This Is Paradise Novels & Stories

“Well, your brother has invited us to Paradise Island.” My eyes sprung back open and I looked down at him. “Paradise Island. You really want to go?” “He invited us down during the winter break.” “And you want to go?” “I think it would be a good idea to go and I can see what it’s all about. He claims it’s as close to a utopia as I’ll ever see and I honestly think I’d like to be the judge of that myself.” “Wow, yes, if you’d like.” “Also, it would be nice to go somewhere where we aren’t hiding from everything and everyone. We can be a couple, kiss in public, make love on the beach.”

"ek verleen my bloed aan die vrugbare lande van my koninkryk. Ek het my lewe gelê vir die veiligheid van my vlees. ek blaas die lug om die mensdom. ek het gesweer om te lewe en die woorde van die gode van my wêreld te glo. om in vrede en harmonie te leef." 'i pledge my blood to the fertile lands of my kingdom. i laid my life for the security of my flesh. i breathe the air the surrounds the mankind. i sworn to live and believe the words bestowed by the gods of my world. to live in peace and harmony.' "laat ons die god van die mens prys in die paradys" Let us praise the god of Man in Paradise. "prys die god van die mens." "prys die god van die mens". "Prys Antheia"

And in the middle of it all, Amelia and Gabriel, bound together by more than destiny, their journey just beginning. The sky exploded in brilliant color, the sunset stretching across the sea like a bold stroke of fate. The horizon seemed endless, a canvas of possibility that unfolded in radiant hues, capturing the hopes of the living ship as it cut through the waves. Amelia and Gabriel stood at the bow, their figures strong and united against the changing sky. The past trailed behind them like the wash of the sea, and Gabriel’s hands were sure as they reached for the pendant that hung around his neck—the symbol of the curse that had shadowed them for so long.

CW: Graphic depictions of physical and sexual violence. Reader discretion is advised. RPOV January 9th, 1686 Today is the day where my precious dreams will come true. I am going to spend a magical evening with Cesarevich Dimitri, the dearest love of my life. We will dine and wine and dance the night away, with the stars and moon as our most ethereal spectators.

He kissed my cheek and then rested his cheek on my shoulder. I didn’t even hear him come in. “You're finally awake,” he said, tightening his embrace from behind. I took a deep breath and felt at peace in his arms. I opened my eyes and fixed my gaze on the blue sea in the distance. “Where are we?” I asked him after a minute of silence. “Paradise,” he answered. I heard him grin against my neck, which made me pull away and fully face him. “Paradise?” I asked in confusion, which only made him laugh. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. As if being close wasn’t enough, I could feel the warmth of his entire body because of our closeness.

A presence filled Heaven, vast and undeniable. "You are my creation." The words were not spoken, yet they existed everywhere at once. "You are order. You are purpose. You are mine." They answered together, their voices unified, unwavering. "We are yours." There was no hesitation, no doubt, only obedience. For a time, everything remained perfect. Heaven stood in stillness while the universe beyond continued to grow. Stars burned, worlds formed, and existence expanded endlessly. Nothing disturbed the balance. Until something unexpected appeared. Life.

I didn’t care who he was, she was mine. I walked out to get some air. I went to my car; I needed a minute. I was satisfied, for now. My confidence level was back on a thousand, come Monday I was getting my girl. My playlist had me ready to stake claims on what was mine. I smiled as I ran my finger across my lip, replaying the whole thing. “God, is she mine? I don’t want to do anything not pleasing to you. I have been searching my whole life for my Eve, please give me a sign. I have never felt like this before, but I don’t want it to be my hormones flaring Lord. This is so different though. I have been acting a whole fool, but if this is it I don’t even care. I will do whatever it takes to ge

Addie and Eve~ for the rest of time. It was so cliché yet so typically Adrian that I felt as if I was a high schooler getting my first gift from my crush. Feeling silly yet happy at the same time, I focused my attention back to the dancing figurines, absorbing the familiar words of the song- as if hearing it for the first time, as if the song was made for me, by him. If the sky, that we look upon, should tumble and fall Or the mountains, should crumble, to the sea

The love of her life, the man her world revolves around, the one most precious gift the universe had given her. "Look," Kevin whispered and Karen's gaze fell on the family behind who were staring at their loved up moment. However Kevin said, "Up." And Karen turned and looked up. At that moment, there were fireworks in the sky with the inscriptions, WILL YOU MARRY ME? Karen's eyes filled with tears. The sky was illuminated with the fireworks and further beautified by the stars. Karen liked to think that the Zachary was one of those stars and if not for him she never would seen this day.

Finally, Caspian broke through hell. At this time, Caspian was surprised to find that he could already see the highest level of the Hell. This floor was different from the previous horrible one. It was like a platform with a spherical circle. It was suspended high in the sky, emitting the smell of birds' twitter and fragrance. It had nothing to do with the word "hell". It was appropriate to call it a paradise. "There is actually a paradise in hell? There must be something strange about it!" Caspian said thoughtfully.