Winter In Paradise Series Novels & Stories

They stood there, stunned, staring at the heavy snowfall blanketing everything in white. Rhett quickly came up with an excuse about the roads being too slippery and persuaded Ruby to come back inside. The group began scrambling to find anything to keep warm. They searched the entire villa, upstairs and downstairs, but could not even find a single thick blanket. After a long while, they ended up huddled together on the couch in the living room, still dressed in short sleeves and shorts. They told Jasmine to call me for help. I comforted her for a bit, then deliberately sounded troubled.

In this life, just because I shoved Adele, he immediately sold me to Michael Worrey. I really couldn't bear to imagine what would happen if Andy hadn't arrived in time. A widow, whose husband just died, immediately climbed into bed with another man. I would be the scorn of the entire village! Thinking back about it, I felt fortunate that I immediately sent Andy the telegram. If not, my life would have been over. Seeing how I wouldn't budge, Jonah started complaining about how tough his life was and how much he sacrificed for the family. Andy could no longer take it. He kicked Jonah in the back with his military boots.

She said while he nodded drawing circles on her back while she sat there making scenarios about the trip. "We won't come back till we get to see them." She said in a low voice with a determined stare making him smile. "Promise?" She asked looking at him with hopeful eyes. "We'll see them for sure." He said but she whined. "No you promise me, we won't return till we see them." She asked making him sigh. He knows if he promises than no matter how long it takes them to see those mesmerizing northern lights- his wife will not budge from there.

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.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

William gently reached for her hand, unshed tears in his own eyes. He could feel it too... the joy, the happiness, The completeness. This was unlike anything he had experienced in his life... the feeling. It felt just right.... Like he was finally in Paradise.

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.

The moon shone its brighest above paradise city, fairies flying all over the place in migration and no other being knows why. Its a rare sight and Cerise and Jean watch it from the gigantic window of Cerise's apartment. Peace lit over them, Cerise was reading Jean an article about his current works and they laughed as she opened one referring to their relationship. Cerise however, was awkwardly squirming in her seat, Jean had leaned on her shoulder and continued talking and the subject matter right now was doing no help.

Marathon. Marathon. Life is slow so take it slow. These are some of the lyrics in Kolya's favorite song entiled Paradise. We only have one life, but it's a long one. It's up to us to make it meaningful. We don't have to outrun other people just to be considered as the winner. Unfortunately, Gold is doing the exact opposite of what Nikolai believes. Like literally. Gold is running like a crazy person to outrun everything—to escape his darkest thoughts.

I could tell that Morrigan was looking a little worse for wear after the ceremony for Killian, Cormac, and myself so I drew her a bath and massaged her naked body to help her relax. I think something is up, Winter isn’t feeling well either. She’s been sleeping a lot and she won’t tell me what’s going on. We’ll have to talk to her in the morning. Stark agrees, and our concern for our mate swirls around between the two of us. After her massage, Morrigan was out like a light, snoring louder than normal that I couldn’t help but take a video of her. She’s going to kill you for that. Well, I have no inclination to tell her, and don’t you go telling her or Winter either.