Whiskey Beach Novels & Stories

“Of course. A Beverly Hills estate. And here I was, thinking this penthouse was excessive.” I smirked, brushing my thumb along her jaw. “This is just where I stay for now. My own space. But no, it’s not my only home.” Her brows arched, curious. “So, what else do you have, Mr. Whitfield?” “I’ve got a beach house,” I said easily, like it was no big deal. “Down in Malibu. Right on the water. We’ll spend a weekend there one of these days. Just you and me.”

Trista’s POV The party at the grassy area was only one part of the afternoon party.Apparently,half the guests were down at the beach.The Red Moon pack was a little famous on the east coast in the werewolf world for having their very own beachfront.Most of the packs on the east coast were in the forest or the mountains.Red Moon Pack was unique because the pack was right beside the ocean. I pulled on Johnson’s hand. “Can we go down the beach?”I asked him,excited.

With its stunning beaches, vibrant culture, and lively music, Rio was a city that promised adventure and unforgettable experiences. Luna wasted no time and headed straight to Copacabana Beach, one of the most famous beaches in the world. She kicked off her shoes and felt the soft sand beneath her feet as she strolled along the shoreline. The sound of crashing waves and the laughter of beachgoers filled her ears, creating a joyful ambiance. Luna couldn't resist taking a dip in the crystal-clear waters, enjoying the refreshing embrace of the ocean.

I crept backwards, further onto the beach, and let the cloak of darkness swallow me whole. I made my way to the narrow boardwalk lining the sand and followed it down, past the modern beach houses with their boats parked out back. Past the neighborhood tennis court where the rich Mom’s met up to gossip about their spoiled children and doting husbands. Beach parties in Lunar Isle were flashy events brimming with magic and illicit substances. Tiki bars were scattered about, cranking out drinks by the dozen. I now knew that some had magic laced within the notes of tangy alcohol. For obvious reasons, I avoided them altogether.

except for the portion where you sleep on the ground outside. "Are we visiting Silver Oak once more?" Asks Isaac. The guys must do this frequently, in my opinion. In this town, Silver Oak Park is well-known. It's a gorgeous campground that's only a short drive from the shore and is surrounded by palm trees. Also, it is close to the best area of the beach, which has umbrellas and sun loungers. "Yes, that means we can also swim. So, Zoey, wear your sexiest bikini "Winking at her, he.

This might take a little longer. Officially there are no nude beaches in Hawaii. However, Little Beach on Maui is unofficially a beach were nudity has been tolerated, mostly for native families. At the time it was hard to get to, as there was no road, just a very rough trail. (This was before the turn of the century.) Even driving on the unimproved trail voided the car rental agreement, and anything but a Jeep would leave parts behind. In addition, local surf groups have always "kept an eye" on the beach including discouraging visits from non-natives from disturbing the "vibe" for local traditional users and activities. In an isolated place the locals could exercise some power.

She tilted her head in a cute way and looked at him. “Let me see it.” “All right. Sex On The Beach, Tequila Sunrise, Espresso Martini or Daiquiri?” “Sex...” she glanced at Wayne and their eyes met for a second. “On the beach,” she completed and pinned her lips seductively then blinked slowly. Wayne's throat constricted. Sex...on the beach. Why did that have a literal meaning in his head? He remembered that day at the River White. How she looked like a goddess. Immediately, Wayne made a mental note to get her down on the sandy chores of a beach and punish her for this day.

Jessica exclaimed brightly. "Well, as you wish, Jess. But...actually, Eve and I...have a schedule to go to Ubud, and then to Nusa Penida, to see the beautiful,; 'Kelingking Beach' which is famous for its towering cliffs and cliff-like scenery. It resembles a Tyrex dinosaur and underneath is beautiful white sand. Then to; 'Crystal Bay Beach, where you can snorkel and enjoy the beauty of the underwater world, then on to; 'Angel's Billabong, this is like a natural pool that is part of the sea with a unique view of the rocks that were once said to be believed to be the bathing place of the Goddesses. Lastly we can see;

she swore, slapping her knee in anger. Zephyra lived in Paros most of her life. It was her home, and she loved it. This incident was going to tear it apart, especially if things kept going the way they were. Zephyra had to do something! She got up and went into the kitchen where she had tacked Brady’s card to the fridge with a magnet. Zephyra dialed the number and waited. “Wildlife Officer Shaw speaking,” he answered, sounding distracted. “Hey Brady, this is Zeph.”

That was when I visibly relaxed. "Are we not going to the beach anymore?" Diamante whined. "Don't tell me you're about to change your mind. I've always wanted to go to Elafonisi. It's known for its unique, once-in-a-lifetime beauty. Everyone raves about the pink sand. Think about how relaxing it would be, just the two of us, soaking in the luxury of nature?" I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as she went on and on about how great the beach was. Yet, she had told Christie she looked and sounded dumb.