Trouble In Paradise Novel Novels & Stories

Author’s Note to the Reader Dear Reader, What you are about to step into is not just a love story. It’s a tangled web of passion, betrayal, secrets, and the quiet ache of discovering the truth behind the people we think we know. Jacqueline’s journey is one many of us know too well, the journey of holding on when we should let go, of chasing stability while craving fire, of mistaking comfort for love. Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SEVEN: CHOICE NOVA POV I made it to the motel parking lot before I broke down completely. My hands shook so badly I couldn't get the key in the door. I just stood there, sobbing like an idiot while Grant's words echoed in my head. Marry me. Or lose everything. Not a choice, it’s more of a trap. A beautiful, terrible trap that I'd walked right into by ever loving Grant Calloway in the first place.

She doesn’t budge. “You traitor,” I mutter. “This is what I get for defending you.” But just as I’m about to panic, I look ahead...and there it is. Paradise Resort. In all its glorious, smug, five-star glory. It’s massive, glimmering in the sunlight like it knows poor people aren’t allowed past the gates. It’s probably a thirty-minute trek from where I’m stranded, and I’ve carried heavier burdens....for less payoff. So I straighten my back, grab my suitcase, stack the duffel bags, chug some water, and lock my dying car.

I set the glass down hard. Something was wrong. But by then it was too late. A strange heat started to spread swiftly through my body via my blood vessels. The warmth climbed down from my chest and deep down into my gut. My pulse increased. "Well, well." I glanced to the side and saw that it was the eerie stranger from before. His smirk was too wide. “You look tense,” he murmured as he began to brush himself against me. A hot flash hit me when I tried to move. "Stay still," he leaned in close to whisper as one of his hands slid onto my thigh.

/* "Noah. You remember on your high school graduation. I was so excited that day. Even mom came with me. She was so happy to see you graduating. I had a surprise planned for you. I didnt know if you would like it or not. Honestly i was nervous. Only if Eric and Benjamin had not supported me. But i was surprised when you got your gold medal and mentioned everyone except me. And that look. It was enough for me to know what i have thinking was totally different to how you feel about me. And then you met everyone, even mom, but me. I thought maybe you are angry or upset with me. I was your favorite, Noah. Your favorite cousin. I thought may be i said something that offend you. I was waiting for

Then, she found herself in El Paraiso, a small town with breathtaking beauty. El Paraiso was ruled by the Saldieguez, from politics to business. Her path crossed to the CEO of Nirvana Hotel and the youngest of Saldieguez named Luther. In Paradise Club, where all fantasies happened, the two of them had an agreement—to be “Strangers with Benefits”. With Eura being a brokenhearted widow and Luther as a troublesome playboy CEO, will things work between the both of them? Will the “Strangers with Benefits” contract between them work? Because the both of them know, at the end of the day . . . they’re just strangers to each other.

Finally, I'm visiting Damon's paradise for a school outing. I'm telling all my friends on social media. I must get new clothes. New bikini. What is a bikini? "We are going to Damon's paradise" Nella gasped and I turned to look at her "What is this Damon paradise all about," I asked confused "You don't know the Damon paradise that's was just built," she asked in disbelief "No" I shook my head negatively. "What" she half screamed "Oh, I forgot you were from Mars," she said mockingly "Nella" I drawled her name

I cried the rest of the night. As I packed the rest my stuff, the vacation house felt so different. It didn't have the inviting warmth and fun atmosphere that it had when Ryan was here; or the intimacy that I felt here alone with Alec. It just felt cold, empty, and impersonal. I couldn't believe that after all of this, after everything that has happened, I was leaving paradise feeling more broken and humiliated than when I arrived. It was a long, depressing flight back, but I finally made my way up the stairs and back to my familiar apartment.

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.

"Take care of yourself hmm? And most importantly don't go around causing trouble this time around." I smiled at her and she shook her head and left. Once the door had closed, I replayed the conversation I had with Gabriele Andino in my head. Shortly I would be invited to have dinner with him and Basilio and honestly, I dreaded it. I took a shower and changed my clothes as I winced in pain. Sara did not take it lightly with me. I sat on the bed reading a new romance novel I'd gotten from Sofie and I was engrossed in it. The story was about a girl who was in the same situation as I was. She was sold off as a slave, a sex slave that is, but I wasn't forced to do anything. Then I heard a loud kn