Knd Beach Novels & Stories

Keane asked, breaking my train of thought as he led me toward an open spot on the sand. “Nice,” I said, glancing over my shoulder. “Wait, where’s Conrad?” “Back to playing beach ball and figuring out how to get ten different girls' numbers tonight.” I couldn't help but laugh. “You two are really close, aren't you?” “Known each other since middle school,” Keane replied as we sat down on the cool sand near the glowing embers of the fire. He popped open a cold can and pressed it into my palm. “Don’t worry, it’s non-alcoholic.”

Ryan knocked back the rest of his orange juice, rinsed his glass, and set it in the drain. The past week had been one of the best he had ever known. Nothing beyond Ft. Myers Beach existed for him. Not, Psycho Marlo, the avalanche of bad publicity, the pressure from the team…nothing. He and Kaitlyn had been happy in their own little world. She wasn't back to running yet but she walked on the beach while he ran and waited for him to come back. Sometimes they waded into the surf for a quick swim. They played tourist, in this typical tourist beach town, strolling the narrow sidewalks, eating ice cream.

“When you said this was a popular place, I had no idea there was nothing here. Where to all the people on the beaches come from?” “Likely most from LA,” the captain explained. “This particular stretch of beach is good for all types. The family types bring the kids out to swim in the shallows and build sandcastles. One stretch has the perfect waves good for the beginner watermen. This small cove between the point of the headland and Salt Creek Beach is called Strands. It’s a good spot for watching the show.” “Watermen?” She asked, taking her first bite, then closing her eyes as the blissful blend of flavors bloomed in her mouth.

I wonder why Kai needs the canteen, and how long he’s planning to be gone. “I won’t be long,” Kai says, answering my unasked question. He pivots and disappears out the door. While we wait for him to return, we continue observing Alcatraz, the bay and the marina from our perch, looking for any signs of danger. We don’t see anything worrisome, but that doesn’t mean danger isn’t there, lurking somewhere out of sight. True to his word, Kai is back in less than twenty minutes. Draped over his left arm are several long strands of slimy, greenish brown kelp. Obviously, he went back down the hill to the beach. It would have taken any of us much longer to make that trip.

Kendrick said standing his ground. **** They arrived at the beach which Kendrick had in mind and there were a lot of people around. The air was fresh and cool to the body. They paid for two fresh coconut water and sun loungers with umbrellas. Kendrick insisted they lie down on the sun lounger to have a nice view of the sea and feel the natural wind on their skin. “How are you enjoying the view?” Kendrick asked. They had been close to each other for some time and none of them was ready to say anything so Kendrick decided to speak first.

They will Jump if he says jump, no questions asked. Hospitals, schools, parks, salons, super markets, malls you name it , they have it on the island. The people there live comfortably. Nearly thirty people work in Kyle's beach facing mansion everyday. Maids, cooks, butler, guards, gardeners etc. It's highly secured and is standing on the Cliff, facing the beach. There are a series of crude rock steps leading from the backyard of the mansion leading to the beach down the hill. It's absolutely breathtaking.

Eros came over from their room next door. “We’re heading to the beach. Are you coming too?” Melinda stayed back to look after the pets while we headed to the beach. The twins were happy running around and splashing in the crystal clear water of the bay. With vast stretches of pine forests directly along the seashore, the Schinias Beach was one of the most illustrious areas to bathe. “Dad, can we snorkel?” cried out Zayden, seeing a speedboat pass by. “You are too young to snorkel. The rules here don’t allow children below 6 years.” The twins looked so disappointed that I felt bad for them.

Most of the journey was of Dane’s back or my bangs. It’s a small enclosed cliffy beach, tiny in size, with only a dirt road access big enough for a bike or on foot. He’s brought us all the way down to where the gravel meets sand. The tide is coming in, so we have maybe forty feet of sand still on show and it feels so secluded and private it’s like a romantic fairytale spot. Pretty and boxed in by three walls of cliffs.

She looked spellbound. All of a sudden, lightning and thunder grumbled through the night sky. The crowd didn't seem to be bothered by the impending rain. Jesse and K wouldn't give a damn about it, too. As for K, she was having the time of her life. A little rain on a hot and humid New York summer night in the middle of a fucking concert wouldn't hurt. Murmurs filled the air as the audience waited for the next act. Jesse turned to K, leaning towards her ear. "Can you tell me what K stands for?"

She excused herself and went to the bathroom which made Brieanna laugh. While alone, she started eating Kendal's leftover fries while watching some interesting videos on her phone. Ah, she misses the waves already. Their city was far from the beach. You can drive or take the bus there but the waves are also different, the sands were not pure white or goldish, they were man-made beaches.