Fantasy's At The Beach Novels & Stories

The soft, golden sands of Eldoria's coastline stretched as far as the eye could see, kissed by the gentle waves of the sapphire sea. On this serene day, King Roberick and Queen Cynthia decided to take a respite from their royal duties and bask in the simple joys of life. With a picnic basket filled with delectable treats and a woven blanket in hand, they ventured to the shore to enjoy some much-needed quality time together. Their footsteps created imprints on the warm sand as they strolled along the water's edge, feeling the cool sea breeze against their skin. Gulls danced in the cerulean sky, their calls blending with the soothing sound of the ocean's rhythmic caress.

I scoffed at her statement. Ryker and I perched on a massive tree branch, basking in the warm glow of the bonfire as we savored the refreshing beer I had brought along. Manong Jose placed it in the cooler, resulting in its icy temperature. As I glanced over my shoulder, a heartwarming sight greeted my eyes—two young girls immersed in joyful play along the sandy shores. They find themselves at the precipice, their hands intertwined, eagerly awaiting the crashing wave. With each surge of water, they hastily retreat, their laughter echoing through the air, reminiscent of carefree youth.

Chapter 107 POV FREYA The beach smelled like salt and freedom. The moment my feet sank into the sand, something inside me loosened. The sea stretched endlessly ahead, gray-blue and restless, waves rolling in with a rhythm that felt older than pain. The air was colder than I expected, biting at my skin, but the sun hung low and stubborn, casting everything in soft gold. Bibi shrieked the second she saw the water. “IT’S HUGE,” she yelled, dropping her shoes and running straight toward it like the sea had personally invited her.

Tamara- Unexpected Intruder. # data-p-id=cc4f44409bc5408c647f60fffa1f7107,A:N} This next scene happened few days prior to the recent prank incident. data-p-id=7a68e32a0860a7ddf1848852a2c21d0b, It's a wonderful day at the beach. I’m alone with no one to disturb my peaceful afternoon and my thoughts because not many people visit the beach on a Tuesday afternoon to enjoy the warm weather and welcome the rhythmic movement of the water.

There's a moment of silence as everyone takes in his words, and then they all start chatting excitedly about their own creative passions. As the sun starts to set, the group decides to go for a walk along the beach. The sand is warm and soft beneath their feet, and they all take a moment to appreciate the beauty of the sunset. The sky is streaked with red and orange, and the water is a deep, dark blue. The waves lap gently against the shore, and they can hear the sound of seagulls in the distance. It's a peaceful, calming scene.

I need more time if I am going to survive in this fantasy world that has landed in my lap. I continue to cough out salt water as the sun continues to rise. The colors turn from orange to bright yellow. I sit on the beach until I feel strong enough to get up. I only hope I make it back to the house before Aiden does, otherwise, I will have a lot of explaining to do.

BEACH PARTY ~ Melanie, Amanda and Charlotte all drove to the beach in Melanie’s sedan car. It’s a new car her boyfriend, Frank, had gotten for her. With a rush of excitement on their faces, they flew their gazes across every faces on the beach. Darkness loomed around with shadows lengthening outside. The only source of light was the moon, the stars in the dark sky. Fairy lights glistened on the small stage which was centred on the beach.

Terran The blue sky bleeding into the blue water had captured my attention. I couldn’t look away. I wanted to chase the horizon, go where the sky and the water became one. I stood on the sandy beach watching the waves roll in and out, my surfboard tucked under my arm. It was so peaceful. The sun was setting lower in the sky, changing the blue hues to deep oranges and yellows. I could pretend my life was perfect. Forget about everything and just be.

Her laughter drifted on the wind as she spun in circles, arms outstretched like wings. “Wait for me!” she shouted behind her. Ava and Alex followed, hand in hand, boots crunching against shells and pebbles. Pearl chased waves, squealing as the cold surf bit at her ankles. She built a crooked sandcastle with her bare hands, planting a broken piece of driftwood at the top like a flag. Ava helped shape a moat while Alex carved windows with a stick. For a moment, it was just a family on a beach, no aliases, no syndicates, no ghosts.

I imagined them lazying on the beach, carefree and enjoying the sun, naked-as-you-please, hard bodies gleaming a pale bronze, soft body parts jiggling and bobbing delightfully. I slid off the bed and stood in front of the mirror on the wall, hands dangling at my sides like a sexual gunslinger, prickly-itchy for action. I was wearing just a white t-shirt and pale blue shorty-shorts, and I stared at myself, nipples hardening and pussy dampening, as I closed my eyes to fully immerse myself in my fantasy. I pictured the beach couple (Kim and Jang mi, as I’d decided to named them) coming together in the water, nude, sun-browned bodies melding together, lips meeting in a love embrace.