Janice Candle Cove Novels & Stories

She compiled several key technical issues that needed to be addressed with Chad the next day at the office. When Janice and the others returned from their hike, it was dark. Janice waved her hand dramatically and laughed. "I'm done. My legs are dead. Don't bother calling me for dinner." Chad chuckled. "She charged ahead right from the start and ran out of energy halfway. Just shows how competitive yet terrible she is. "There's a camping site nearby. We can barbecue, stargaze, and perhaps watch the sunrise. Shall we check it out later?" he asked, visibly energetic.

The policewoman climaxed the moment Trish's tongue touched her clit. The following day, Sunday, Eve decided to take Trish to the Island's second-largest city, which was called Gannet Cove and was located at the south end of Santa Eduviges. So, instead of ordering the rickshaw driver to turn north at the airport, Eve ordered him to turn south. The road went through some pineapple plantations and then through a stretch of forest.

At night, Ivanka and Michael did not come back, only Candice came home. She was walking with a smile while looking at the stuff inside the bag. “Grandma, I saw the flowers bloom while on the way back. Look, this flower gives off an aromatic smell. I heard that it can help calm one’s mind, so I picked some home. If you put it on the bedside, it can help you to sleep better…” Candice abruptly stopped talking. Her smile froze upon seeing Coco. Coco wore a plain white maxi dress and had her hair done up in a twist. She looked very elegant, like a pure and flawless goddess.

“Well that seems a shame.” “Perhaps. Might have kept the place from being swallowed by Long Beach or Newport Beach. I believe it was Bayside Land Company put in a pier with pavilions—the Joy Zone, I think it was called. But when they filed bankruptcy, that was the end of it.” He pointed to an area visible along the coast. “The roller coaster, the Joy Zone, the dance pavilion and the Jewel Cafe were torn down. Now they call it ‘Electric Avenue’ because of all the power plants that dominate the landscape.”

​Three Months Later. The Vance Estate, Long Island, New York. ​The midsummer afternoon poured liquid gold across the Long Island coast, illuminating the sweeping stone terraces and vibrant gardens of the Vance estate. Below the sheer drop of the cliffs, the deep sapphire tide of the Atlantic rolled in steady, majestic swells, crashing softly against the sun-warmed rocks.

“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?”

“Oh . . . wow.” Hannah let the car roll to a stop along the Cove road as she stared down the short stretch of Pelican Bay shoreline, then out to the Point, where the McCraes’ lighthouse stood, a proud old sentry, historic and beloved. The sun was just rising above the horizon line behind it, casting it in a pinkish-golden halo of light.

Turning away from Alex, Candice crouched down to light the candles and silently recited the words she wished to convey to Joe about herself and Ellis. "She's too young to visit you now. When she's older, I'll bring her here," Candice murmured, addressing Joe. Once they had paid their respects to her grandparents, Candice packed up and prepared to leave. Alex followed her out of the graveyard. Candice didn't want to engage in an argument with him there, so she acted as if she hadn't noticed his presence. Yana, waiting below, was surprised to see Alex and asked, "Why is he here?"

JANICE The business sister or Cassandra or whatever she wanted to call herself, took me away from the first location to what I could only describe as an estate, and placed me in a rather vast room. With no window, the crystal chandeliers were the only source of light, casting this sickly amber glow across the room.

A woman said as she led them to the fields. “I have no doubt in my mind that it’s as good as you say, Janice,” Josh said to the woman. They reached the final double door and Janice pushed it open to reveal the large plots of land, and as soon as those doors opened, a ray of purple light shone across Isabelle and Josh’s faces as they saw the beauty of the vineyard right before their eyes.