Joy By The Sea Novels & Stories

"Riley, you've been asked to join the filming for 'You're My Joy'!" my manager, Monica Jones, cried. Her words pulled me out of my confusion and sorrow. I hurriedly checked the trending topics to see that everything was peaceful on the Internet. There weren't any hurtful words. It looked like… I'd been reborn. I'd traveled three years back in time, and Peyton Grant was still alive.

Tossing my shirt onto the lounger, I all but tripped over my flip flops trying to follow her. ***Sarah POV*** The sand was warm between my toes as I ran towards the water. I’d never been to the beach before and seeing the ocean up this close was something I had always wanted. I stopped at the edge of the water, letting the waves splash up over my toes. It wasn't as cold as I'd thought it would be. “Sarah?” Dom asked, and I looked over my shoulder at him. “Never have I ever been to the beach.” I giggled and he grabbed my hand.

Sail the sea to get to the destination island. All six people in the family, including July herself, enjoyed every step of the journey. It feels a really different atmosphere being on the surface of the water stretches as far as the eye can see. The roar of the wind swept the scorching heat of the sun. July unsaturated, staring at the expanse of the horizon, he was fascinated by all the beauty that seemed to sweep away the contents of tired thoughts in her mind a moment ago. The heart becomes spacious because it is touched by the panorama that is presented free of charge.

The air was cool, carrying the faint scent of salt and the distant sound of waves crashing softly against the shore. Sunny stood on the edge of a rocky cliff, staring out at the dark expanse of the sea. Her heart was heavy, a throbbing pain that resonated with every beat. The ocean, so vast and seemingly endless, felt like a perfect reflection of the turmoil inside her. She had left Judy, her best friend, in a way that felt so cruel, so final. The memory of Judy’s shocked heartbroken face haunted her, the hurt in her eyes as she walked away still burning in her mind.

Jason was determined to spot every type of car he could name, while Anna sang made-up songs about the ocean. Jeff caught my eye in the rearview mirror and winked, a silent acknowledgment of the joy in the car. When we arrived, the salty sea breeze greeted us, mingling with the sound of crashing waves. The sight of the vast, glittering ocean stretched before us was breathtaking. “Wow, ok” Anna whispered, clutching my hand. Jason ran ahead, arms outstretched like an airplane, “This is the best day ever.” He yelled out into the open air. Jeff chuckled as he set down the beach bag, “Let’s claim a spot before they run out of steam.”

Jade Sunlight danced on the cerulean waves, a glittering symphony that played upon the infinite expanse of the ocean. The horizon stretched beyond the limits of sight, unfettered and wild from the vantage point of my new apartment, a sanctuary perched high above the world's mundane clamor. Life was undeniably sweeter here, each breath imbued with the briny zest of sea air, promising a day unshackled from yesterday's shadows.

I was no longer in Nassau but in Brooklyn, where the sky was covered in clouds, the temperature was lower by twenty degrees, and instead of Jarvis's sweet rainbow drink, I was now sipping Sauvignon Blanc bought in a supermarket downstairs. Joy, my best friend in the entire world, was sitting in a chair in front of me. Her beautiful straight, black hair was tied in a messy bun, but that didn't make her permanent resting-bitch face any less intimidating. Her gently slanted dark chocolate eyes were fixed on me, and the Death Note tee she was wearing served as a subtle reminder of something she often told other people: Joy was not a name but a sarcasm. Yes, Joy Nakamura was not the girl anyone w

As a result, the air is very fresh coming from the nearby bay. We could also hear the sea's slimy breeze waves. I close my eyes and try to feel everything. This is what makes me feel at ease and at peace. When it comes to the love that Sean shows, I am the luckiest woman on the planet. And I'm grateful for it. It is not that much obvious, because of what Sean has said, I am really stubborn and hardheaded. I felt like crying as a result of what I realized, but my wild dream told me that I would not cry any longer. Simply enjoy the moment because it will not last forever.

When I was five, I was always excited whenever it was time for bed. My Grandma Momma will cook our dinner. Let me brush my teeth and comb my long hair. And after that, she will put me into bed and bedtime stories will follow. She told me a lot of fantasy stories, but my favorite was the pirate of the Lost Sea named Escarial. He was the epitome of perfection. Gentleman, handsome, a knight in shining armor to most of the ladies in their land, and most of all, he caught the heart of the brave princess, Athalia.

I just rolled my eyes at what he said and started eating. After we eat, I looked at him because I felt like he's looking at me. I saw him smiling like a proud dad. I was surprised when he approached me and his thumb landed on my lips. "Soysauce!" he said as he finished wiping my lips. "Thanks," I said and smile . We ate and talk about some random kinds of stuff. I can say that this experience wasn’t so bad, the food tastes good and James is fun to be with. ------- "Aren't you going to Party somewhere?" he asked me as we walked towards the elevator of my condo.