Mary Alice Monroe Beach House Series นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Bayswater Beach Annabelle Aoki The day had been filled with surprises, from unwanted visitors searching for the ruby stone to exploring the beach house's underground passageway and exiting at Montgomery's backyard to rescuing Dimitri and his human mate. What a day indeed. During dinner, Romeo had announced that he would remain at the beach house with us. He suspects James and his posse could be returning for another search and wanted to make sure that I am safe. How gallant of him.

She crossed the room slowly, reached past me, and closed the tab with a decisive click. “There are many other documents that actually need your attention,” she said lightly, brushing imaginary lint from my shoulder. “Instead of mooning over your ex-wife’s picture.” She gave me a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, kissed my lips, a smirk reaching her face, and walked out, heels clicking down the hall. The door shut behind her. My office felt suddenly too quiet. I reopened the tab anyway. --- Bella’s POV The private beach house sat on a hill like it had been carved there just for us. Nathan paid for four days. The ocean stretched out in both directions.

You're embarrassing me by being here. Tears spilled down Stella's cheeks. At that moment, Micah didn't seem like her father at all. I was also stunned and stood rooted to the spot. "Moonrise Bay is my private beach, Micah. How could you—" "That's enough!" Micah exclaimed, shooting an annoyed look at Stella and me.

SECRET IN THE BEACHE The private beach house was even more luxurious than I had imagined — a sprawling villa right on the private stretch of white sand, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ocean and multiple bedrooms that gave the illusion of privacy. Mom had been thrilled the entire flight, talking nonstop about wedding details and how this “family bonding trip” was the perfect way to start our new life together. Marcus had been quiet, but every time our eyes met, that dark, possessive hunger burned brighter.

I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach is where I often come whenever I'm pissed and it does the magic of taking away all my worries and replacing them with smiles. I sat down on my favourite bench watching the waves the water creates. I love the serenity and calmness and because of that, I recently built a beach house few metres away from here. I looked up and saw my house at the far end of the beach and smile now that my mother and her b**ch of a girl has decided to frustrate my life. I am starting to think of moving over here since she doesn't know I have a house here so I can at least have peace and returned to my house without having to see any b**ch laying h

" Her hand went to touch the side of her forehead as she closed her eyes dizzily. Ginny stared at her, mouth dropping. That is Maria Nixon. She thought and dumbfoundedly ran her eyes up and down her figure. As one of Damien's lovers, she was aware of Maria. She had met her several times in the past but never assumed she would encounter her like this, in the Alpha's mansion. In the same room as his mate. It was kind of awkward. Two ex-lovers in the same room as the Alpha's mate. "Oh dear, you don't look good." Madam Martha reduced the awkward heaviness in the air. She politely walked to Maria and checked her forehead. "I am fine, Ms. Martha. I need some rest. I don't feel good."

Sienna nodded. “Me too,” she admitted. They enjoyed mouth-watering pizzas and then finally drove off to Long Island. On the way, Alexia told Sienna about the new school where Lucas had admitted her. She excitedly rambled on about her class teacher, her friends, her hobbies while Nicholas slept all the time. After an hour and a half, they finally reached the sundrenched, contemporary mansion tucked away amidst swaying trees with a private beach of its own. Perfectly positioned over an elevated dune to maximize access to the ocean and its views, the ocean-facing house looked like everything they needed to relax their tired muscles. A private walkway led down over the dune down to the beach. Al

“Ohh you don't have to lie, I know she is very weird, but don't worry she is a real sweetheart once you get to know her, that I can promise you.” Right… sure, I do doubt that as she certainly seemed not interested in knowing me at all. “Okay,” she clapped, cutting through that perfect smile on her face, “That's enough sightseeing now, I think it's about time I show you around the beach house right?” She motioned her hands down to the beach, and then began to escort me right down, showing me around the beach house, which I have to say was surprisingly very, confusing. I mean, it's just a beach house, why the hell is it so confusing? And it's quite different from the one we Morello's own beach

Mark’s POV I needed to get away. With Alice finally out of our lives, there was nothing tying us down anymore. And if anyone deserved a break—it was Sage. So, I planned a trip. Just us. No guards. No distractions. Just the sound of the waves and her body against mine. The sun was setting when we arrived at my old beach house—a sleek, glass-fronted place tucked against a private stretch of white sand. I hadn’t been here in years, but everything was the same. Quiet. Isolated. Ours.

They were making a lot of fuss about moving, and asked us where we were going. Something told me that this was going to be a long drive home. You remember the beach house that was originally both Kaitlyn's and Alice’s? Well... We found out that there was space close to there for the whole pack to thrive, and we could go to the beach that Alice loved.