Parallel Paradise Novels & Stories

But I also assumed Ryan and I would be friends for a long while after all this, and knew I'd pay him back once I found a job— at least partially and in increments. It wasn't a private boat, but it was spacious with cushioned seats all around and 2 seats in the middle. The boat was white, with bright red accents and the word "PARASAILING" printed on the side. On the boat was Ryan, Alec, and I, along with 2 male crew members—a driver and someone to help with parasailing—and 2 other girls who appeared to be around our age, if not slightly older. They were sitting at the bow of the boat, flirting with Alec while Ryan and I sat in the back near the motor.

In the middle of the paradise that our God has given you, you could be easily tempted by such storms. Ericka's conscience is eating away at her because she is surrounded by a lot of temptations and opinions that she has already buried in her stomach. The blow of the turbulent windstorms that strike the stainless steel protecting the passenger bus loaded in the enormous passenger ship across the ocean separating the regions of the island she hopes to give her paradise allows her to let them out. Ericka is currently trying to figure out why she continues to live in this small, meaningless world that she has thought of as her paradise since she was a young child.

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"Wow, this is a paradise!" Clarisse widely smiles while looking at the tranquil beach. The waves sounds like a wonderful music to her ears, and it calms her heart and soul... They are the only people at the beach, and it makes her even more excited. It means that she will be able to enjoy the breathtaking view of the ocean... Michele, smiled at her in return, while looking pleased at her reaction. “You're right. This is like a paradise on earth. My parents actually call this place as "Paradis du Soleil..." he tells Michele the history of the beach resort.

PARAISO ba sa ibang mundo ang lugar na nasa harapan niya? It's a private place, and there's a Mansion that looks like an old European house in a creamy beige palette. It looks so elegant with this romantic style post making it looks like a classic roman structure. There is a swimming pool surrounded by well-groomed Bermuda grass and a minimalist glass house not far away from the Mansion. There is a cliff that shows the stunning view of the ocean and heaven's horizon. She's speechless and couldn't find any word to describe how romantic and peaceful the place was.

Ben commented. “It’s beautiful. It’s so peaceful out here. I don’t have to please anyone. I don’t have to worry about what’s going on back at the base.” I said. “This is our little place.” Ben said. “Piece of paradise.” I said, laughing. “I know that it’s probably not paradise. But I don’t really know what paradise looks like. So this is mine.” I added. “Paradise can be wherever you want it to be.” Ben said.

It was as if the universe had orchestrated their meeting, weaving a tapestry of destiny that unfolded with each step they took together. Their journey led them to a clear path, almost like a road. Just off the path, you could see the shape of a house bathed in sunlight, nestled among tall oak and pine trees. Looking closer, it wasn't just one cabin; there were several, some close to each other and some farther into the distance. John couldn't hide his astonishment and blurted out, "What's all this?" Darius, with a warm smile, responded, "Welcome to Wildwood Haven, John."

At a distance over the forest... The afternoon sun shone brightly over the Northern Woods, early summer in full flower. Then, the ideal setting was disturbed by a crackling of yellowish lightning and a sudden gale of wind whipping the trees. Golden liquid fell to the trees in thick globs as the portal opened with a bright flash that challenged the Lower Realm sun. The portal to the Parliel Realm was opened just large enough for two figures to fling themselves through before it closed with a violent crackle of energy. Then the day stilled, returning to pleasant normality.

The 8th Dimension (The Second Angelic Sphere-Paradise) Haneul guessed wrong, they brought him into Paradise, not The Pocket. They must have thought he would be less likely to escape there. He almost laughed. They give him too much credit. Whether it be The Pocket or Paradise, Haneul couldn't possibly escape all on his own nor did he want to. All he cared about was for Tina to be safe.

He continued, "Your parents have truly lost their minds!" After the surgery, I was left with a four-inch scar behind my waist. My parents softened their attitude toward me… or perhaps it would be more accurate to say they didn't have time to punish me because they were too busy caring for August after the surgery. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how ashen and skinny I was. I couldn't help wondering how long I had to live. Would I die first, or would August? August was like a parasite that wouldn't stop sucking my blood. What would my parents do if I were to die before him? Would they have another child?