Romance Beach Reads Novels & Stories

I like living in the shadows. 'And they all lived happily ever after...the end.' Another book read from my summer romance reading list. I've read 43 romance novels this summer. Then there's the list of English Lit novels I had to read over the summer. I finished all five of those in the first three days of summer break. "What are you reading there, Train Tracks?" Kelly Lavender asks. "My name is Lily...not Train Tracks."

Ethan lies. I was about to laugh but then he pinched my side. "Why didn't you just say that you don't want to date or get married because you love each other." "Honey, those kids must be scared." "Oh my god!! This means they're going to be married!" Tita said very happily to mom and they both hugged each other. "There will be no double wedding because they will marry each other!" The four of them seem to be very happy and I'm quite happy because Ethan is the one I'm going to marry instead of the other man out there that I don't like!

His hands pulled me closer, his kisses hungry as he straddled my legs, pinning me to the couch. I ran my hands up under his shirt, feeling his muscles tighten under my fingertips. He sat up, and pulled his shirt over his head, his muscles flexing as the fabric left his body. I wanted to touch him everywhere, to taste every inch of his skin. I pulled him back down against me, my lips open and waiting for him. He pressed his body against mine, his skin hot against the thin fabric of my undershirt. He moved his kisses down my neck, nibbling gently on the sensitive skin of my throat and collarbone. My hips arched up into him, feeling him harden against me.

Finding a secluded beach in Rome is very rare which is exactly the reason why no one knew about it. However, I regretted wearing my black denims since the saltwater was now itching my legs through my soaked jeans but seeing Phoebe enjoy herself was worth all the fuss. I circle my arms around her waist as she takes in the view in front of her and kiss the top of her head gently. “It’s beautiful, Blaze” She murmurs softly and I nod my head in agreement. It’s indeed beautiful For a few serene seconds, I imagined myself living a life with this beautiful woman by my side along with our kids.

“I don’t deserve your love and kindness!” “That’s impossible! How can that be?” Matthew mumbled. “It’s not like you said! You must have gotten it wrong somehow!” “I’m not wrong. I asked my uncle about it, and he admitted the truth!” Matthew gaped at Christina for a while. Then, he shouted abruptly, “Get out! Get the hell out of here!” Michael stood on the balcony of Oak Lake Villa. His vision was trained on a spot some distance away. This was the city’s most luxurious villa district. Michael bought this piece of land just so he could build a villa for Christina.

It was a very expensive ride. "Of course it is, this is a memory that I'll engrave in my head forever hehe." "Oh really? There were better moments than this though." I can't believe this guy is such a clichè. I guess he wanted to do some romantic stuff he saw on tv. "Better moments than this? I can't possibly think of anything better than riding the ferris wheel on the sunset with you, isn't that the most romantic?" Ugh, just like what I've thought! What a clichè.

- Maria The hot sun beat down on the beach below and made the water twinkle beneath its rays. Sprawled out on a comfortable chair with a book in my hand, I felt my skin soak up that warmth. It was a beautiful day, and I was more than happy to cook in that sunshine, listening to the waves crashing and reading at my leisure. The beach was a private one that Dimitri had scoped for us and wasted no time gaining ownership of it the moment I said I thought it was beautiful.

"So, I'd like to ask, what kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves using a girlfriend's supplementary card to buy the mentee a Tiffany necklace? What kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves booking a king-size room together at a hot spring hotel?" The room erupted in murmurs. Everly's face turned pale. She instinctively grabbed onto Jeremy's sleeve. "You... You're lying! That was for work!" she screamed. I gestured for Justin Orson to play the projection. On the screen appeared a list of transactions alongside corresponding social media posts. [December 1: Thank you for the necklace, Jeremy. I love it.] [Transaction: 2000 dollars charged to Jeremy's supplementary card.] [December 24: