People We Meet On Vacation Book Novels & Stories

With that, Jack seemed to relax back into his chair. “Isn’t that what vacations are for? To have experiences that you don’t usually have in your everyday life?” he asked putting his menu down. I bit my bottom lip before answering. “I suppose so. Vacations are for experiences we don't usually have in our everyday lives. Most people don’t get to lounge around and eat bonbons all day, so that is a vacation for them. I don’t usually save people’s lives and meet handsome strangers who take me to dinner, so that’s my vacation,” I said.

I stressed. I don’t know why, but these words crumbled her. Her face fell and her eyes filled with tears. “Hey,” I spoke, moving closer to her. “What’s wrong?” “I cannot be your home, Nate,” she whispered and my heart sank. “But I do choose you.” “What?” I asked, confused. “This…” she pointed around us, “This is not my vacation. You are my vacation. You are my perfect vacation…” “I--- I don’t understand,” I asked, perplexed. How could I be her vacation?

CHAPTER 44 •AURORA MARCO• It’s been two weeks since our vacation and it’s been nothing short of amazing and fun. Visiting many intriguing locations and trying out different meals was the highlight of this trip. Some days were spent at the villa where we just stayed indoors baking random pastries and of course, having sex.

I smiled softly and let myself linger in the warmth of the bed a little longer. Eventually, reality called. The vacation was almost over. Work, school, responsibilities—they were all waiting. But after the chaos of the cabin, I found myself strangely reluctant to leave. This little mountain retreat had been more than a vacation. It had been a reset, a healing, a way to remember that life could be messy, beautiful, and safe all at once.

the chapter contains sexual content Jason POV [ a few weeks later...] • Malibu, California I glanced at the tattered book cover of my favorite novel and tossed it into Violet's beach bag with a towel, a bottle of water and my SPF 50 for my tanned skin. It was a hundred degrees—about right for this beautiful place, and I was enjoying this vacation with Violet. The sun was dimming to sunset, the water was flowing in rapids to the shore voluminously as the birds chirped in a song through the sky.

I’ve found something that might help us. I frowned, loosening my tie "What is it?" "A vacation." She pressed the flier against my chest until I had no choice but to take it. The cover showed a couple holding hands on a beach, the sun setting behind them. A romantic getaway the pamphlet read. I stared at her, disbelief washing over me "You want to go on vacation?"

The question comes from Noah, who grimaces just at the mention of the word "love." "Maybe…" I give the same answer as always. The atmosphere is quite lively on another day of vacation in Fernando de Noronha. Colin, Noah, and I are making the most of this paradise of sun and sea. We're completely different, but from the moment we met, we became inseparable friends, always choosing the same destination for our vacations.

Ivan scoffed, “For the first time in a long time, we are safe and we have nothing to worry about, no insane wolf trying to kill us, no mad vampires and who knows what else is out there. We have none of that to worry about. Things are back to normal, of course we need to celebrate, we have every reason to.” “You know what? Let’s go on a vacation!” Javier said. I looked at Ivan and he smiled, “Why the fuck not, that’s a good way to start the celebration.” Seeing the boys all fired up was getting me fired up myself, why should we not indulge in the pleasures of life? We deserved it as much as anyone. I smiled, “Guess, it is a vacation then, I will pick the place…how does Monte Carlo sound?”

Even though their travel manager had booked separate rooms for Roth and Tristan, Roth was hanging out in Tristan’s room, as he always did until he found a girl on vacation. Usually on the first day of the vacation, Roth would hang out around Tristan so much that Tristan would be in a state of ecstasy.

With Tony, Brittney, Patricia, and me all onboard, we embark on a journey to a paradisiacal island tucked away in the heart of the Caribbean. The moment we set foot on the island, the vibrant hues of turquoise waters and golden sands greet us, instantly lifting our spirits. Our accommodation, a charming beachfront villa adorned with swaying palm trees and vibrant flowers, felt like a dreamy retreat from the bustling world we'd left behind. After Patricia freshens up, I take my turn, aiming for a quick refresh before diving back into the vacation spirit. However, as I emerge from the shower, there she is—Patricia, in a serene slumber that seems to envelop the room.