Welcome to Beach Read containing nine of Marie Force's single title contemporary romances, all of which have been reader favorites! Here you’ll find everything from steamy couples in Marfa, Texas, to an unlucky-in-love super model to a prominent doctor who falls in love with his best friend’s girlfriend to a woman putting her life back together after the death of her mother to a young couple separated by tragedy but brought back together by love. Each title offers a sizzling love story and a guaranteed happy ending. So get comfortable and be prepared to fall in love—nine times!

Beach Reads is created by Marie Force, an
eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

She is the girl everyone wants to be best friends with. She is every boy's dream girl. She has the best looking house at the beach. Only thing missing, is the best Summer of Chelsey's Life.

A collection of short stories made by yours truly!

You may be asking who I am or what this story is about. But to start off I am Madelyn Summers and my wolf is Kelpie. We live on the beach with my mate Dakota Anderson and this is the story of how I found Dakota and how I truly connected with Kelpie. 


Me and my best friend created this to just have fun and practice our writing skills. If anyone reads this we thank you. We are actively working on this but its a little hard with school. We put it under short stories because we know we cant commit to like a 50 chapter thing.

Calm waves complemented with the embracing blue sky  while basking in the Italian sun with her newlywed husband, Nathan. There wasn't more Cathy Miller could ask for on her honeymoon.

"Oh no Nathan, a lizard just crawled into your pants" says Cathy ecstatically 

Nathan shrieks and jumps into the ocean. "Where babe where? Oh no, I can feel it moving up my trousers" He takes off his sky blue shorts in panic and paces about in fear only to fall face first on the shore.

Cathy let's free her high pitched laugh and Nathan joyfully runs after her and  catches her. She wraps her legs around Nathan's muscled body. 

"Only you Cath can make a professional swimmer look like a bag of potatoes thrown into the ocean"
Cathy tugs her hair to the side and bites her lower lip "Well I try" she teases and kisses his lips.

"At least I'm not the only one that's wet" says Nathan a sly grin on his face

"Wha.." asks a puzzled Cathy "Oh, no! Nayth don't you dare" Cathy says full of laughter. With Cathy strapped on his back, Nathan runs deep into the ocean. Cathy tries to flee but his grasp is just too tight on her thighs. She is full of such an abundance of laughter that escaping his tight and warm grasp would be futile at this point. Nathan spins her around and lowers her body into the water "No, my hair, I've just styled it,don't, don't, Nathan, I will- " She says while flapping her hands trying to get a grasp on Nathan as Nathan dumps her into the ocean.

She paddles about amidst calm waves and finally brings herself to her stand "Oh my gosh, you're such an asshole" she laughs and throws the bits and splashes water from her tiny hands at him

Nathan moves closer to her "I'll always be an asshole, but for you, a beautiful one and more" he says locking eyes with her and cupping her cheek

Cathy smiles gleefully with a tear in her eye "Beautiful asshole, that's all I ever want"  she says engaged in Nathan's blue eyes

Their lips collide and in the moment, only the sweet sensation of love overcomes them as they are engulfed in one another. Nathan breaks away and pauses for a second with a seriousness on his face like Cathy is the thing that matters to him at this moment. He looks into her eyes again "ti amo" he professes

"I love you too" affirms Cathy

They lock lips again, and for Cathy, It feels like eternity, like life would only be perfect from now and forever.
Leaning towards each other, they make their way towards their deck chairs  with the sun reflecting over the sky blue beach.  

***

"This is quite the perfect honeymoon Nayth, the view is breath-taking" remarks Cathy

"I thought it was a bit boring for you" responds Nathan

"How could you think it was boring babe? Look around you, it's all I could and ever dreamt of"

"And that's why I love surprising you" grins Nathan looking deeply into Cathy's emerald eyes and tucking her loose hair behind her ears

"How can you surprise me more than this? Is it even possible?"

"I've arranged for us to have a bonfire on the beach with the hotel, I just have to go talk to them to set it up" 

"Aww Nathan.. But babe don't leave now, maybe we'll do that tomorrow, stay"

"I promise babe, I won't be gone for long"

Nathan and Cathy share one last kiss before he leaves. He holds her hand and looks into her eyes "I'll be back in fifteen Cathy."

Nathan makes his way out and vanishes on and away from the sandy beach, away from the grasp and vision of Cathy.

She decides to tan while eagerly awaiting for the surprise. A couple of minutes pass and she looks at her watch. "Five pm" it reads. "Surely fifteen minutes has passed" she thinks to herself but decides she would rather wait because punctuality is not Nathan's best trait.

The sun starts to fade as the watch on her wrist reads "six pm".

Around her, the sky blue beach has darkened in color, reflecting only the dark moon. Day has turned into night. Peaceful waves come crashing.

Slight panic sets in. She scans the beach area for Nathan. All her eyes can see is young Italian families gathering up their children covered with sand; slim skateboarders departing with their skateboards in hand; groups of teenagers with their youthful fun broken up by the coming of night. 

No sight of Nathan. Nor the sight of him emerging. Her heart pounds. Every joint in her body stiffens. In her mind, many thoughts come poking in from all directions. Where is Nathan

"Adults have the right to disappear," they told her.

"Your husband left you for another woman... There is no missing persons case we are going to file," they said.

What would you do if you were Cathy Miller and the love of your life unexplainably went missing on your honeymoon?

Appearances can be deceiving. But when suspicions rise, will she trust her gut and stop at nothing to find him?

Annabelle is dressed for work and is about to leave when she sees Margarate drinking beer at the table.
Annabelle: I'll have to get the car any time soon, but I don't have enough money. Do you have any plans of giving part of the money?. We can't keep wasting money on Uber.
Margarate: As you can see I'm very broke. I don't have even a single cent right now.
Annabelle: (Getting frustrated because Margarate keeps drinking) You know it's very important that we bring the car to this house. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be suffering right now.
Margarate: (Angrily) I told you I don't have any money. When will your dad even support us, hun?. All he knows is to spend lavishly on his stupid girlfriend. Do you know how much I suffered when your dad left me?. He left me with absolutely nothing.
Annabelle: Why don't you work on your alcohol problem first before you start blaming other people?. You know very well you gamble all the money you get from your paycheck, including using it to buy alcohol. Do you know what I see every time I open the fridge?, alcohol. I see bottles of beer everywhere.
Margarate: (More angry) Excuse me?.
Annabelle: You don't take responsibility for us like a mother would. You don't feed us, you don't do nothing for us.
Margarate: You are so disrespectful. (In a loud voice) Get out of my house.
Annabelle: I already lost all respect for you the moment you became irresponsible (leaves slamming the door behind her).
Margarate: (Screams) And make sure you pack all your things when you get back. You might as well go back to your father. (Clarissa and Eline are terrified but, they pretend to be focused on their smartphones).

At Annabelle's Work-Place

Annabelle is a bit emotional. She is frustrated, depressed and weary. She suddenly hears her phone buzz. It's a text from Harry.
 
Annabelle: (grabs her phone and reads. "Hi, I just thought I should check on you. Are you okay?") I'm not okay (bursts into tears while putting her phone aside).

Two Days Later
At Annabelle's Apartment 
Annabelle is taking out the dishes from the dishwasher when her phone rings in her pocket.

Annabelle: (Pulls her phone from her pocket and slides to answer) Diana, Diana. Who on earth would have the guts to disturb my phone every single day?.
Voice: None other than me, your best friend. That's the role I'll forever play in your life, so you better get used to it.
Annabelle: (Smiles) Tell me, what does her majesty want?.
Voice: We're having a get together at the beach. Volleyball!. We're going to play volleyball as well and we're short of one player.
Annabelle: (Immediately declines) No Diana!. There's no way I'm joining you.
Voice: Please.... remember we're best friends.
Annabelle: Yes I know, but I don't want to go.
Voice: Annabelle...(pouting) your friend needs you. I'll buy you all the treats you want. I will be your pocket for today.
Annabelle: I said no. Your tricks won't work. I'm busy right now, bye(disconnects the call). She's so annoying sometimes.

1 Hour Later
Annabelle is eating the sweet treats Diana brought for her (cake and ice cream), while Diana watches her.

Annabelle: I didn't know you were such a good friend (licks her lips and continues eating). You came all the way here just to give me this. Thank you (continues eating).
Diana: (Smiles awkwardly) Actually, part of the reason I came here is because I really need you in my team. (making cute faces at Annabelle) Please come play with us, please (giving Annabelle a back massage in order to convince her).
Annabelle: (Breaths heavily) But I really don't want to go.
Diana: You're already eating the stuffs I bought. You can't say no.
Annabelle: (I should go right?. No I shouldn't. I complete ignored his message (referring to Harry). I'll just go, who cares) On one condition.
Diana: Anything, just name it.
Annabelle: I get to bring my sisters along.
Diana: (Exclaims in excitement) Done deal!. We have enough food and drinks, and they can enjoy themselves for as long as they like.
Annabelle: (Pinches Diana's cheek) I love you for this. (Leaves for the bedroom to change her outfit) Girls, we're going to the beach.

At the Beach
Diana, Annabelle and her siblings arrive at beach 1hour later.
Diana: (Parks the car and unbuckles her seatbelt) We're here.
Annabelle: (Looking all around and admiring the beach, she spots Harry talking to a few girls with big breasts and nice bodies. They look extremely hot in bikinis. There are a few guys with him as well. She feels discouraged to get out of the car. Pretending to be excited) We are here (I feel like I'm going to throw up. Look at all these hot and beautiful people. I don't stand a chance at all. I feel so embarrassed, I just want to disappear. I can't tell Diana to take me back. Whatever, I'll just have to endure). Let's go. (Diana, Annabelle and her siblings all leave the car. Diana takes them to her friends to introduce them).

She is stuck between her past and her present relationship. The question is, is she ready to let go of her past and build a new future when she finds out about his real identity?.

One day in Huston Texas an elderly man is standing outside of his house, on the beach. He stretches and heads to the ocean to see if he's caught any fish. As he makes it to the shore, he sees that he didn't catch any fish, but he sees a man unconscious and washed up on shore. He had black military like clothing, bullet wounds all over his body and one in the head, dog tags in his hand. 












"Hey kid, you alright?" The Fishermen asks to no response. 












Two months later, a female doctor with red hair, and glasses walks into the room of the stranger found on the beach, wounds healed, stitches in his hand and still unconscious. She leans over his bed and looks at his face. 












"Hello again Tj Evans. Sorry we couldn't get you a better bed, apparently this is the best we can do with our current budget." She then notices the scars on his arms. 












"Who did this to you?" After awhile, she then puts her coat on the rack and lays on the couch that's in the hospital room. She pulls out a book from her bag and starts to read through the night. 








The next day, while the doctor is sleeping, Tj starts to twitch. He starts to see flashes of him, bloody and injured running to the docks, trying to escape on a boat, but as he turns around he is shot in the head by a mysterious woman who says "I'm sorry." As he hears the gunshot, Tj wakes up in a cold sweat, and out of breath. He clutches his head in pain, looking around to see where he is. He takes off his nasal cannula and notices the doctor sleeping on the couch next to him. 












"Excuse me...Miss." Tj says to no answer. He then tries to get out of bed but falls to the ground, waking up the Doctor.












"Crap, crap, crap. Hey, Hey are you ok? Talk to me." The doctor asks, hurrying to Tj's aid. 












"Yeah I'm okay." Tj says as the doctor helps him back in bed. Later, she then flashes a light in his eyes. 












"Well the good news is, you don't have a concussion. We will have to run one more test and then we can discharge you." 












"Where am I exactly?" 












"Your in the hospital in Huston Texas. You've been here for awhile now. A local found you unconscious at the beach, on the shore." Tj sits there in silence, taking this all in. 












"Do you have anyone we can call? Friends? Family? girlfriend?" As the Doctor asks this, Tj looks at her confused.












"Do you remember your name?" Tj sits in silence again as he looks around the room and sees his dog tags. He picks them up and reads them out loud. 












"Tj, Tj Evans." 












"Okay. Be right back." As the doctor leaves, she hands him a small mirror to see the stitches in his head. A few minutes pass and the doctor comes back with new clothes. 












"Here, your old clothes were wet, And you know, covered in blood." She says jokingly. Tj smiles taking clothes. 












"Thank you doctor." Tj says. 












"You can call me Rose, Rose Bucannon." 
The two smile at each other. 












"Anyway, let's get you dressed." Rose then leaves the room and goes into the X-ray room. She then grabs the X-ray of Tj's skull and hangs it up to look at it. As she does, she sees fragments of the bullet still in his skull.

A young highschool student, born with incredible strength secretly tries to balance his education and underground fighting.

"Hollis, wake up! We're landing!" My best friend Charli shakes me out of my sleep, and I look out the airplane window, watching us descend to land.  

We get off our flight, exhausted from the long flight from Georgia to Los Angeles. Charli tucks her phone in her fanny pack while we walked to the baggage claim to grab our luggage. She's so giddy, basically skipping her way through LAX. But I can't help but to finally let my nerves creep through. I can't believe we're freshman in college, going to a college in my old hometown. 

When I begin thinking about how I haven't been here in 10 years, Charli interrupts my thoughts,

"I can't believe we're here!" She tosses one of her bags over her shoulder and looks to me, noticing my worry. 

"It's okay, we're going to make our college experience an amazing one." She nudges me and we start to laugh. I feel a bit more at ease when we're able to catch a bus that drives straight to our University. 

I text my mom to let her know I've landed and snap a picture of the "LAX" sign to send to my little sister, Beck. 

​When Charli and I get to campus, we walk on the sidewalk that surrounds it. It's just as hot as it is in Georgia, but the air is definitely crisper. In Georgia, if it was hot and humid outside, it was difficult to take a deep breath because the air was so thick. I think being near the beach is a factor as to why it feels cooler here than back home, there's way more wind near the beach. 

I'm starting to sweat from walking and pulling my luggage when we finally come up on an extravagant red, brick building that reads Studio Flat Dorms.

​"Wow. My mom really picked the most expensive dorms she could." I say to Charli. 

"Girl, look how close we are to the beach. I don't want to hear any complaints!" She pulls me toward the door. 

​As soon as we walk into the front lobby of the building, a hint of excitement hits, but I push it back down trying not to get my hopes up, considering we haven't seen the room yet. I'm just thankful Charli and I were able to be roommates. Her being here makes me feel more at home. 

We walk onto the elevator and look at the small, white information card to see what floor we're on and what our room number is. It reads, Twelfth Floor. Room 1431. Ocean View. Ocean view? I think to myself. 

​When we get to the room, I unlock the door and we step inside. Everything is grey and white, aside from one wall, which is covered in red brick. There are faux plants, and all-white furniture. It looks like the front lobby, just with white beds and desks instead of lounge chairs. It smells like a scented candle from Bath and Body Works, and I take a deep breath. 

I look around the whole room, both sides of the room are bare, and I have no idea how I'm going to decorate my side of the room. My mom bought me a big calendar, and I brought a few framed pictures from home, but that's all I have right now. 

​I walk out onto the balcony of the dorm room, and I see the ocean right outside the building. 

"Charli, get out here and look at this!" I yell to her inside the room. 

I could walk out of the back door of the building, and there's a pathway that leads right to the sand. The ocean water is baby blue with a hint of a teal-green color. The sand is so white, you can see a few cans that people have left sitting next to the silver, tin trash cans from how high up I am. This is too good to be true. 

"Oh my gosh!" Charli shrieks before continuing, "this is going to be so amazing."

We walk back inside and the A/C hits my body and sends a small chill down my legs. I walk around the rest of the room, wondering if I want to start unpacking right now. I'm not sure if I have enough energy to make a mess unpacking right now. That five-hour flight just about killed me and not only that, but there's also a three-hour time difference here. So, it feels like three o'clock to me, but it's only noon. Hopefully I'll get used to that quickly.

Taking everything in, I notice the most amazing perk of this dorm, it comes with its own bathroom. I makes me uncomfortable to even think about showering in the same room as ten other people. I begin unpacking my clothes anyway just to see how much room I'll have for extra things I need to buy. 



​Charli and I spend the weekend shopping for some more décor and supplies for our first day of classes tomorrow. We're dragging all of the stuff off of the public bus, and I miss my car, and Charli's. My mom made me leave my car in Georgia for my first year. Charli chose that fate for herself. 

"This whole shopping thing would be much easier if we both had cars, oh wait? We do. They're just not here." I say in the most sarcastic way I can. Which makes Charli laugh. 

"You'd never meet anyone if you relied solely on me to drive you around. And you know it. We're pulling you out of your, what do you call it? Self-exile bubble?" She laughs louder, sticking her tongue out at me. I chuckle along with her and roll my eyes. She knows she's right, and so do I. I promised myself that I would try my hardest to do and experience thing that I usually wouldn't. So leaving my car and taking public transportation is apparently the first step. 

It's her and my mom's way of forcing me to meet new people. Whether it be on the bus or asking for rides. Charli doesn't have that problem. She can make friends wherever she goes. 

At least I live on campus, so I know I can walk to school.

Once we have everything we bought set up, I get ready for bed. Charli turns off the lights. My mind is racing. I haven't been back to this place since I was 8 years old, I'm living in the same town as my father, who I haven't spoken to in years, I'm a freshman in college and-

"Stop freaking out." Charli cuts into my thoughts through the darkness. "You're going to be fine tomorrow, and your dad doesn't even know you're here."

Her words relax my mind. She's right. Everything is going to be great. I reassure myself. 

"I better hear tomorrow that you met some new friends for us to hangout with too! You know that's what I'll be trying to do." She laughs and rolls over. 

"This is going to be epic." She whispers. 

I let out a small laugh through my nose and close my eyes. I silently hope for the same thing.

Getting out of the bathroom, feeling my body temperature rising guarantees my suspicions of being infected by Corolla Virus.  I turned on the old black and white television to watch the news.  It is still early in the morning so I am actually watching the 10Pm news of yesterday.

I look at the small screen and wonder "How is this television is still alive until now? if I remember correctly, my father bought it when my mother was pregnant with me!".  The television antenna isn't receiving any signal, so I started beating the television with my hand.

The moment it received signal it said "Breaking News!  An oil carrier has had an oil leakage near the beach of Muscat.  We request from all the citizens to be cautious and to not go there before the leakage is cleaned!"

I cursed my luck as I heard the bad news...  I thought I will hear some random news, but now that I heard this it made me wonder "what would make me more unfortunate, to die by COVID-19 or by that oil leakage?".  I quickly shook my head to remove the bad thoughts from my mind, perhaps today is my lucky day!  I knew it isn't but I know I should think positively.

As I was trying my best to think positively, I received a message from my brother that reads "Go pick my wife, she is sleeping in her grandma's house".  Right after that message, I received a message from my brother's wife that reads "Come pick me from my friend's house, if you dare tell your brother I will make your life miserable!".

I went to shower quickly, and then grabbed my car key.  I went outside and started the engine of my Corolla model 2000.  While I was waiting for the car heat to go down, my dickhead brother came out of the house and said "Wait for my daughter to be ready and deliver them to their school while you are at it".  

I acted as if I had no fever and said "Ok".  I waited inside the car for 10 minutes... 20 minutes...  There was no air conditioner in the car, because it was broken, and it is very hot even in the morning.  After 40 minutes of waiting, his daughter came inside the car.  After they entered I sneezed once.  I dropped them by in the school and went to pick his wife from her lover's house.  I tried to arrive as fast as possible, but as I was about to cross the train track, the barriers dropped down, stopping me from crossing the train track.  I cursed my luck again as I turned off the engine of the car and said "This is going to be a long waiting!".

____________

Meanwhile in an alternate universe...

"FUUUUUUCK!  I sold countless worlds to charge in this stupid gacha game!  The summon sale is featuring Miku, the new character in the game with pull chance of 0.03%. Being the god, and also the best gamer in this universe sure is hard!  I stopped the time from the whole multiverse except for the game server, just to be the first one to who gets Miku.  This multiverse has been frozen for more than 13,000 years!  I am running out of time... If the great God heard about this, he will surely punish me!"

My love for gambling in gacha games has driven me to do extreme things.  I sold the world where all the dirty clothes go to, also known as Bleach, to a person from another multiverse called Tite Kubo who was willing to give me 90% of the funds he raise by selling videos of that world in alternative universes!

I sold many worlds to raise enough money, and I still can't get my hand on Miku!  I need to find a solution!  But who would I find a solution?  ...  Wait a second... I am such an idiot!  I never thought about anything in my life!  Whenever I needed an answer for a question, I sacrificed a universe as materials that I use in a divination!  Divinations are the most convenient way to find answers!  At the cost of a universe, a Divination could find the answer for the most complex issues in the world!  

I wonder why it took me a lot of time to remember about Divinations...  Maybe I was very frustrated with this stupid Gacha!

Without thinking any longer, I sacrificed all the universes that I don't own completely, thus sacrificing the worlds I sold to other people.  "What can they do about it?  I am a god!  They can just go fuck themselves!".

The divination voice sounded out "In order to summon Miku and 9 dupes in an 10+1 summon, you need to kill a human located currently in Earth 33, and summon his soul here.  Use the gacha while soul is next to you, and you will summon a Miku 10 times in a 10+1 summon gacha".

I got very excited!  That Voidne brat is from the same multiverse as Masashi Kishimoto, the one who I sold Narutoverse!  I didn't wait any longer, and peaked into Earth 33 to see Voidne raiding and old car, sneezing and dancing while listening to Three Days Grace.  I could see what is written in fate.  Voidne would die after 3 day out of COVID-19...  Three days are too long!  

I can't wait any longer!  I pushed his car into the train track moments before the train arrived at the crossing.  "Now he will surely die sooner!  All I need to do is to pick his soul when he dies!"

____________

While dancing, I felt the car is being pushed toward the train track!  I put my legs on the break, trying to stop the car, but to no use!  I tried to open the door of the car, but the door is locked!  I tried to unlock the door, but the lock is stuck!!  And it was at that moment I knew... I FUCKED UP!!  I cursed my bad luck as the train crashed into the car, dragging the now rolling cube of metal with it!

I could feel being crushed by the dented structure of the car.  Blood started to come out of my eyes, my nose, and my ears.  My brain is suffering from a severe trauma due to the hard shaking, but I could still feel, the painful crushing!  I could swear that this pain has already laster forever, but to make things worse, metal rods started piercing my guts one by the other, as the train keeps flipping the car as it drags it on its track.

I begged the god of death to come harvest my soul, this was very painful!  This hurts so much, but because of my bad luck, it seems that the reaper is on a tea break right now...  And to make the matter even worse!  The fractions lit the oil, causing an explosion, which I felt fully!  The burning sensation and the force it hit me with...  At that moment, I could only wish to die...  My brain stopped functioning correctly, I couldn't perceive the world correctly...  All I could feel was pain, and all I could think of is "I fucking hate my luck!  If I was ever to go to hell even after I suffer all this pain, I will curse the god endlessly!".

As if god heard my prayers, the train took a right turn, launching the burning chunk of metal into Muscat's beach, landing remarkably on the leaked oil, causing a huge explosion!  My vision turned black, but when I opened my eyes again... I saw... Big Chungus???

I am making a remake for this XD, because it is funny :3. Hope you enjoy it!

I got picture here, so yeah!
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/455637687293312147/

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