Big Time Beach Party Novels & Stories

Eight years married, and my wife? She asked for a divorce 99 times. I thought it was just her usual drama—testing me. Then I found out she'd been wiring half a million every year to some dude. Always with the same note: ILU. When she hit me with divorce number 100, I finally signed. I pulled my money out of her little passion project and ghosted—moved my company overseas, wiped my tracks clean. Now she's out there losing her mind, trying to find me.

"They said that secrets are meant to be kept within our notice but some mysteries are better off unveiled." Valencia Rhyss has lived a life of neglect and indifference ever since her mother left for another man. She continued to live in adversity despite being the only daughter of the world's most well-known billionaire CEO, Charles Rhyss, Valencia tried her best to be acknowledged by her father for her efforts, however, she will always remain a third-place medal because he's blind to her endeavours and only focused on her two brothers. But not Until she discovered a horrific secret kept by her family that made all her misfortunes make sense, and after she attained this appalling knowledge she plans to go against her father with the help of his business rival, Dion Nester.

I have a case of acute pancreatitis. I head to the hospital, but the doctors there refuse to treat me. Why? Because my husband is a doctor in the emergency room, and he's instructed everyone not to treat me. In my past life, he would show up with a single phone call. But, after his true love dies in an accident, he pushes the blame on me. On my mother's birthday, he poisons my whole family and repeatedly stabs me with a scalpel. "Does it hurt? Jackie was in much more pain before her death. If not for you, she wouldn't have gone out in my place. You killed her, so I'm making you and your family die for her!" When I open my eyes, I'm back to the day when I get acute pancreatitis after drinking the bar dry for his sake. This time, he runs to Jackie Morse without hesitation. He thinks he's made the right choice, but he later comes to me and grovels at my feet, begging me to take him back.

Throughout her three-year marriage, Willow Jett is the one who keeps her family going. She manages household matters and wins business deals for the company. But because she can't have kids, her husband's family treats her like shit.When she finds out her scumbag of a husband has cheated on her, she immediately decides to get divorced. And it's at this point that everyone who's waiting to watch her make a fool of herself realizes they're terribly wrong.Whoever said anything about a divorcée living a terrible life?Willow has good looks and money. But that's not all—she also has the bigwig of the capital, Theodore Bassett, openly declaring his love for her with three simple sentences during an interview."From the first time I met her, I'd already thought of our children's names."I'm working hard to win her heart."I hope Ms. Jett will acknowledge my presence in her life soon."

I dated my lawyer boyfriend for five years. He canceled our wedding. Fifty-two times. First time? His intern messed up some paperwork. He ditched me at the beach to fix it. I waited all day. Alone. Second time, we were mid-ceremony when he bolted. Heard that intern was getting heat from another lawyer and left me to face the guests and their stares. After that, every time we tried again, there was always some "emergency" with her. Always. I finally hit my limit. I was done. Packed up and broke it off. But the day I left Ainsley? He totally lost it trying to find me.

After my husband's death, I retained all his personal accounts and our marriage certificate. Since then, Chuck Smith had been wooing me persistently, declaring that he would give me all his love to overcome the pain of loss. He would search the entire city for some sweets that I mentioned on a whim, and he deleted every woman's number from his phone while keeping me updated on his location in real time. But just as his feelings reached me, and I was ready to marry him, I found Chuck getting frisky with his new secretary in the basement parking lot…

Jacob Seo is the only son of Aromatized's CEO—the most famous perfume company in South Korea. As the heir and next CEO, being homosexual, is not easy to hide. But the only person who knows what he truly is, died. It made him create another persona to cope up with his traumatized brain and sacred heart. Two personas. Two different sexual reference. One body. The question is… What will the future of Jacob be? Will he be a shadow of his own mind? Or reclaim what is originally his to begin with?

The night before my wedding, I caught my fiance, Liam, in bed with my best friend. That really sucked. So, as revenge, I slept with Liam’s boss, Jethro.After getting pregnant with Jethro’s child, I coerced him into taking me as his wife. Alas, life as a trophy wife wasn’t as expected. I decided to call it quits, but Jethro squashed that thought and declared, “Serena Hart, you are mine. Forever.”

For eight years in a marriage devoid of light, I had abortions five times. Every time, Sam would grip my hand when I woke up, his eyes red, and promise to find the best doctors to help me recover. After the third miscarriage, he finally hired a team of top-tier nutritionists, ensuring that every single meal was planned perfectly. He always comforted me, "Don't worry, Penny. We're still young, so we can have another baby!" When I found out I was pregnant again, snowflakes were dancing outside my window. I wrapped my fur coat tightly around my body and rushed to the company, only to hear Wren's furious voice outside the VIP suite, "Are you insane? Those five babies were your own flesh and blood!" Sam replied coldly, "Nicole needs specimen for her experiments. All I'm doing is providing her with the materials she needs." His words dug into my heart like icy spikes, and I could even hear my own bones cracking. "As for Penelope…" He chuckled. "Do you think that our marriage certificate is the real deal?" Snowflakes stung my face like needles, and I finally found out the truth about our marriage. From the very beginning, I was nothing more than a living test subject for the woman he truly loved. Sam was right. Those unborn children never even had legal identities, and were worth less than a piece of paper, just like my so-called marriage. Glass shattered from inside the room, and I could hear Wren cursing, but I turned and walked towards the elevator. Since Sam's priority was Nicole and nothing else, I was hell-bent on making him pay the price.

To help Adrian Spencer get over his feelings for his cousin, his mother made a deal—with Zoey Landon, the girl who had been secretly in love with him for years. They signed a contract. It gave Zoey ninety-nine chances. If even once—just once—Adrian chose her, she’d get what she wanted: to become his wife. But if he never did, she’d be sent overseas for good. No return. No exceptions. Zoey knew how hopelessly obsessed Adrian was with Claire Spencer. Still, she signed without hesitation. Ninety-nine chances. She refused to believe he wouldn’t choose her—not even once. But what she didn’t see coming was…