Novel & Cerita Mary Alice Monroe Beach House Series

It's so refreshing to be here and I can't wait to go into the water. My sister and I always loved to be in the water. When my parents took us to our beach house, she and I spent hours and hours of the day swimming and dancing in the water. “ Holy shit! He is a rich man.” Roxy wondered beside me looking at the beach house, no it's not a house but a freaking beach Mansion. My eyes nearly bugged out when my eyes landed on it. It stood so tall, wide, and beautiful. There is a manmade pond on the side of the mansion with floaties and deck chairs.

“I know, but eventually you will.” I hadn’t been to my beach house in three months. The last time I went, I’d longed for peace and quiet after Gaia’s funeral. I’d come alone without Simona and Daniele because every look at them reminded me of the woman I wanted to forget. Isadora’s eyes widened in awe when we pulled up in front of the splendid white bungalow on the beach. Mia owned the house beside it, but we rarely visited this place at the same time, even if she’d been insisting on a family vacation for a while. Simona had fallen asleep in her seat, but Daniele’s face flashed with recognition. He’d loved this place in the past. I worried even though that had changed.

"I'm taking Lily to the beach. The doctor wants her outside more. If you want to come." "Where?" "Shell Cove. It’s about an hour’s drive north." A pause. Long enough that I almost backtrack and offer him Santa Monica. "I know where Shell Cove is," he says, and his voice has gone slightly odd, the way it does when something has caught him sideways. I didn’t expect him to remember that he’s been there. “That’s where… Nathanial’s mother bought the beach house. I went there for the house warming. You were working late.” Of course. He doesn’t remember his first visit.

The house stood close to the water, against the backdrop of palm trees and open sky, clean lines and wide glass windows reflecting the fading light. Nora stopped in her tracks. “Wow,” she breathed. “Eli…” I watched her reaction, feeling something close to pride. “Yeah.” Movers were already bringing in furniture, boxes stacked neatly inside. She turned to me, eyes wide. “Did you really buy this place?” “No, the whole beach,” I said. “Yesterday. All the papers are done.” “That fast?” She blinked. “Wait, what? The whole beach?" “Yeah," I smiled proudly. “This is a private section of the beach residence, we have neighbors.” I pointed at the distant houses.

“I was thinking we could walk around the beach at sunset. We haven’t been there yet.” “I’d love that.” As I roll my pants up after leaving the villa, I can’t help but think that next time, I’ll definitely take the yacht out. One week simply wasn’t enough for us to get more done. Nothing feels better than being in bed with her. Touching her. Kissing her. Loving her. I don’t want to take time away from that to do anything else, and no, I don’t care about how that sounds. “Oh, wow!” Alice remarks breathlessly as she walks closer to shore. She’s dressed in a yellow and white sundress that makes the curve of her ass look mouthwatering. I walk up to her and place my hand right there. “Theo, this i

Zayden stood on the beach in the hotel suite courtyard, looking at the moon in the distance. Behind him, there was a pool, and the sound of water flipping faded. Alice, who was in a sexy red bikini, got out of the pool and dried her hair. Then she noticed a group of beautiful women on the beach, whistling at Zayden. Zayden was indifferent towards them. As he was looking for Alice, he suddenly heard someone whistling around him and asked, “Hey, cute guy. Are you waiting for someone?”

The night breeze fanned her skin when she alighted from the yatch and they made their way to a beach resort on the island of Haling Cove. The resort had been a fabulous exquisite looking glass house which seemed portable and classy at the same time. The interior decor was modern and screamed finesse, vibrant colors decked the walls of the house; something which Marcellus's mansion at Ocean city lacked. The expensive house looked like one of those houses on Bondi beach or the resorts on the Maldives.

The beach house was secluded and luxurious, perched right on the edge of the cliffs with large floor-to-ceiling glass doors that opened onto a private wooden deck overlooking the endless dark ocean. Moonlight danced across the waves, and the distant crash of surf provided a constant, sensual soundtrack. Marcus Rivera led Sophia Brooks inside, his large hand firm and possessive on her lower back, fingers splayed just above the curve of her ass. The moment the heavy door clicked shut behind them, the playful energy from the evening shifted into something intensely kinky and electric.

We didn't stay too long inside the pack house, Michael and I decided to go to the beach already. The beach where the party will be held is not too far from the Black Shadow pack and it only took us less than thirty minutes before we got there. Michael parks the car beside the huge two-storey cottage that Alpha Kayden is renting. When I got out of the car I immediately wonder my eyes around and I couldn't help but marvel at what I had just witnessed, the place was so beautiful and it felt so good when a somewhat cold air start caressing my skin. "I want to go near the shore, Michael," I said to Michael who just nodded at me.

"Let me handle this one. You handled Gerald Winters brilliantly. But Victoria Mason she's different. More dangerous. Let me use my father's methods. The permanent ones." She was quiet for a long moment. Then: "Okay. But I want details. I want to know exactly what you're doing, how you're doing it, who's helping. No more secrets." "Complete transparency. Even the ugly parts." "Especially the ugly parts." She squeezed my hand. "We're in this together, remember? Monsters who love each other." "Monsters who protect their children." "Same thing." The Malibu beach house was beautiful modern, secure, right on the ocean. Marcus had stocked it with everything we needed. By the time we arrived, the ba