Island Diaries: My Life With 10 Beauties นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Sia, Dominic, Selene, and even Kian were already there, having insisted on welcoming them back. The moment Isla stepped out of the car, Sia rushed forward, arms outstretched. “My baby’s back!” she exclaimed, hugging Isla tightly. “You’ve become even more beautiful! Look at this honeymoon glow!” Isla laughed softly, hugging her back. “That’s what two weeks of salt air and Lucian’s over-the-top romance and love does to you.” Selene grinned, holding up her phone. “We saw! The photos you posted of the beach dinner, the dolphins, and the floating breakfast. You two practically broke the internet. The paparazzi is still going wild seeing all those pictures”

“I can’t believe this is real.” Liam chuckled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. “Believe it. This is where I come to escape the chaos of the city. It’s my sanctuary.” As they stepped onto the sandy beach, Isla felt the warmth of the sun on her skin and the cool breeze tousling her hair. She couldn’t help but marvel at the pristine shoreline stretching out before her, the turquoise water sparkling like diamonds under the sun. It was a scene straight out of an influencer’s I*******m feed, and she felt a rush of excitement mixed with disbelief.

"Emmm, we have the same DNA. So I am more important!" Beauty rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Are you two done?" "Not done. We're going to talk about it when you come back. Where are you even?" Jessie asked. Beauty smiled and bit her lower lip. "Bruno got us a private island! It's like paradise! Tall palms, a private beach, spring and a beautiful home! It feels like a dream world! You guys are not gonna believe it." Beauty squealed with excitement. "What?!" they both shrieked in unison.

Lately, the fear that she could no longer remember how her smile looked made her shed silent tears at night while Alaric’s strong arms wrapped around her. She couldn't even remember his smile, either. And soon, she might forget what he looked like. Talk more her own child. She might never see her grow and have her first walk. “I saw the diary!” She informed. Isabella sucked in air through her teeth as she squeezed her eyes shut briefly. How? When? Where? “Those don’t sound like words of a happy woman.” Hazel continued. “They—were from a long time. We are better now.” Hazel squeezed her hand gently. “No one ever truly changes, Ruby. No one.”

She grabbed my arm and walked me to her couch. " Wow." I ogled at Isla's room. It was beautiful. " This is beautiful." I said. " Thanks." " Royalty is dope . Your tiaras are beautiful." I said and sat down picking up a magazine from Isla's bed. " What can I offer you?" She asked. " Nothing. I'm good, I'm not really thirsty or hungry." I said opening the magazine." You are a fan of fashion? Gossip sites?" " Kinda since I barely go out, I just had to bury myself inside social media." She said sitting on her bed opposite me. " So?" She asked, chuckling.

Smiling a full smile, she looked away from her and turned to Director Micah, "Mama Mia, Director Micah, you haven't taken a single picture with me. Why? Am I not beautiful enough?" Micah was staggered by her beauty and smile but quickly caught himself. With a quick shake of his head, he took her hand, "No my dear. Beauty is you. Let's take those pictures." "Ah yes, the director and beautiful women. But let Mr. Hayes be a part of the pictures, don't you think? Ah, I can see it now, such a wonderful blend of actors and actresses. Kingdoms is going to be so fire!" one reporter said, and Isabella smiled at him, then she turned and looked at Micah,

The vision of Layla round with my child fills my mind, bringing me a sense of peace I never felt before. "Thank you, keep watch of her I'll be there by tomorrow." "Yes afentikó." I hang up, I need to bring the ring and marriage contract I had drawn up two months ago. The ring I chose is a cypress diamond set in a platinum band, I know she'll look gorgeous with this ring on her finger. "Andre!" I called out. "Have my private jet readied, we're going to Florida." Once the plane touches down on US soil, anticipation fills my gut. I arrived at a good time, it's late in the evening.

"You leave tomorrow morning." And twenty four hours later, I was on a plane. My carry-on contained three romance novels, two vibrators (don't judge me), and a swimsuit I hadn't worn since my honeymoon. I'm not doing this for me, I told myself. I'm doing this so Sally shuts the fuck up. When I got to the island, I was taken away by the beauty. Turquoise water sparkling like the jewel under the sun. Fine white sand. It was beautiful. And I fucking hated it.

The guard was taken aback by the lady's harshness, but didn't dare say a word. She was Lady Esme, the Don's personal cook and his eldest and longest worker. She made rules for the workers to follow and no one dared oppose her. Opposing her meant opposing the Don,and the outcome was always something not to be experienced. They entered the luxurious suite like place,and Amaya couldn't help but admire it's beauty. She had thought the exteriors of the place was wow, but this sight before her almost made her breathless. Even her father's mansion didn't measure up to this.

But they’re dead now and she just lived alone. “Of course! I’m serious Lil, and I want to spend some quality time with you. Why don’t we explore the beautiful places that the island has to offer?” Paloma suggested. Bantayan Island was quite famous amount tourists for its seductive white beaches. It’s not just the beach there’s a lot more. “Game!” Lilian answered excitedly. “What time shall we leave?” she asked Paloma. “Right now,” Paloma answered and went over her things to retrieve a new smartphone that she bought for Lilian. It’s a small token of appreciation for continuously being patient with her, but starting today, she promised that she would give everything to her, including her time.