best coast to coast stories

*** Trigger Warning*** *This story contains mature themes, strong language, psychological tension, and scenes of sensuality and violence. Reader discretion is advised.* "I'm a vile man. I know it. But I'm honest. They both deceived you. I didn't. I show you exactly who I am: no mask, no pretense. And that, little strawberry, is why you can't look away from me."

Anilao, a young man from the neglected coastal city of Iloilo in the Philippines, witnesses the destruction of a Spanish galleon by a fierce storm. While scavengers seek gold, Anilao craves knowledge. He salvages a collection of books from the wreckage—not just sailor's journals, but the work of a scholar, perhaps even a cartographer. Fueled by newfound knowledge and a burning ambition, Anilao embarks on a quest to build something extraordinary on the forgotten coast. He envisions a kingdom—a haven that thrives on knowledge and prosperity—in stark contrast to the Spanish rule that has marginalized Iloilo. "Anilao: King of the Forgotten Coast" is a tale of resilience, leadership, and forging a path to greatness amidst neglect. It explores themes of cultural identity, the pursuit of knowledge, and carving one's own destiny. The novel promises adventure, political intrigue, and the rise of a unique kingdom on the fringes of Spanish colonial power.

Long-time loner and party girl Marty Pendleton has finally fallen in love. The problem: Marty lives in Seattle, and her new girlfriend Taylor lives in Boston. Her best friend Elaine and her brother Sean are worried that, as usual, Marty will blow it.<br><br>Taylor is everything Marty could want in a woman: sexy, confident, and successful. But how will Taylor handle Marty’s penchant for over-reacting and drinking a bit too much?<br><br>When Marty makes assumptions, she risks losing everything. Can she convince Taylor she’ll change for the better and make this work, even long-distance?

Truth Truth is a bitter, harsh reality— sought only when absolutely necessary. If it were up to most, they’d choose to live within lies. The best lies carry a sliver of truth, enough to make them believable. Death Much like truth, death is rarely desired. Only those weary of life seek it out. But for many, it feels like a curse— a curse they long to break. Immortality A sweet lie that countless souls chase. Yet death, with its bitter truth, has claws that may be delayed but never denied. In the end, death is the truth that all living beings shall acknowledge whether one wants or not… ... after running away... why did I come back? ... Discord server link: https://discord.gg/htcCHBHjXd

On graduation night, I gave my first time to Leonardo. The pain was real, but so was my joy, believing my devotion had finally been seen. But I never imagined that at the bonfire party the next day, I would hear his teammates joking with him. That night after graduation, Leonardo took everything from me. "Nice work, man, you finally sealed the deal with your little shadow." And Leonardo, who had been so gentle the night before, replied with a lazy drawl. "Jessica is the real prize. I’m just getting in some practice with Kira, don't want to fumble in front of the queen." I said nothing, just turned and walked away. Then, before the final deadline, I changed my college choice from Seattle to Los Angeles.

In the grand ceremonial hall, the "Moon's Kiss" dagger—cold, heavy, and a symbol of a future Luna's honor—was placed in my hands. His Alpha aura crashed over me, making my heart hammer and my skin tingle. I held my breath, waiting for him to touch the dagger's tip to my brow and, in the presence of the Moon Goddess, declare me his eternal mate. The Crimson Rock Pack’s howls echoed through the hall, a thunderous chorus urging their Alpha—my fated mate, Corbin Shaw—to complete the sacred ritual. But instead, he took the cold, sacred object from my trembling hands, turned, and with the very tip that should have blessed me, gently drew a rune of blessing—a rune meant for me—on the forehead of his beautiful Beta apprentice, Tamsin. My inner wolf recoiled with a howl of anguish. Ice flooded my veins, and the world seemed to gray out. And then he was there, his deep voice a familiar, devastating rumble in my ear. "Just a reward for her hard work, my dear. Our moment has to be perfect. Next time, I promise." Always, next time. What he didn't know was that there would be no next time. Because my bonding ceremony was next week, and the one waiting for me at the altar was not him.

153 days since I’ve been missing. 153 days since the horrible night. I used to think I’d be a well-established professional when I’d be 25, but life did a 360 and now I can barely figure anything. Being known is the last resort. I’d rather live. No, thank you. I’ve been keeping voice memos. I won’t forget things, but it’s good to have things noted.

A floating planet sized city built around a dyson sphere that hangs above a star on space, each district being continent sized, inside one of these impossibly big super-structures lived people, and these are their stories

Yuki a brand ambassador and content creator, thought her life was already good-she believed she already had everything she wanted. But after a scandalous incident involving her best friend, she learned to distance herself from the people around her, and from the internet itself. She escapes to a place believed to offer new beginnings-Luciana Oriental, a province located along the coastal area. It is also where a young fisherman lives. Mateo, who chooses not to reveal that he is the son of the local governor, hides himself from the corruption tied to his father's name. He only wants to live among ordinary people and let their voices be heard. Between their different intentions, they meet somewhere in the middle, among the waves and the sand-where an unexpected connection slowly forms. But will what they fight for be stronger than the feelings they begin to hold? Or will everything be taken away, leaving them both to drown?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"