Janice Candle Cove Novels & Stories

Caleb says with a polite smile, as he turns off the engine. Coastal Cove is nestled at the back of the resort, overlooking the ocean with a breathtaking view of the sunset, and the exterior is designed to resemble a beachy laid-back vibe with natural wood accents, nautical ropes, and colorful beach umbrellas. The entrance is marked by a large, wooden sign with the coastal cove logo, sound of waves crashing against the shore creates a soothing ambiance.

They continued walking. Eventually they reached a pavilion. By now, the setting sun had dipped even lower, casting sweeping reds and oranges across the sky—a magnificent, breathtaking display. Candice was still lost in the view when she heard Charlie call her, his voice unusually gentle: “Miss Hale.” She almost responded instinctively. But something clicked. She clamped her mouth shut. Charlie waved a hand in front of her face. “Miss Hale? Are you alright?” Candice stayed silent. “Miss Hale?”

Brienne watched as Ravena and Janice danced in the center of the crowd. They were out partying in the middle of the night on the small island of Bardabos. Ravena was right—the place was truly majestic. The soft white sand and crystal-clear waters made Brienne feel at ease. She took a sip of her fresh fruit juice, laughing as she spotted Janice doing a silly dance with a Bardabonian local. "Bree, come on!" Janice called, waving her over.

she said, still chopping away. I gulped at that. I couldn’t really wrap my head around the size of this place. “Why is it called Black Cove,” I asked, since she seemed so agreeable to answering questions. “Oh you’ll see one day. We have a large coastline on the southwest end, it’s stunning. White sandy beaches and clear water. I haven’t been in awhile but I’d love to take the kids in the summer. The tale is that there was a big human pirate ship called “The Black” that sank half a mile off shore,” she said, as she moved around.

“I was thinking about taking a walk along the beach.” “Yeah? We could take a walk later tonight and I’ll show you my favorite spot here. There’s a bioluminescent cove on the east side, it’s beautiful all year round. We could also go to the village if you want. There’s a market and the locals know me.” Cathy bit back a smile. “Mr. Theodore Cyneric, are you saying you’ll miss me if I go out on my own for a walk? Or are you trying to show off your island to me?”

Catelyn was thinking of calling her female colleague to help her choose, seeing as how unhelpful Cedrick and her twins were with their opinions. Suddenly, a person walked into the shop, and it took Catelyn by surprise. It was Janice. She was in poor health and rarely left her room, and it just so happened that she took a stroll that day for her health. Coincidentally, she passed by the bridal shop and saw Cedrick from a distance. Curious, she walked in and saw Catelyn trying on wedding dresses.

Janice slowly raised her head touching her cheeks stylishly hoping that all the traces of her embarrassment has disappeared. "Of course. I got my eyes on that ocean. I would really love to explore it." "Great choice. Alamba ocean is one of the most popular beaches in Cape town. You will enjoy it. Besides, at this time of the year, the tide is down. It promises to be exciting. What time are you looking at here?" "um... As soon as possible. Was got only a week here after all. " Janice said sharply. She cant wait to explore Cape town, south Africa!

She had never seen him so open and vulnerable before, and it was almost…endearing. Amber shook her head in disbelief, trying to process the fact that Cole was actually gushing about this girl. “I don’t understand,” she said, her brow furrowing in confusion. “How did all this happen? You’ve never mentioned her before, and now suddenly you’re bringing her to dinner? It seems like it’s a bit…much.” Cole’s expression softened, his gaze meeting hers. “I know it’s a lot to take in, Amber. But Janice is really special to me. And I didn’t want to say anything until I knew that this was something real, something that could last.”

With Bennett's fiery temper, Sean could end up worse than just beaten. Sean could not risk it. His face darkened with a terrible gravity. In a heartbeat, Sean blurted, "Honey, Mom's spiritual advisor said you should light a candle on the quiet rooftop before the baby comes, to pray for a safe birth!" A rooftop? The only way up was the stairs. It looked like Sean had a plan to send me tumbling down. I did not argue. I just followed him up the stairwell. "Babe, I'll lead. Watch your step, okay?" said Sean, his concern as thin as ice.

"But the air feels too thick with tomorrow, Richard. Every time I close my eyes, I keep hearing the sound of the waves at the cove." "Marcus sent the final confirmation text at midnight," I mumbled, resting my chin against the top of her hair. "The cove is completely locked down. Cole’s team has the bluffs secured, the catering staff has finished the layout for the pavilion, and the acoustic band is already staying at the inn down the road. There are no corporate logos, Oma. No press badges. Just sixty wooden chairs facing the water." "And the rings?" she asked, turning her head to look at the twin velvet cases.