Seaside Novels & Stories

Once dad and I are seated, the carriage sets off, taking a route away from the bustling city. I gaze out the window, the countryside, the route the coachman takes, passing by in a blur. After roughly fifteen minutes, the air becomes crisp and it carries the scent of the approaching sea. In the distance, the tantalizing scent of saltwater mingles with the delicate fragrance of flowers. As the carriage ascends the winding path leading to the wedding venue, the world unfolds before me like a dream. The pathway clings to the edge of a cliff, and the sea stretches out endlessly, a vast expanse of shimmering blue. The waves below thump and swoosh, their rhythm soothing and mesmerizing.

All I want is my wolf and a fresh start not to be mixed up in another love triangle. The beach stretches out before me, the crystal clear water meeting the sandy shore in a flawless horizon. Seagulls soar overhead and the sun glints off the surface of the ocean, creating a dazzling display of light. The air is thick with the scent of salt and seaweed, a refreshing and briny smell that tickles my nose. The Mermaid Inn stands proudly at the end of the boardwalk, its sign gently swaying in the ocean breeze. A smile slowly spread across my face as I took in the rustic beauty of the wooden boards rusting from the constant touch of salt.

The road curved gently along the coastline, the sea glittering beside them like scattered diamonds under the late morning sun. Ivory leaned her head against the window, a small smile playing on her lips as Willis drove one-handed, his other arm stretched across to rest behind her seat. “Are you sure you’re not a secret travel agent?” she murmured, glancing at the perfect seaside cabin coming into view ahead. Nestled between dunes and sea grass, it looked like it had been plucked from a daydream.

The waves crashed gently against the shore, their foam white against the inky sands, creating a mesmerizing contrast that made the scene feel almost unreal. The sound of the waves filled the air, a soothing rhythm that seemed to sync with the beating of her heart. It was as if the ocean itself was breathing, alive with energy and mystery. The sunlight, casting its golden rays upon the water, made it appear as though the sea was shimmering with liquid gold, a sight that left Aria breathless. She stood at the edge of the property, gazing out at the vast expanse of the sea, feeling as though she had stepped into a dream, a dream where anything was possible.

The sound of waves crashing against the shore greeted me as I stepped out of the car and took my first look at the secluded beach resort Adrian had brought me to. It was breathtaking, the kind of place that seemed pulled straight from a postcard. A long stretch of golden sand hugged the turquoise water, and palm trees swayed gently in the breeze. The sun was low on the horizon, casting warm orange and pink hues over the sea. For a moment, I forgot to breathe. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Adrian’s voice pulled me from my trance. He stood beside me, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, but there was a softness in his eyes as he looked at me, not the view.

The blonde looked at Elaine, “What is it?” The knight simply motioned, and Andrew looked out at the expanse of sea and sky. Scattered white buildings and bobbing boats were the only objects breaking up the endless expanse of blue. The boy let out a low whistle, and Naomi’s mouth formed an obvious ‘oh’. They were both caught in the trance of Neera; many who came to the seaside city never left, for very good reason.

She grabbed her car keys from the table, slipped on a pair of flat shoes, and headed outside without overthinking it further. The drive to the seaside was smooth and almost eerily calm. The road curved along the coast, revealing glimpses of the vast ocean stretching endlessly beneath the bright sky. Sunlight glittered across the water like scattered diamonds, and the salty breeze drifted through the slightly open window of her car. When she arrived, she parked near the edge of the quiet shoreline. The waves rolled gently against the sand, creating a soothing rhythm that echoed through the open space. Eleanor stepped out of the car and closed the door behind he

**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.

“Why’s that?” “Along that rocky point, the waves roll in bigger. Sometimes reach over twelve feet high. The Salt Creek break is where they test their skills.” Blink laughed at the expression on Evelyn’s face. “Now, don’t you worry none. Salt Creek is where the experts go to get barreled, sure, but it’s also a great place to swim and sunbathe. The sand is powder soft and the views are stunning. Come sail again. You’ll see.” **

she corrected leaning forward leaving a small kiss on my forehead. "Where would we go?" I asked allowing my imagination to run wild since I knew it wouldn't happen anytime soon. "Jamaica," she voiced gripping my thigh making me smile. "I could see that," I mumbled. "One of these days I'm just gonna come home and tell you to pack a bag," she confessed leaning forward pecking my lips. "How close is one of these days?" I questioned earning a small laugh from her. "It's gonna be a surprise," she answered before capturing my lips in a deep kiss that had me coming alive. My hand immediately moved around her neck holding her against me as her hand travelled further up my thigh creating images in my