Sea Breeze Book Nook Novels & Stories

**Two Years Earlier…** Zenna wrapped her arms around herself, embracing her body as she breathed in the fresh air. The unique scent of the midnight sea was cold and chilling. Silently, she gazed at the shoreline along the eastern coastline of Viareggio. The waves crashing against the rocks sounded like music to her ears. “So peaceful,” Zenna whispered as she closed her eyes. She inhaled deeply, spreading her arms. She felt like a piece of paper, longing to be carried away by the cold breeze. *Oh, midnight breeze.* She smiled, but her eyes held traces of sadness.

I really love you. Through the lines, I only read his reluctance. Without hesitation, I blocked the number that I could recite even in my dreams. On the wedding day, Colin, covered in blood, crawled across the road and blocked our path. Through the car window, I saw him drag himself toward us. He shouted, "Selena, help me! I regret it so much. Come and see me." It was a horrific scene, making me jump. Lucien quickly covered my eyes. "Don't be scared. I'll have someone take him away."

It was the cold and fresh sea breeze that blew gently through his face that kept his mind in tranquility. Azrael felt a presence beside him, a young woman went to join him as he looked at the glorious sight of the moon. “The sea is a scary place to be in, don’t you think?” she gave him a smile, “Why do we desire to explore yonder?” asked the woman, as the cooling breeze swoosh, stroking tenderly their faces.

She knew her journey would be long so she chose to open the book Brida by Paulo Coelho to read. Almost after 10 long hours, Iris's flight landed in Seattle bringing goosebumps to her skin. She was excited to see her old two-story building and her father taking care of the garden her mother made with her own hands. She was excited to see her old childhood room and her leftover memories. Seattle's weather wasn't good either. She looked through the window and saw it was raining there. Keeping her book in her backpack she grabbed the coat to wrap around her body. Taking her luggage from the luggage belt the moment she stepped out of the airport a strange cold wind hit her body making her shiver

I could never get tired of coastal living. She leans her head inside, “Kids are y’all ready for our walk with Pearl?” “Almost,” Mia yells back. Melody turns back towards the coastline, a tangerine sky, apricot sun, kissing the dark blue waves. Seagulls, caw to one another, birds chirp, and honeysuckle rustles in the sea breeze. “I’m ready, Mom.” Leo emerges from the cottage, Pearl in his arms.

The night air was cool and salt-laced, carrying the faint crash of the waves against the shore. The hotel restaurant behind them was still alive with murmurs and laughter, but once Aris tugged Adrea gently by the hand and led her outside, the noise faded into the background. The beach stretched before them, quiet and silvered under the moonlight. The sand was soft and pale, the tide frothing forward and retreating with rhythmic certainty. Adrea felt her chest loosen as the first touch of sea breeze brushed her face. Here, there was space to breathe, away from cameras, dealers, and calculating eyes.

The tension slowly left her shoulders. As she neared Sea’s Edge, following the guide of her GPS almost religiously, the air grew saltier and the scent of the ocean became more pronounced. Lila felt a thrill of anticipation as she drove down a low hill and caught a glimpse of the sparkling blue sea. The town itself was charming, with quaint cottages, colorful shops and narrow streets lines with the greenest bushes and shrubs. She found the bookshop easily – it was a small, inviting building with a sign that read “Seaside Reads.” Lila parked her car and took a moment to compose herself before stepping out. This was it, her new beginning.

“We’re not going back.” We sneak through the cloying darkness to the back of the shop. Mommy eases a door open and the cool, fresh sea breeze hits me right away. In the distance, I can hear the waves breaking on the beach. The tide is coming in. I inhale deeply, sticking my fist in my mouth as the clean air fills my lungs and tries to force the stale dust out. Mommy leans over and puts her lips next to my ears. “Very quiet now, Sim. We are going to run.”

Or is he walking towards his own doom? Will Matilda and her two sisters still be there in the sad grey room? Padgett has Jane and the others to care for her a bit longer. The boat’s propeller purrs into action. I sit back, the morning breeze fanning out my black hair as Briss steers us eastwards, back into almost Rising Star and eventually Shadowlands territory. “If anything happens, you run,” Briss whispers, his hand clamped tightly in mine. I put my other hand on top of his, clasping him tightly. That's all I can do, apart from hoping the scent of lemon was a delusion on my part.

His father stared at him blankly, trying to read what his son is thinking. 'Why is this young adult wants to go to a secluded island?' his father can't help but think about what's wrong with his son, acting weird lately. "Oh, c'mon Dad!" Bea stepped out of the boat and removed her hat. The fresh wind blows, caressing her bare face. Inhaling clean air with zero pollution. "Paradise!" This is what she's been longing for, a place to hide. A place that relaxes your soul. Bea's in euphoria whilst observing the place. It had white sand and the saltwater is clear as crystal. You could literally see what's underneath it. Plus the waves are calm.