This Is Paradise Novels & Stories

POV - GABRIELLA SANGRIENTO I shut my eyes as tight as possible against the agitation that tried to intervene upon my black personal madness. "Everything alright?" Abelard queries worriedly. I open my eyes and sigh, placing the teacup back on the coffee table. Standing up from my seat, I stressfully drag my body to the balcony, when I lean my body against the black railings I take in the beautiful night sky view of Paris. "Gabriella?" Abelard's soft voice calls out my name.

In the middle of the paradise that our God has given you, you could be easily tempted by such storms. Ericka's conscience is eating away at her because she is surrounded by a lot of temptations and opinions that she has already buried in her stomach. The blow of the turbulent windstorms that strike the stainless steel protecting the passenger bus loaded in the enormous passenger ship across the ocean separating the regions of the island she hopes to give her paradise allows her to let them out. Ericka is currently trying to figure out why she continues to live in this small, meaningless world that she has thought of as her paradise since she was a young child.

He left ! ********** At night . He was drunk intoxicatingly. They came to this club Paradiso ​With his investors . His mind clouded as he glance at the dancer performing pole dancing . She sensually moved her half naked body around the pool receiving all the cheering and howling from hungry man . She was best at what she was doing . His mind flooded with reminiscent of the gorgeous sceneries he saw at the morning . His lips dry and cold . He needed her . The girl performing the pole dance placed a sweet smile on her face . He blinked his eyes as he started imagining her as his little bird . Her smile , her hairs , her body he wanted everything . The foreigner show her half naked breast

This is a paradise with my loved one, I can't wish for more! ..The END... IF you want an book 2 just comment and vote gems to continue. ( ◜‿◝ )♡

Can't resist, I am roaming more to get the tranquility of paradise. """""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""

Then, their bodies dissolved into countless, shimmering golden motes of light, drifting upward and vanishing into the brilliant sun. I could no longer hold back my tears. I believed my own life would end with their departure, my wish finally spent. But then, the system chimed one last time. [Because Player Cassidy has accomplished a feat of redemption unprecedented since the game's creation, her selfless sacrifice has profoundly moved the foundational laws of 'Terminal Paradise'. [The laws have determined that such devotion deserves an equivalent miracle. [The system will return an equal reward—"Miracle Healing." [Congratulations, Cassidy Eden. You have been reborn.]

He is just waiting for the time, he can let himself be free with the right woman, and Tippa is the right one. The Pacific Ocean sparkled a deep jade as the sun seemed to touch the horizon. You could smell the salt air, and you could hear each individual wave as it elatedly stroked the shore. The atmosphere later that morning was quite beautiful. Pleasure Paradise Sun continues to give its greeting of approval!

Endless Paradise, or just Paradise, was the place where all desires were free to come true. The most diverse clientele, from the wealthy tycoon elite to the most questionable workers in even more questionable industries, felt free to consume what they paid for. And they paid well. Very well indeed. But the issue here was the perspective of who was the product. You were no longer you, but an instrument, a doll made for the pleasure of whoever could get it. And no matter how disgusting or unreliable your client seemed, if they could afford it, "no" was not an option.

I blink my eyes a few times trying to adjust my eyes from the dazzling sun shining through the skies. "Mi-Michael?" I said. "Yes? I'm here, mate," Michael replied quickly to me. "Ma-ma," I couldn't help but smile when I heard Ezekiel's soft voice again as he called me. "Are we in paradise?" I asked Michael. I don’t know what went through my mind when I asked him that question. I feel like we are in a paradise because of the different kinds of flower petals that are floating and dancing with the wind. "Well, this place looks like a paradise, mate. Yeah, maybe we're in paradise. Any place as long as I'm with you is a paradise, mate." Michael responded to me and then I suddenly realized that he

Streaks of lightning sliced through the air from time to time, creating a terrifying scene. "Holy hell! What's going on over there? Look at all that lightning and dark clouds! It's like a whole different place compared to the sunny weather that we're experiencing here," Elsa exclaimed. "That's the Paradise Secret Realm," Heidi revealed. "There are many things in this world that defy logic and imagination, and the Paradise Secret Realm is one such example. It exists in independence. The spiritual energy within the realm is very dense, and rare herbs come by the dozen." A thought then occurred to Sheila and she quipped, "In that case, isn't it better for people like us to stay inside there for