Coral Cottage Novels & Stories

Mango and Nathaniel danced in the snow for a long time and they stopped only when Mango felt heaty. Creekside Cottage. Mango suddenly spoke. "Then, Nathaniel was slightly stunned." What? "I name this island Creekside Cottage, what do you think?" Mango looked at Nathaniel with excitement. "Then, Nathaniel nodded immediately." Alright. I'll ask someone to register it tomorrow and transfer this property under your name. "However, Mango shook her head and said, ""Why should you transfer this property to me? You're the one who bought this island..."""

Her gaze was fixated on the villa. It was a vintage two-story cottage located by the seaside. Its red roof and garden filled with blooming red roses made it seem like a scene straight out of a fairy tale. It was as picturesque as a painting. Seeing how Larissa's eyes were glued to it, Ambrose asked, "Do you like it?" "It's quite pretty," she replied, nodding her head. He said warmly, "Buy it if you like it. We can spend our holidays there." Larissa was very intrigued by his suggestion.

Coral gives a glance to her mother and finally says goodbye to both of them. “I hope she is not wearing cotton bra and underwear” Emily mumbles to herself, worried about Coral as she sees her exiting out of the double doors. ** Vera Resort Around eleven-thirty, Coral steps out from her Porsche and gazes at the huge building in front of her. From what she has researched about this resort, the place has more than 200 rooms and fifty floors. It is one of the popular five-star resorts which is interestingly under the Anders Inc. Coral takes a deep breath and strides forward. The sun is on high making her scrunch her nose and narrow her eyes. Once she steps inside the shades of the hotel, her exp

She further questioned me “Yes… it was just fine” I replied and “Ahem..…. coral…. can I ask you something?” I questioned “Yes… what is it?” Coral replied “Why all villagers are looking at with…. this.. Strange look?” I questioned her and peeked at few villages ladies who were tentatively staring at me Coral saw them and replied “Ohh… that, it’s because you are new to this villages… you know chief Damon never allows anyone to even step in this village but he let you and your husband stay here… that to in Seaton house” Coral replied and I coughed

I’ll need them after stomping around out here. When I break through the foliage I get my first sight of the Mermaid and I stop in my tracks. It’s not what I expected. I imagined an old rundown building that was practically falling in. But it’s nothing like that. It’s a white cottage with wooden shutters and bright flowers planted everywhere. There’s a hand-painted sign above the door that should look cheap but is actually charming. The walkway is lined with seashells, and smooth rocks lead up to the front steps. To the left and right of the main cottage are small boutique rooms that face the ocean. Large palm trees offer shade, and I can even spot a couple of hammocks in them. The beach here

I don’t know the exact size of the bed, but I think it’s a California king or some shit. After we shifted, I unlocked the cottage and opened the door for Zoe to enter. It was obvious Cora hadn’t left too long ago and had set everything up. The lights were on but dimmed for ambiance. The kitchen island had meat, cheese, veggies, fruit, and bread trays. Cora probably assumed we’d have worked up an appetite, not wrong, by the time we got to the cottage. But it wasn’t these things that caught Zoe’s attention. I’d already sensed when we got to the cottage, it wasn’t what Zoe imagined. I couldn’t tell if that was a good or bad thing.

She wanted to take it back, but she needed it more than she wanted to avoid it. When they finally arrived, she shook off her nerves that piled inside of her for two hours. The white sand beach looked almost pink. It was smooth without any trace of footsteps as far as the eyes can see. A few hundred meters ahead were wooden stairs leading up to wooden cottages a hundred meters apart from each other. The cottages were lined up neatly facing the ocean. It was a resort island with only 10 cottages to accommodate visitors at a time. They were the only ones there at the time. "Welcome to Uomo," Nathan said with a wide smile.

A New Beginning Upon her arrival, Hema rented a modest, whitewashed cottage perched on a gentle hill overlooking the Arabian Sea. The cottage, with its terracotta-tiled roof and blue wooden shutters, exuded a rustic charm. A small veranda adorned with potted jasmine plants became her favorite spot, where she would sit for hours, feeling the sea breeze and listening to the distant calls of fishermen.

“Anything for you little baby. Let’s go” He held her hand and started walking towards a small white wooden cottage. The cottage looked pretty with simple decor and homely. It’s four feet above from the ground with open roof and walls. The white curtains and golden lights made it look like heaven. They climbed the steps and entered the porch, Zara loved the cottage instantly because you can see the sea and feel the breezes. She turned around and Sebastian gestured her to get into the cottage and removed his footwear to follow her in.

She stood there, briefly stunned, gazing blankly at the people in the photos on the tombstones. Coral was quite intelligent, and with a moment's reflection, she tossed her umbrella to the side and folded her hands in front of her. She bowed deeply in reverence to the tombstones. The heavy rain instantly soaked her meticulously prepared attire. Coral stood there, knowing when she was most captivating because she had experience in captivating wealthy Darnell Smith. After her bow, Coral stood in the heavy rain, slowly turned around, and gazed up at the handsome and impressive man before her with a pitiful look. "Mr. Wordsworth, I don't know who these two are..."