Love
Synesthesia
They say miracles can happen overnight yet she was still seeking hers. The Heiress, a woman surrounded by luxury, lavishness and materialism, grew up with gifts and trips and experiences she could never afford for herself. A woman, birthed into wealth with the heart of a fool, craving a world to discover on her own terms. A woman looking for a world impossible to breathe but discovers her breath against normality.
By Amanda Moore-Karim3 years ago in Fiction
An Archway on a Beach
The archway looms over her, tall, imposing and covered in clusters of soft pink and white roses, it’s rather daunting after everything that has just happened. She rubs her raw cheeks, the feeling of tears still there despite the lack of fluid left in her eyes. Tomorrow was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, she was supposed to marry ‘the one’. Right now she would have been attending her rehearsal dinner but instead she is sitting under the elegant archway on the beach, hugging her knees to her chest as she embeds herself in the sand. Her, now ex, fiancée had asked for the engagement ring back after they broke her heart but she refused and left them there with their hand outstretched. That beautiful sapphire embedded in expensive silver is currently on its way to the bottom of the ocean. She knows it’s cliche, tossing the ring into the sea, but she understands why the women in the movies do it, it really does feel liberating. However that feeling didn't last long and she was soon sobbing her heart out on the white sandy beach the day before what should have been the best day of her life.
By Rhiannon Gustafson3 years ago in Fiction
My Own
I didn't pay a dime to be here. I can only say that I have a friend who frequently goes to places like this all the time. Probably doesn't even remember half the places he goes. Not that I'm jealous or anything, but damn, who wouldn't love a job like that.
By Dwayne O Connor3 years ago in Fiction
Sirens
“I hate you!” was the last thing reportedly swung into the evening heat before celebration morphed into something other. Serena had slunk into the sand and away from the lights, down towards the ocean and the impending late summer night. Swaying down to the rocky border, Serena decided to settle herself — nestling into a nook within the rocks, a gritty pool swirling beneath her swinging feet. She embraced herself, shrinking from the breeze which kissed every glimmering droplet of spray which the waves unleashed in their play.
By Alexane Dunn3 years ago in Fiction
What the Beach Gave Me
“Now boarding group C! Repeat - Group C may now board!” The voice - belonging to a female in her 30’s, disinterested and unamused by the bustling airport - sounded over the loudspeaker. If you could call it a loudspeaker, Nia could barely hear her. Between the crying children beside her and their bickering parents, she could barely hear herself think.
By Evella Grey3 years ago in Fiction
"Misguided Romance: A Journey of Self-Discovery"
It was a warm summer day when Sarah first laid eyes on Jack. He was leaning against a tree in the park, engrossed in a book. Sarah was immediately drawn to his deep blue eyes and messy brown hair. She approached him, struck up a conversation about the book he was reading and was taken aback by the intelligence and wit he displayed. They talked for hours that day, sharing their passions and life experiences. It was as if they had known each other for years.
By Alhassan Sule3 years ago in Fiction
Improbable Love
He: A brilliant computer and network hardware engineer in his early 50s, a widower who recently lost his wife to cancer. Neither tall nor short, but athletically built and active in sports. Not classically handsome, but charming with his dark brown eyes, chiseled jaw, sensual lips, and thick wavy salt-and-pepper hair.
By Lana V Lynx3 years ago in Fiction
