand beach, inviting us to kick off our shoes and feel the warm grains beneath our feet. This was totally amazing.

The salty musk filters in my nose and I can’t breathe enough of it. I don’t know how much time goes by, but when I get a shiver I realize it’s probably been too long. When I turn back toward the shore, I see River in an active conversation with another very large male. I gape when I see a massive beach house behind them, beyond stunning from what I can see. There’s a huge deck with party lights and I’m sure it sees plenty of action. As I approach, the males get a bit quiet. When the stranger turns to face me, my jaw literally falls. Goddess!

He didn’t even ask what was going on — just took in the scene: Rick holding me, Jaxon smirking like he’d seen a scandal, me caught awkwardly between them. “You guys wanna go out?” Jace’s voice was casual, almost lazy, but there was something unreadable behind it. The three of us blinked at him. “Uh… go out?” Jaxon asked. “Yeah.” His gaze flicked between us, settling on me for a beat longer than necessary. “There’s a beach twenty minutes from here. Could use the air. You in?” Rick grinned instantly. “Hell yeah. Sun, sand, and beer—” “And Ingrid,” Jaxon cut in, waggling his brows at me, “finally out of her castle tower.”

ARNOLD'S POV I made it a point to construct Diamond Resort on the coastline of Oceanic City in the area that was considered to be the most aesthetically pleasing. The hotel had sole access to the most pristine beach in the neighborhood. Even the most affordable option for a single night's stay would set you back a staggering two hundred and fifty dollars.