Billionaire Beach Novels & Stories

I was in for a magnificent sunrise. A noise behind me made me turn. Coming down the beach, carrying a long surfboard looking thing and a paddle, was a billionaire. Wearing a skin-tight, full-body wetsuit that showed off just how in shape he was, he looked hotter than the sun that was supposed to come up any moment. His light brown hair was tussled with sleep, but his eyes were bright. And on me. “Hi,” I stammered as he entered the water, eyes still on me. “Good morning...”

Nodding she ran upstairs. We went to the beach and played with water and made sand castles. It was so much fun. Jackson and Ellie as usual had their water wars, throwing water at each other. Then we went to a restaurant on beach and ate some sea food. Till then both of them got tired so we decided to go home. During the whole car ride both of them slept and when we reached home they had their energy back. "Mommy can we watch movie?" "Yes mom please." "Hmm..ok.which movie do u guys wanna watch?"

She was guided by the ushers to take a seat in the front row which she very much appreciated because it would give her a very clear view. A mini auction show began before the models were to get ready and she watched as the ridiculously rich people bought unreasonable things that she knew would just sit in their houses as a form of decoration. There were very ugly art works from renowned artists, custom designed urns, rare and unique furniture pieces and many more. When a vintage wine collection was dropped on the stand, she thought of Avery immediately and decided to bid for it. Only a dark-skinned man and herself were interested in the wine, but with determination, she bought it for a whoop

The more the people around her bid higher, the more she felt low about herself. "$1,000,000! Going once, going twice...." "$2,000,000." The moment Amber raised her head to see who the bidder was, she met the eyes of handsome man sitting on the last row of the audience. He didn't have any emotion on his face, so Amber averted her gaze quickly. "$2,000,000. Going once...going twice.... $2,000,000 it is! Rose is now sold to Mr. Westwood!"

It was the kind of place that didn’t just scream wealth—it whispered it, effortlessly. The compound was just as breathtaking. A beautiful garden in front, designed with an ombre of pink and purple flowers, decorated perfectly to fit the landscape. On the other side of the building, an infinity pool stretched toward the horizon, its edges blending seamlessly with the private beach below. The timing was perfect, and I had no doubt Richard planned it this way. He wanted me to see this place at its most breathtaking—just as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the glass walls that reflected the ocean. From where I stood, it looked surreal, almost dreamlike.

Gentle waves lapped against the shore while a soft sea breeze rustled the palm fronds overhead. Leila Moreau, a 26-year-old Haitian-French luxury brand heiress with smooth caramel skin, long dark curls, and a lithe yet voluptuous figure, stood on the private deck in a sheer white bikini. The warm breeze pressed the fabric against her hardened nipples and the growing heat between her thighs. She had come for a private escape. She found something far more consuming. The villa door slid open. Kael “The Lion” Baptiste, the world-famous Black Haitian-American music mogul and entrepreneur, stepped onto the deck. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully athletic build, his dark skin gleamed under the mo

Suddenly, darkness started to cloud over her and she soon passed out. Eric Williams, the biggest billionaire in New York City. He is very professional towards his work, and girls seek to get his attention. He knows it very well, that girls are ready to do anything to spend one night with him. He would take one girl for a night, and ditch her the other day. Though, girls knew very well that he will ditch them, but his looks were something to die for, and they gave him all of them. Eric was sitting on his large, comfy chair......as he was the CEO of the "Williams Enterprises" Suddenly, his father made his way towards his son's desk.

I began practicing what to say when I meet her. Banana island was close to the ocean and from what I've heard about this place, it was a millionaire's playground. Everything here ranging from petrol to houses were murderously expensive. We passed some houses and estates and for a while I thought I was in London. I saw a lot of people moving up and down in beach wears and glasses, I also saw a lot of white men. Man, if this was a dream, I prayed I'd never wake up.

We made our way to the beach, tho we weren't ready to have fun there, Tyler insisted we take a stroll around the big beach where a beach party was going on. Tyler had gone to get something for them as he had said, so I was alone, watching the waves from the sea and rubbing my palm around my exposed arms as cold hit me from different angles. " Hey " I heard a rough voice beside me that I flinched only to meet a strange guy next me, and trust me when I say he looked like the bad boy type exactly like Tyler just that he looked rugged. " Hi? " I said unsure of what to say. " Who are you here with? Your boyfriend? " He asked seductively as he moved closer to me. " Um.. not really " I replied, stu

"You haven't said a word since she spoke and now you think you have something to say? Let the woman speak, I have a feeling that I really need to know what you have been up to." She continued, "Tell me Alicia, Where does he go?" "Elizabeth-" Austin tried again but Lisa raised her hand to stopped him from speaking. "He is frequent at a whore house now, a place where he became friends with John Brooks." Lisa paled. The owner of the largest strip club in Australia... "He-" "Father?" The voice sent chill to their spine immediately. Ashton walked into his house with Thea behind him. He just couldn't believe his ears, he wasn't sure he heard right.