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Bride of Ruthless Billionaire
I couldn’t shake the sense of being trapped, of having no control over my own life.
As I walked along the shoreline, letting the cool water kiss my ankles, I noticed a small boat anchored a little ways off the beach. A man stood beside it, pulling in a fishing net, his figure broad and lean, with tanned skin gleaming under the sun.
Killian.
He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and his muscles flexed with each pull of the net, droplets of water clinging to his skin. He was speaking with an older man, a fisherman by the looks of him, who appeared to be helping him haul in the catch. Their conversation was quiet, but I could hear the low murmur of their voices mixed with the sounds of the sea.
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Billionaire Coddle His Wife
But the thing is, if she were thrown into the water, it's not sure.
"Do you know?" The man raises an eyebrow, pulling her into his arms, unexpectedly embracing her, and walking towards the railing.
"What are you doing?" Fiona Forger hastily clings tightly to his neck.
"I'm throwing you into the sea for the fish to eat." The man acts as if he intends to throw her.
"Don't... don't do that... I don't know how to swim..."
The sun had set long ago, but there is still a faint light reflecting on the sea's calm surface, as if the entire ocean has been coated with a layer of golden shimmer, shining brightly...
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More Than A Man
The bo… man in front of her was fit in all places which she couldn’t help but admire and his height and sea green eyes were the cherries on top of the icing.
“Who are you and why are you in here?” the boy opened his mouth to demand and just like that, the fantasy which Penn was in destroyed. She used the back of her hand to wipe her mouth in case she had done something humiliating like drool for him, she will never forgive herself if she did.
“I should be asking you that.” Penn said and cleared her throat in irritation. She sounded a little too breathy for her liking.
“Do you know who I am?” The man… Boy's eyelid twitched in disbelief as Penn mentally reduced the way she saw him.
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The Man in My Bed
Still, I kept getting this strange sense of familiarity, like I had experienced something similar before, though I couldn't quite place it.
Afterward we were done, Henry helped remove my blindfold. Seeing him drenched in sweat finally eased the lingering unease in my heart, and I smiled happily.
"Thanks, honey."
I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
Henry grinned. "Wanna go down to the beach tonight?"
"Sure." I nodded immediately.
The nighttime ocean in Solmere was something I had always wanted to see.
People said the sea at night felt completely different from daytime.
That evening, Henry handed me a swimsuit.
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My Substitute Boyfriend is a Werewolf
"fight the sea. We cannot fight the sea. Many have tried… and failed. There are only two options when it comes to the sea, you either learn to breathe under it… or you drown."
"yeah, so you brought us here to drown, sir?" Jason asked and I smiled, knowing that Jason was well on the brink of losing cool.
"No sir. I asked you and your friends to come to find a way to appease it, that way it can leave us alone." the man said empathically.
"appease it? Oh please. You know what? Just come back in two hours. They are sleeping, and I'd like to go back to sleep too. In two hours we'll be strong enough to come visit the sea and appease it or whatever."
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The Man Behind Everything
A tall, skinny lackey chimed in, barking along, "This part of Crescent Bay is booked by Mr. Ralph Foster for a party today. If you know what's good for you, scram. Don't ruin the place!"
Ralph Foster?
The name clicked immediately. He was the pretty boy my wife, Gloria Stokes, and her company had been heavily promoting lately.
He had blown up after a web series and apparently let it go straight to his head.
My brow tightened, irritation flaring. I strode over and pulled my son, Luke Thorne, behind me.
"This is my private beach. You're the ones who should be leaving."
I forced my anger down.
But some people just love pushing their luck.
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Soulless Seas
I say to him and he growls as he clutches his hair in frustration and I just watch him as he releases his anger on the wall.
I look back at the screen and turn in the chair to look out over the calm waters and feel my heart clench. I stand as Carter destroys the room and head out towards the beach. I walk and feel the cool breeze against the exposed skin of my arms. Wiggling my toes in the wet sand, I just stand there and look out, hoping to see them. Not even a damn ripple. I sigh as I walk the length of the private beach.
The government and the military have condemned my people and the fishing companies have grabbed at it. I move towards a rock and sit down, with my feet dipping in and out
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The Mafia Man
“You don’t look like it.”
“I have a really bad feeling bro.”
“Me to.”
“Are our men stationed all over and ready if anything goes down?”
“They are.”
“Good.”
The boat pulled in and the ramps came down and the shipment was being unloaded as we heard gunshots. We were all alert as the shipment continued to be brought down to the dropping off bay. The gunshots continued as the last of it was placed down and the ramps were lifted and the boat pulled away. The shots came to a stop. We all looked at the four men who were coming towards us. They had firearms and walked like ten men fucking great. The Hemmings. That’s all I need.
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What the Sea Could Not Keep
Robert Blackwell promised to marry me, then postponed it thirty-eight times.
The fifth time, a car crash broke eight of his ribs, and I signed seven critical-condition notices.
The tenth time, on the way to get our marriage license, he and the car were thrown into the sea, and his suit was torn apart by sharks.
By the thirty-eighth time, his heart disease had worsened and his life was hanging by a thread.
Eight months pregnant, I changed flights three times and flew twenty-three hours across half the world to find him.
When the door opened, a little boy who looked exactly like him lifted his face and said, "I thought Mom was back."
Robert rushed out barefoot, panic written all over his
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Only the Sea Breeze Remembers
One corner was burned, but I could still see my face.
“Wendy,” he said to the photo, his words slurred. “I think… I saw you today… by the sea… wearing a white dress…”
I stood beside him and reached out, wanting to touch his hair.
However, my hand passed straight through.
“I’m sorry…” he kept saying. “I’m sorry… I should have believed you… I should have protected you… I should have…”
He broke down crying, like a child, curling up in the chair and hugging the frame.
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Iris Murdoch's 'The Sea, The Sea' is a mesmerizing dive into obsession, memory, and the illusions we cling to. The story follows Charles Arrowby, a retired theater director who moves to a remote seaside cottage to write his memoirs and escape his past. Instead of finding peace, he becomes fixated on his first love, Hartley, whom he stumbles upon in the nearby village. His delusional attempts to rekindle their long-lost romance spiral into a dark, almost gothic tale of manipulation and self-deception.
The novel’s brilliance lies in how Murdoch blurs the line between reality and Charles’s narcissistic fantasies. The sea itself becomes a metaphor for the unpredictable, consuming nature of his emotions. Side characters—like his eccentric cousin James and the enigmatic Lizzie—add layers of tension and dark humor. By the end, you’re left questioning whether Charles is a tragic figure or just a deeply unreliable narrator. It’s a book that lingers, like the taste of salt long after you’ve left the shore.
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