The Beach House Novels & Stories

“Patricia?” Patricia smiled. “I haven't been to the beach in twenty years. I'd love to go.” Victoria looked at Michael, who had moved on from smashing carrots to smashing peas. “The beach it is.” The house was on the Outer Banks, a sprawling rental with floor-to-ceiling windows and a deck that faced the ocean. Victoria had found it online, had booked it on a whim, and now stood in the living room, watching the waves crash against the shore. “This is amazing,” Liam said, running past her with a boogie board.

“Some of us are single and suffering.” Ugo immediately pointed at Aaron. “There’s a solution right there.” Aaron nearly choked. “Leave me out of this.” Everyone laughed except Tina, who kept glaring at Tae-jun every few seconds like she wanted to throw him into the ocean. The beach house was massive. The moment we stepped fully inside, Chloe actually gasped. The whole place looked unreal. Huge glass walls. Warm lights. Soft cream couches. A giant staircase curved upward like something from a movie. Beyond the windows, the ocean stretched forever, glowing under the sunset.

A group of teens dressed in bathing suits made their way to the beach, carrying bags, coolers, a volleyball, towels, and some chairs. We passed a lot of houses and shops as we drove towards my house. Samantha gasped and stared in awe at the luxurious and modern beach houses by the ocean. Soon the houses became fewer the closer we got to my estate. It was a bit isolated from the populated area. I like the peace and quiet. My house came into view and Darian released a sigh of relief, "Finally." I pulled onto the driveway, turned off the car, and got out, everyone doing the same. "Home sweet home," Darian mumbled as he breathed in the air.

"Green bay" Aria read the name of the coastal town, which would be her home for the next few months. Her GPS drove her towards a beach house, which is huge. It's raised a couple of feet above the ground. The concrete circular driveway is on a slope. There is a well-manicured lawn on either side of the driveway. She can see nothing but rocks in the backyard, which led to a sandy beach. The house is built on the rocky shore, a little higher than the beach level.

We are on the way to their beach house. "Because I don't want to. Like who in their right mind gets married at 19? And remember we don't want this to reach the media." We stopped at Leslie's house to pick her up after picking Sophie. "So how far is your beach house?" Dia asked from behind. "About an hour." "This is so beautiful," Dia replied wide-eyed looking at the spectacular beach house with an infinity pool at the front. "I know" I chuckled at her. "Gosh Ryan, I still can't understand how loaded you guys are... I mean your mansion is one thing because it's ancestral but this!!" She gazed at the house with her mouth open.

Blue : yes Me: would you like to live in a houseboat or a beach house? Blue : huh? What's a houseboat? Me: it's a house that floats on water like a boat. But it's usually on one side of the water. Always Blue : then what's a beach house? Me: a beautiful house, situated on a beach. Blue : wow I held her hand as we walked out of the house Me: which would you prefer Blue : the beach house, definitely I smiled I opened the door to my car for her I went round it and opened mine then entered

It's not too busy and I think that may be because it's below 40°F outside but you can still feel that liveliness of it. As soon as we arrive to the beach house, I realized that I should've known he was lying when he called it small. From the outside it looks like it has four bedrooms minimum, but I couldn't care less. We get in and the place is as warm as an oven, first thing I assume is that someone was here and Xander confirmed that he got some help to clean up the place for our arrival, which I was grateful for because that allowed me to just drag my husband to the bedroom and...

There was a pathway of flowers leading to the beach house from the beach. The beach house was well equiped. It had spacious bedrooms, a living room with a fireplace, a spacious dining room, a gym, a game house, which almost looked like a casino. It had a pool, a mini bar and what's more, just outside the beach house, at the other entrance, was a courtyard and a golf court.

The car ride was exactly what Leonardo had expected it to be, quiet as neither of them spoke to one another. The ten-minute ride was enough for the both of them; trapped inside the same car was uncomfortable to say the least. Leonardo exited the car and Aurora followed after. The house was spectacular, nothing like the big Russo family mansions that she had been too but this house was smaller. The perfect beach house, facing the beach, built with wood and painted in white. The perfectly positioned porch at the front of the house, facing the beach with a rocking chair outside. Even though it was late and Aurora could not quite make out what the beach looked like, she could hear the waves tras

True to Caesar's words, the beach house was really only a couple of walks away from where we were, and the plankton can still be clearly seen. The beach house was small, but it was enough for two to three people. It is a single-story beach house that is made of harder wood that seems to be able to withstand any elements. It has two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a dining room. It also has a veranda where Caesar and I decided to stay while we drank our beers and watched the plankton. We sat side by side on a wooden chair. The beers, chips, pizza, and some other foods were set on the wooden table in front of us.