This Is Paradise Novels & Stories

Ben commented. “It’s beautiful. It’s so peaceful out here. I don’t have to please anyone. I don’t have to worry about what’s going on back at the base.” I said. “This is our little place.” Ben said. “Piece of paradise.” I said, laughing. “I know that it’s probably not paradise. But I don’t really know what paradise looks like. So this is mine.” I added. “Paradise can be wherever you want it to be.” Ben said.

“Do they all result in banishment from paradise?” Mike’s fingers splayed out between Simon’s shoulder blades, massaging into the muscle there. He shook his head. “No, Simon,” he said. “In our paradise, everyone gets what they want and gets to stay. There are no punishments for choosing pleasure here.” His voice went low when he added, “Unless being punished turns you on. Because if that’s the case, it can be arranged. That’s a possibility too.” From across the atrium, Maggie beckoned them over and Mike pushed off the bar. With a backward glance at Simon, he said, “Think about it,” and sauntered away.

You'll get to live a few more days. They had gone mad. Their bodies were still alive, but their minds had been left behind forever in the basement they'd built with their own hands. The lie had become the only thing real to them now. I watched them from where I stood and felt the last thing holding me to this place let go. I passed through the iron door that no longer mattered and walked through the sunlit corridor. The sky outside was blue. The grass was green. But I didn't want to stay. I turned into the wind and rose up, higher and further than I had ever been, to somewhere that was finally free. And they stayed.

They were enjoying the scenery, the breeze and each other's company. She can feel that he just wanted to spend more time with her, just as she was with him. "What is it that you love so much about this island?" he asked. She looked at the horizon, her eyes sparkled, "What's not to love? It's Paradise island ... the island of ..." "The gods ... yes, I was told," he looked in the same direction she was gazing at, he found it too. There was peaceful energy in the air, a quietness that lets the sounds of nature sips into the soul.

The pilot hands us headphones probably to protect our ears from the loud noise and I guess also to be able to speak with each other. “Where are we going, Devyn?” I ask, turning to him. “To paradise,” he says and smiles. We are now up on the air. He is right. It really is a paradise. When the helicopter lands on a rocky helipad of a cliff, we get off. I stare in amaze at the vast and bluest ocean I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I am not even sure where we are or if we are still in Seattle. The sand is fine and so white. The air is so fresh and the wind blows perfectly. This island is wonderful!

He smiled at her when he was done and walked towards her and held her hand. "C'mon." He said leading her to the limo waiting for them and the chauffeur readily opened the door for them and they entered and were taken to the private island Little Pipe Cay. The island was breathtaking with a serene view of the ocean. "This place is amazing and beautiful." Kylie said in astonishment as she walked into the house. Despite being in a secluded area,there was nothing rustic about the house. It was outfitted with modern amenities and updated decor featuring colorful prints. "How much is it worth?" She asked him as she ran her fingers on the leather sofa.

“Lixien, what do you think of traveling together?” She looked up at him, interested and curious about what he said, “Travel? To where?” He smiled at her, caressing her cheek softly and gently, “I know a pretty place we could visit.” “A place? Where? Do I know it?” She tilted her head. He looked at her while thinking about it, “Have you ever heard, Eight Places of Paradise?” She sat upright and asked, this time, confused because she had never heard that weird name of a place. “Eight Places of Paradise? Is that a lake?”

That’s what the paper says, and that’s what they thought too. Keatton first exited the car. Damon looked at him. “Hey, wait for me,” he said and left the car. Keatton smiled. The tall trees, the silky shimmering white sand, the clear blue sea, and the peaceful sky with the sun radiating the vacancy made Keatton’s eye delighted. “This is paradise,” said Keatton. It was indeed a paradise. The place I beyond the word perfect. Keatton sniffed the fresh air. “Let’s go, Baby. I have a surprise for you,” said Damon as he grabbed the soft hand of Keatton. They walked for a few meters, and there, Keatton covered his mouth as he gasped.

He bowed "Let's get settled. There's something you'd love when you see it." He pulled out the chair for me to sit He kept looking at his watch after he sat so I kept silent. Then he looked at me and smiled "Look at the sky." He said There it was. My evening surprise. The sunset in the beautiful city of Bahamas. The sky had shades of purple, orange and pink that blended so well bringing out the beauty of the sunset view. "Thank you so much, Carter. This means a lot." I appreciated.

I had no idea what to expect. When the taxi finally stopped, my eyes slowly lifted toward a bright neon sign above the building. PARADISE The word glowed boldly in pink lights. I stared at it, completely mesmerised. Before I could say anything, Mia suddenly appeared beside me. “Welcome to Paradise, baby!” she announced dramatically. She spread her arms wide. “Yeah, Isa,” she continued proudly. “This is Club Paradise. The place where people’s fantasies come true.” I swallowed nervously. Everything about the place felt overwhelming.