A collection of short stories made by yours truly!

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.

This is about a boy who gains power from everything he reads. He also has some other issues to deal with, like the chaos, but he is also part of the chaos. His abilities and powers will continue to grow and manifest, but which side will he stand on?

P.S. I am just in 8th grade so don't judge too much, but leave some suggestions or reviews so I can continue to grow as a writer and make the story better.

A group of girlfriends are on vacation when they see a 5-story hotel with a sign that reads: "For Women Only". Since they are without their boyfriends and husbands, they decide to go in. The bouncer, a very attractive guy, explains to them how it works. "We have 5 floors. Go up floor by floor, and once you find what you are looking for, you can stay there. It's easy to decide since each floor has a sign telling you what's inside." So they start going up and on the first floor the sign reads: "All the men on this floor are short and plain." The friends laugh and without hesitation move on to the next floor. The sign on the second floor reads: "All the men here are short and handsome." Still, this isn't good enough, so the friends continue on up. They reach the third floor and the sign reads: "All the men here are tall and plain." They still want to do better, and so, knowing there are still two floors left, they continued on up. On the fourth floor, the sign is perfect: "All the men here are tall and handsome." The women get all excited and are going in when they realize that there is still one floor left. Wondering what they are missing, they head on up to the fifth floor. There they find a sign that reads: "There are no men here. This floor was built only to prove that there is no way to please a woman."

Ok, hello to my jokes (STOLEN) (That's a lie) (maybe not)
Pls if u hate Jack OFF. I'm just here to bring some new and old jokes that you may not know of. Before u go on your way, I just want to give that 1-second laughter.

And I don't care if u have seen the joke "its just like a your mixtape no one wants to hear it" FYI read the dam description.

Chapter 2 - Day Time
Oh well.
Back at his computer, Adonis begins his workday. He works from home as an admin for a customer service company. His job is mundane, unskilled, and unsupervised. He takes advantage of this by starting late, playing video games during his shift, watching YouTube videos, and scrolling on Instagram. Adonis's manager often highlights his inability to get all of his work done in time but Adonis feels proud to multitask and grow his own business at the same time as a job he's getting paid for.
Fuck sake…
A new email pings his inbox, now he has to do the work he's employed to do. And it annoys him. Even though his annoyance can't come across in his formal email manner, it does compound overtime in his productivity. Adonis knows this. Adonis doesn't care. He's just staring at the clock anticipating the minute he can log off the system and go do his own thing.
The day goes slow. Constantly checking the time seems to make it go slower but he doesn't stop the bad habit. He doesn't stop any bad habits. He glances over his wall and notepads on his desk and feels humiliated by the dozens of self-improvement tactics, affirmations, everything he has tried. None of it worked.
Adonis knows the pattern. He finds a new strategy that has all the hype on YouTube. He reads the comments of hundreds of people saying that the strategy worked for them too. Adonis invests his time to try it himself and it actually does work, for a maximum of 2 days. And then, like clockwork, it's back to the old him. It's like he self-sabotages himself unconsciously, bringing himself back to where he feels he deserves to be.
Why is it so easy for everyone else?
Almost forgetting the pattern that has plagued him, Adonis goes straight back onto YouTube looking for the next self-improvement strategy that may make things click. As always, he clicks on the first shiny video that entices him and flicks through the video to save time. Nothing of value in this one. Onto the next. And the next. And the next.
His attention span has certainly been shortened by this behavior and it even shows in how his mind produces thoughts. He's all over the place, physically and mentally. Adonis struggles to stay on task, he struggles to stay focused, he struggles to think straight. It's like every few seconds his mind wanders onto something else, ruining his productivity. Adonis reads over his work tasks...
Come on, how am I supposed to do this?
He reads over his tasks a few times and concludes that he needs a break. Straight to his video game folder, just for 30 minutes, he promises. Choosing the right game to play takes 10 minutes in itself as Adonis has a collection of over 100 games on his computer. He scrolls through the list, bored. He isn't excited to play any of them. Even video games have gotten boring for him. He loads up his usual, League of Legends...
Ok, I've been working since morning so I'll play 1 game of league and then finish the tasks.
His team gets destroyed. It enrages him that his teammates didn't play well enough for him to feel like a victor. He knows bringing an aggressive mood to the in-game chat is usually detrimental but it doesn't stop him from indulging in a barrage of abuse and swear words against his teammates. At the end of the game, he reports one player and encourages everyone else to report him too. Adonis automatically starts the next game. And the next. And the next.
Adonis won 2 games and lost 2 games. That'll do. He glances at the time and shrugs. The workday is over.
Oh well.

Adonis's journey from a regular Blue Pilled boy to a Red Pilled Greek God!

In the beginning i always knew that something in me was different, that i was special in a way i figured that everyone felt like that, because what really im special about me. I come from a farm just outside a small town.

I grew up around cowboys, riding bulls and breaking in horses. I had friends but i always felt alone in side. I was nice with everyone, but i soon realized being nice everyone walks over you, use and abuse you, they just take and take until you have nothing left to give then they leave.

I don't know is that so with everyone but for me it was with everyone one.
I grew up reading a story of a man going to war and he discover himself. He find himself in the mud and tears and fear.

From that they i always wanted to go to the war. And it was a way of escaping what i did. And maybe i get shot and die,hopefully.

So i signed up to the war. I had no idea that was destiny. Because what is about to happen was only ment for me. For no man can handle what i was about to see and do. Destiny is a crool teacher.

I was accepted and i went away and left my sister and brother alone with the pain amd the emptiness, they begged me not to go, they can take losing me to, i left that night when they slept.

The training wasn't so bad. But first week of service was like feeling you belong. Feeling like yiu got someone behind next and in front of you who will protect you and die for you.
And the feeling of you will do the same. Its a amazing bond.

I used my special abilities in many ways... But its not important.
The only thing you need to know is. The higher ups knew there was someone special in the group. He saw the all group as special. He didn't knew which one, nor did he care.

They didn't speak of the things they just spended us to higher and higher missons. Soon we were known as the hunter squad. Some call as wolf squad.
I think we were a hit sqaud. But i will find deadly people through others memories, using animals.
Scent, smell, hearing. I got amazing with my ability my sqaud knew about it. Nobody else.

I they always protected me with their life many times.
Soon the americans started noticing us. Because we were fighting with them, they wanted to hire us. In the beginning it was easy but then they started using us more and more.

On one nigth. Something happend. We came across. Or it found me. I dont know nor do i care.

Something so dark and twisted. And in a way it felt like home.
We were out on a mission. Then i heard something next to me.

I looked at it. And i saw it. Hes big red glowing ice.
Teeth white as a sunny day with blood driping down.
I figured that it was an wolf or something. So he shot it. Dead. Was easy

We walked closer to it started laughing because he didn't expect that until we saw what we killed.
A huge dog like creatures with lomg with teeth
Thing was huge.
If opened it eyes and tom. Ah tom but tom steo back made a heard sound out of fear and he shot it like alottt.

Everyone laughed at him, then he saw the thing chest started lighting up.
And then it got more bright and more.

He couldn't believe are eyes what we saw nexted.

TO BE CONTINUED.
THANKS FOR ALL THE READS. HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT AND GIVE ME A VOTE. IT REALLY MEANS ALOT TO ME THAT SO I STARTING TO GET SO MANY READS. LOVE YOU GUYS. PART 7 AND 8 WILL COME TOMORROW. JUST TO THANK YOU ALL. WILL DO A DOUBLE PART SPECIAL

This book is writing from good to a piece of art. 

The first few chapters are good but the book is written so that each chapter gets better and better.
More information, more plots, dialog.
Make reader questions their reality make them think but what if.

As the story gets better chapter by chapter. More and more emotions and better plots.


Make you feel more connected to the book.
That's what life is slowly getting better bit by bit.
The more you know the more you understand. The more you understand the more you see the beauty.

Through patience and hard work, you will get everything you want out of this book.

Hard work meaning reading.
Like life.

So if you one of the people who read through this book you in for a ride of your life. Because it just started 

Just be patient and enjoy the moments.
Don't rush it, take the information in think about it, and then continue reading.

Put yourself in the shoes of what is being told.
Think about what would you do.

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for reading the long night, hope you enjoy it.

Godbless
The long night is currently for free.
For a limited time.
Don't miss out you know you will regret it.

Dont mis out on every chapter every Wednesday.

Xin Hulei hums thoughtfully, his long lashes drawing crisscross shadows on his smooth cheeks.
Yao Shen's leg kicks back and forth across the pavement, if Xin Hulei says anything he's just going to get up and leave. He'll excuse himself with Ye Fang and Gao Wu later.
"I don't want to make young miss Ye uncomfortable," Xin Hulei says, after a moment. "I hear she's already in a relationship."
He doesn't elaborate, and leaves his answer at that. 
The implication is clear though, he basically admitted that Ye Fang would be the person he would want to have sex with, if it weren't for her relationship.
Yao Shen should feel glad he hasn't been implicated in Xin Hulei's stupid little game, but he can only focus on Ye Fang's flustered laugh.
Of course, the bastard still manages to be charming even when playing this kind of stupid game.
"Oh, that's old news, Xin laoshi," Ye Fang says, touching the back of her hand to her hot cheek. "I'm single now."
Yao Shen wishes there was a way to warn her that the most she'll get is a one-night stand and a cold bed the next day, without revealing how he came upon that information.
Or maybe not. 
Maybe that's something Yao Shen reserves for the people he has a low opinion of. 
Maybe he would be considerate and kind with Ye Fang, maybe it's only Yao Shen he sees as disposable.
That train of thought only makes him more furious at Xin Hulei. 
He only realizes he's openly scowling at him when Gao Wu waves a hand in front of his face. "It's gege's turn now," he says, once Yao Shen's eyes finally snap up towards him. He has probably been trying to get his attention for a while.
Xin Hulei is just looking at him, his gaze inscrutable as ever, and yet, in his opaque eyes Yao Shen reads a challenge: "Your move next."
Yao Shen's move is to jump down the low wall he's sitting down on and stretch his arms above his head dramatically. "It's getting late, and I have to shoot early tomorrow, I think I'll be going now. We can finish the game some other day."
Ye Fang and Gao Wu grumble a little but it's Xin Hulei who speaks up. "Is Yao laoshi afraid of having to answer potentially intimate questions?" 
His tone isn't leading or suggestive, if anything, he sounds genuinely curious, which just pisses off Yao Shen more.
Squaring his shoulders, he says, "Like I said, I shoot early tomorrow, and feel tired."
"So do I, but I think we should at least finish the game. Yao laoshi is the only one who hasn't answered yet."
Yao Shen narrows his eyes at him. How does Xin Hulei know that if he wasn't there when they started playing?
As if anticipating that, Xin Hulei turns to Gao Wu and Ye Fang, and asks, "Isn't that right?"
They both nod, and Xin Hulei falls silent, his shrouded gaze falling on Yao Shen once more.
Yao Shen hears him say, "Your move next," as surely as if he had spoken the words.
He sits back down, and takes the phone from Xin Hulei's hand with a violent tug.
He knows in which category the spinning wheel is going to stop at even before it does.
The words 'Love Connection' flash brightly on the screen, and Yao Shen restrains himself from openly scowling at Xin Hulei. Somehow, Yao Shen knew he would use his demon king powers to make the wheel stop on that category.
Resigned, he waits for the app to show him the first question.
Gao Wu reads it over his shoulder before Yao Shen even has the time to take it in. "Tell us what caused the end of the relationship before your current one."
Some of the tension leaves Yao Shen's coiled shoulders. That's not a bad question at all. 
"Uhm, I'm not in a relationship right now, but my previous one ended because we wanted different things," he says, smiling at how easy that was.
Ye Fang agrees and lets out a groan of dismay. "That's too vague, gege. You need to tell us more."
He shoots her a smirk and taps the button to get another question. "It's not vague if it's the truth."
She wanted Yao Shen to have more time for her. Yao Shen wanted to have more acting jobs. 
Irreconcilable differences.
The next question is just as easy. "What qualities do you look for in a romantic partner?"
Yao Shen almost wants to smirk at Xin Hulei. These probably weren't the kind of questions he had in mind when he insisted for Yao Shen to continue playing.
"I like honesty, above everything else. I want the person I'm with to be fully honest with me about every aspect of their lives, even the unsavory parts," he can't help making eye contact with Xin Hulei as he says those words, hoping to needle him. 
"I like people who are fun, and whose face shows their every emotion. I dislike people who keep all their thoughts and feelings to themselves. I absolutely hate people who are callous, cruel and insensitive. I want to be with someone kind and passionate"
At this point, Yao Shen isn't even really listing qualities he values, only the ones Xin Hulei doesn't have to get back at him.
Xin Hulei might have walked out on him after their ill-advised night together, but it's not like Yao Shen would want a relationship with him, even if he asked.
He's making it clear that Xin Hulei is the opposite of what he could ever want.
For his part, Xin Hulei's reaction is complete and utter apathy, as if Yao Shen is describing paint dry.
Whatever. Once he's done with the game Yao Shen can just leave and go back to the hotel.
He taps the button to get the last question.
When he colors stop flashing Yao Shen's eyes widen in horror.
Being lulled into a false sense of security due to the previous questions was a grave mistake on his part.
Noticing his prolonged silence, Gao Wu once again reads the question above Yao Shen's shoulder, before he has the chance to shut off the screen.
"If you're single kiss the person to your right, if you're in a relationship kiss your significant other."
Everyone knows Yao Shen is single by his own admission, and there's only one person sitting to his right: Xin Hulei.

[BL - Mature Content]

Yao Shen is a struggling actor, virtually anonymous to the public.

That is, until the opportunity to star in an anticipated new cultivation drama comes along, and it finally seems like Yao Shen's fate is turning.

The only problem?

He'll be playing the love interest of 'movie Emperor' Xin Hulei -- the big star responsible for all his difficulties in breaking into the entertainment industry.

Things only get worse when a 'Demonic Capture System' is activated after Yao Shen's first audition with Xin Hulei.

Worse becomes worrying when Yao Shen realizes the events depicted in the drama might not be so fictional after all, and that maybe there's more to it than the System is telling him...

---

Yao Shen: "What do you mean Xin Hulei is one of the Demon Kings? And it's my job to send him back to the demonic realm? I'm just a D-list celebrity, how am I qualified for this?"

System: "There are rewards."

Yao Shen: "..."

Yao Shen: "Tell me more"

---

hardworking, down on his luck, determined and witty MC with a short fuse x cold beauty, calculating and sly, blackbellied Demon ML, hellbent on revenge.

With easy hands, Mrs. Jameson fixes breakfast. She must serve her over-demanding husband, as long as she still has the will to bear how much that wedding ring strangles her left ring finger...
From the back of her skirt, still less than a thousandth his normal size, Spider-Man I stalks her. But Mrs. Jameson need not worry; while her appeal is still WAY too young for a man as old as Jameson, she's not his mission...
With the breakfast on a tray, she wanders upstairs, to the master bedroom. Spidey hangs from her skirt, as she goes along...
It's a long way down. It's even longer still, judging the stairs. Plus, Spidey can see the back of her feet from here...and not to mention her legs. A LOT of her legs...if only for split seconds at a time...
Jonah lies on a bed. His window is open. He smokes a huge cigar. He reads several issues of the Bugle at a time (they're all in a big pile, on the other side of his bed). He just HATES what Ms. Brant has done to his legacy... Then again, from what he's heard, a lot of his ex-jackasses are glad he's gone... Not that their opinion ever mattered to him. But then...it sure didn't change the fact that none of his photographers could ever catch Spidey in the act of committing actual crime...
His wife comes in. She coughs from the cigar smoke. Jonah smiles, puts the cigar in the ash tray, and sits back, as the wife puts the tray in front of him, in the bed, over his waist.
THIS is Spidey's opportunity. As much as he hates to, he swings under Mrs. Jameson's skirt, flashes some upskirt photos for later, and lands on the wooden platter. He won't deny that from down here, the wood smells good...
Once she's sure her man is comfy, Mrs. Jameson leaves him be. Alone at last, Jameson smokes and flips the bird at the Bugle, between bites of his breakfast...
Beneath his pajamas, he's acquired more than just a few symptoms of an old man. And that's what Peter's here to investigate...
Somehow, Spidey has infiltrated Mr. Jameson's kidney. There's a lot of fluid in here, but...he can't seem to figure out what Ms. Brant wants him to come in here for so badly...
A rock, as big as an asteroid, floats past him. It nearly hits Spidey. He swerves, and watches, gawking. Several more come out of hiding, and nearly hit Peter...
Automatically, the suit takes pictures. Apparently, the Bugle's old editor as a bit of a kidney stone problem...
Later on, Ms. Brant reads the latest edition of the Bugle. There's a picture of Mr. Jameson's many kidney stones on the front page, headlined by the caption, IS J. JONAH JACKASS TOO OLD TO CUT THE MUSTARD, FOR PRESSMAKING, OR JUST FOR STANDARD URINATION?
In Ms. Brant's ear, a gadget plays music. It plays Red Foley's and Ernest Tubb's "Too Old to Cut the Mustard..."
She giggles. "Ah, he's going to hate this SO much." She kisses her own hand, and blows across it. "New York thanks you, Peter."
A messenger comes in, and leaves a letter in Ms. Brant's mail basket. It's very thick, and has got Mr. Jameson's return address on it.
She tries to read the first three pages of her old boss's retaliating insults...but doesn't make it. And naturally, there are about a thousand more where that comes from.
The messenger confesses that they were all confused at first. They almost sent Mr. Jameson's envelope to a publishing house, because they thought it was a manuscript for a novel...
Ms. Brant giggles. "The day J. Jonah Jameson starts writing novels will be the day men start going through puberty at thirty." She looks around, with a sinister look. "Speaking of what..."
Another messenger comes in. She leaves a report in the "just in" box...
Ms. Brant arches her brows, grabs the report and reads it. She arches her brows, and gapes. And, she smiles. She traces her lips with her polished fingers, and giggles.
"Well now, Peter... It looks like I need your talents...again."
The report concerns OsCorp. Apparently, a test subject has escaped...which isn't very precedented, as rumor has it...

Second installment in the planned "Amorous Spider-Man" trilogy

Besides visualisation there is also subliminals that can work as a tool to activate the brain chemicals. Subliminals are hidden audio or visual messages that you aren't supposed consciously notice, but reseive them subconsciously. It is said that if your subconsciousnes believes something is true, it makes it true. Our subconscious mind is not that good at differentating between real and false, and that's exactly what makes it usefull.

I go and search for subliminals with wanted effects and notice that some of them are obviously fake. People can't grow wings just like that! But some of the subliminals follow the rules of possibilities. I start listening to one that makes my hair longer and blonder. In the description there reads that results take two months to show and even then only the start of the changes are seen. By hair growth it means that the speed of my hairs growing will be doupled or even tripled. 

Under the water noices coming from my headphones, i can hear monotonic womans voice. As long as i don't understand what she is saying, this should work.

The day goes on with me listening the subliminals and imagining all the amazing possibilities on how to make myself better. Someday i might even reach a state that others would call perfection, but i know nothing is perfeckt and i can always improve beyond what is considered possible.

While grinning and fantazising by myself, suddenly my math teacher asks while pointing at the board
" Bella can you solve this problem?". I then stare at that board where there reads '√36 +2^2='. Oh lucky me it's easy one and i answer: " 10". Teacher replies: "Correct", and then continues to explain further.

It always feels good to be right.
School ends and i am on my way to home. "skipeti skip skip!" : I say to speed up my walking. Random words sure can have a very interesting effect on peoples actions and state of mind. There have been experiments that has shown that people can get better at activities if someone encourages them, but also worse if discouraged. That is why i often tend to use the most positive and delicious words.  :) 

Delicious word as in something that gives the same type of happy feeling when heard , as when your eating something tasty. Good example would be the word ' delightfull'.


At home i prepare for tomorrow, that is going to be fun day i hope. I shall keep this cool dress on tomorrow too.

I go to bed and start imagining a 'what if' scenario where i am a beautifull celebrity.

Young woman named Bella decides to become beautifull. She uses the power of her mind to achieve most anything that she wants.
Is that even possible? Follow this slightly delusional girls life to see where it goes.

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Snappy big sister
Lame love interest
A notebook
Selfmade system
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