Coral Island Best Romance Novels & Stories

See me as his woman. I tugged nervously at the hem of my dress, the satin smooth beneath my trembling fingers. It was the dress I’d worn the night Nathan and I were mated. I’d chosen it tonight in some desperate hope that it would remind him of the bond we shared, but now it felt foolish. He hadn’t even noticed. Suddenly, Coral’s sharp voice pierced through the music and laughter. “Rowena!” She called sweetly, her voice full of false kindness. I turned, forcing a smile as she approached, her red dress clinging to her like a second skin. She looked like she belonged on Nathan’s arm, not me.

Coral shot me a dismissive glance as she casually said, “we don’t know who she is.” “Miss. Monroue, I’m sorry. We tried to explain on the phone earlier. We can’t accommodate an extra person right now. We did everything in our power to fit you in on such short notice.” The lady explained. “My husband said you could fit us in.” Coral said. “Who’s your husband?” The lady didn’t seem convinced. Coral set back her chest and lifted her chin with pride, loudly announcing, “Jacob Aster.”

But what was meant to be a relaxing two-week honeymoon was already looking like a whirlwind of decisions, disagreements, and laughs that no one had anticipated. The sun-drenched beaches of a tropical island beckoned to Adrian and Isla, their dream destination for their honeymoon. Waves crashing on white sandy shores, endless sunshine, and luxury waiting for them in a villa overlooking the ocean. Adrian couldn’t wait to whisk Isla away to a place where they could completely disconnect from the world, just the two of them, with nothing but the sound of the sea and their love surrounding them.

Aggrieved, she turned around to see Randall standing at the end of the corridor. Sierra looked embarrassed. “I’m going out for a walk. Do you want to join me?” Randall broke the silence and asked. Sierra nodded. She was in a sour mood and did not want to be alone in the room, so going out for some fresh air would be good. … Randall and Sierra took a stroll down the streets of North Cannes, neither of them speaking. In the end, it was Randall who broke the silence. “Do you still love Chris?” he asked Sierra.

Aria smiled softly, knowing she was with the man she had come to love more deeply than she could have ever imagined. The sound of waves crashing on the shore broke her thoughts as they finally arrived at their honeymoon destination—an idyllic island in Palawan. Aria’s eyes widened in amazement as she took in the breathtaking beauty of the place. The crystal-clear waters stretched out before her, blending into the endless horizon, and the lush greenery of the island created a perfect, serene backdrop.

The air carried a light, sweet scent, like flowers after rain, mixed with the deep, steady smell of the sea. A concierge in crisp white linen waited at the dock with a polite smile. She handed me a cool linen envelope. Inside was a small card with neat writing: No phones, no cameras allowed on the island. I glanced at Liam. Of course he’d bring me somewhere like this. A place with no distractions, no interruptions. Somewhere I couldn’t escape into a screen, where it would only be the two of us. He placed his hand gently on my back as we walked down a sandy path lined with bright flowers. The Island Romance Suite waited at the end, hidden between tall palms. Inside, the air was cool and smell

she begged, giving her best puppy eyes. Roman caved when he saw how cute and kissable her lips were. He bent low and gave her what she wanted. Camila grinned. “be happy, that your wife is happy”. roman laughed then. She was too good at sassy comments. They walked back on the deck and much to Camila’s delight, they were edging closer to the island. Roman had never seen her that excited. He was glad he made the right choice for their honeymoon destination. “are we going to swim with the dolphins? I’ve always wanted to do that but Ace never let me” she said.

She scoffed and just shook her head, smirking at me as if she had so much power over me now. Coral Island was a deserted area, out of the sight of the local authorities of this country and a place that was very convenient to do some illegal activities. In the past, the early Mafia members used it to smuggle weapons and armour. Due to its secluded area, no one batted eyes at it, thinking it was just a useless empty land surrounded by the sea. Who would want to live there anyway? The landscape and scenery on that island were horrible too. It seemed like a haunted place, so no developer was interested to build a resort there.

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

He was busy and did not have time to meet them at the airport, but someone else did—Coral Braine. "Amber, hey! Alexander!" She greeted them from afar. As they walked out of the airport, Coral happily hugged Susanne and glomped Amber. "What took you so long? I've been waiting a long time! "So, about Coconut Wind Island… Amber, that's the island you wanted to go to for your wedding photos, right? I heard that there's a twin island out there that used to be a magnetic field! The other island has finally appeared! "I booked a plane ticket. Let's go together. I was just waiting for you!"