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.

A collection of short stories made by yours truly!

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.

michael jackobs is bored at home and is looking through the app store and find's a game named world conquer's 

he reads the description and it reads
explore and level as you go through worlds and ages and conquer them all and decides to download it and that's how he starts his journey or conquering multiple worlds

"eo hyung! Are you done? Mark where? He's not with you?" asked Jung Jaehyun to the leader 

* Hyung (형) = younger brother calls older brother, reads "hyong"

"Mark went to the cafeteria, thank goodness it went well and we just have to wait for the music to be delivered" replied the leader, who else if not Lee Taeyong. 

Next year, NCT 127 will comeback 4 times, so they are preparing from now on 

"When will you send the music?" Doyoung asked too 

"They said five to six days, then as usual one week for us to practice" replied Taeyong who also sat on the floor. 

"When will the song be released, Hyung?" asked Lucas, who came carrying a box of Pizza with Winwin beside him "Don't know for sure, but I'm sure our schedule will be tighter than usual" 

"Haechan isn't back yet?" 

"Not yet hyung, maybe it will come soon. They (haechan, jeno, jaemin, renjun) are driving Chenle home because of family matters" Chirps Mark who suddenly came with a bowl of jjajangmyeon 

* Jjajangmyeon (짜장면) = food originating from Korea in the form of noodles, reads "jajangmyon"

"Again?" and Mark just shrugged his shoulders

"By the way, Jungwoo, are you feeling well?"
Taeyong asked Jungwoo because two days before he had a cold He just sat there holding the hotpack and borrowed Doyoung's shoulder as a support Jungwoo smiled stiffly

"mmm .. this morning I felt healthy but during practice earlier I was a little dizzy" 

"Why didn't you tell me? You practiced so hard, I thought you were getting better" Taeil suddenly explained 

"Maja, I think he's fine"

* Maja (맞아) = correct, reads "maja" 

Jungwoo look at them with sad eyes as well as a faint smile "ani ,, gwaenchanha" 

* Ani (아니) = no, reads "ani" 
* Gwaenchanha (괜찮아) = it's okay, reads "gwenchana" 

The longer the voice became weaker, Jungwoo's eyes slowly closed 

"- Jungwoo-ya! Yak! YES! MWO-YA ?!" 
Doyoung who was beside him was shocked 

* Ya! (야) = Hey! Wow! Eh !, not formal / can only be said to our friends / if angry usually will say this like Indonesian people, read "ya!" but the k is combined with 'ain 

"ya!" 

"HYUNG! IREO-NA!" 

* Ireo-na (이러나) = Get up! , it reads "irona!"

Everyone panicked because Jungwoo's nose suddenly bled and fainted, his body temperature cold. 

They immediately rushed, some reported, some called for an ambulance, someone lifted Jungwoo temporarily moved to the practice room chair 

Dream who just arrived confused seeing them all here and there 
"Mwo-ya igo? Wae-- 

* Mwo-ya igo? (뭐야 이고) = What's this? , It reads "mwoya igo?" 

"Wae-irae? This crazy body temperature is really cold! Jisung, come help me get a blanket and hotpack! Palli!" 

* Wae-irae? (왜 이래) = Why did this happen ?, reads "weire?" 
* Palli (발리) = Hurry! / Hurry up !, read "palli" 













"He's just exhausted, I know how to live as a celebrity. But give him at least three days to rest, it's for his good" explained the doctor.

"Three days ?? Alright, thanks doc" replied the manager After leaving the room, NCT members, especially Doyoung, immediately asked if Jungwoo was okay. 

For Jungwoo, Doyoung was considered his own brother. Likewise Doyoung who already thinks Jungwoo is a younger brother. 

When everyone was worried about Jungwoo, across the street someone was arguing Jaehyun and Taeyeong. 

"Tch!" Jaehyun scowled at Taeyeong

"Ani ... that's not what I mean" Taeyong tried to explain 

"It's just that I-- eh?" Taeyeong's words were interrupted after realizing the situation 

All the members including the manager were watching them "W-- mianhae .. Oh ya, how about--" 

* Mianhae (미안해) = "sorry" informal, reads "mianhe" 

Taeyeong's words were cut off by the manager. "What's this?" 

Jaehyun left them "Jae! Ya!" 

Taeyong shouted 
"Ee .... Manager .. Sorry for making a fuss at the hospital, I will leave for a moment" Taeyeong then chased Jaehyun who left 

"Is there something to hide?" 
The Manager or often called Manager Shin looked into the eyes of each member and tried to find something, but nothing. 

* Shin (神) / (신) in Korean means God / god, but Shin here is a person's name, not god / god 

It's nothing, they don't know what's going on. The only ones who know are Jaehyun and Taeyeong Working as a manager is not only to help the idol to be successful, but they are also willing to listen to the complaints of each member. 
Other managers may not have the same as Manager Shin 

Manager Shin will not allow the NCT members to harbor something that makes him stressed, it will also affect their careers
Manager Shin does have the right to hear complaints from the members, but they also have their limits 

"Well, just let them and you guys return to this dorm late at night. Let me take care of Jungwoo" Said manager Shin to the NCT members 

Jungwoo was forced to stay here because it was already late at night and it was not possible to wake Jungwoo. He's still exhausted. 

Tomorrow, Jungwoo will be discharged from the hospital and treated in the dorm. Actually, Jungwoo can just follow the dance, as long as it's not heavy

Everything slowly left but Doyoung still stares silently there 

"You're not coming home?" Manager Shin approached Doyoung 

"Manager didn't come home himself?"

"Because it's my responsibility to look after the members" 

"Mr bodyguard?" Manager does not want to continue anymore, he better give in otherwise he will be completely assaulted by Doyoung's words 

"Okay, you go in first. I want to go to the toilet for a moment" 

After Manager Shin left, Doyoung entered the VVIP room occupied by Jungwoo Doyoung approached Jungwoo who was still lying weak, whether he was still unconscious or sleeping but he looked very weak. 

Her lips were very pale and the light blonde hair color made her look even paler Doyoung pulled the chair beside Jungwoo's bed, then sat himself there 

Doyoung observed every inch of Jungwoo's face, not with an intense gaze but a gaze of affection from a brother to his younger brother 

"Jungwoo-ya, why are you so weak? Are you male or female? Hahaha .. You can train hard but you also have to think about your body's health" Doyoung 

"Why are you so kind? Why can you only think of other people but not yourself? You sacrifice for others, is that so? No need to look strong, everyone must have experienced things that make them weak" 

"He's not weak" who knows where suddenly the Manager is right behind. Doyoung was surprised

Then the manager sat himself on the sofa "Sejeong called earlier" 

Doyoung was interested in manager Shin's sentence 
"Where's my cellphone?" 

"Don't deal with him anymore" then threw Doyoung's cellphone onto the sofa carelessly 

Then Doyoung took his cellphone 
세정이 
Missed calls (4) 
Message (2) 

Doyoung immediately opened the chat 

세정이 

- Doy 
- Are you busy? I am done 

- What is wrong? 

- I mean for tomorrow 
- Tomorrow's weekend 
- And my family asked you to have dinner together 
- How? 

- Actually I have to 
take care of Jungwoo

- If you can't, that's fine 
- Thank you for your time 
- Hope Jungwoo gets well soon 
- I have other business 
- See you tomorrow ꒰⑅ᵕ ༚ ᵕ꒱˖ ♡ 

- Sorry 
Read 



Continue or not?

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.

Dear valued readers,

Firstly, I want to thank you creating time out of your busy lives to read my crappy book and keeping up with my slow updates. I really appreciate you guys.

I can't believe that I've reached 2 thousand reads! This is a really big acheivement for me because the platform I originally posted "FINDING JACE" it wasn't getting much reads, it barely has up to 50 reads (49 to be exact).

All I'm really here to say is that I appreciate you for taking your time to read my book, it's really encouraging me to keep on writing and I'd also like to encourage you to comment your thoughts, vote and share with your friends.





Jace was like every other teenage boy, he had a normal family, normal friends, scratch that, abnormal Crackheads as friends.

He was happy until one single emotion changed everything. 

He fell in love with a strange guy he met at a club but ended up getting his heart broken.

He became depressed and didn't bother picking up the remaining pieces of his heart.

He shut out every one who tried to help him. He became one with the darkness.

Until kaiden brought light into his life and Jace became one with Kaiden and that made him better than he ever was before.

Although all the things that he had lost when he shut the world out he didn't get them back but at least he got to be happy at the end.

Start:3/10/2020
End:

Ethan Shawn's POV
"Have you published the next part of your story yet?"
I was picking up my bag which was on the floor when Claire asked me about my story. School was over for the day and I was just getting ready to go home when my friend Claire came over and asked me if I published my story yet.
"Oh, Claire, I didn't notice you. Yes, I just published it last week." I smiled at her as I picked up the small pieces of paper which fell from my bag. I throw pieces of paper at the top of my bag when I'm bored, what else am I supposed to do to pass the time? I can't talk to Claire because she's in a different section than me.
"How many reads did it get?" Claire said as she sat on one of the tables and started chewing a gum. Are you even a girl? I mean the way you sit is not lady like, I get that you are one of the tough girls at school but be a bit lady like. Know what? I'm not going to focus on the way she acts, I'm just going to let her be. That's her life anyway, I won't ruin her fun.
"It got to about 5 reads." I replied as I picked up the last piece of paper.
"Only 5?"
"Yeah. By the way, how was it?"
"How was what?"
"My story, how was the new update? Did I do good?"
"Oh, I didn't know that you already updated it."
I was about to put on my bag but I stopped and I looked at Claire. "You didn't know?"
"Well how was I supposed to know if you don't inform your readers that you have already published the next part of your story? Why don't you announce your story anyway?"
"What do you mean?" I asked as I began walking outside the door and Claire followed me. Me and Claire walk home together, even though she is part of a group in school, she still likes walking home with me, she says that the atmosphere with me hits different than that of the atmosphere with her group.
"I mean what I mean dummy. Your stories are great, but they don't have any audience so really they're just going to waste."
"Your point is?"
"What I mean is, you should tell people about your story, you should endorse it. Your story needs to have great audiences."
"I don't think endorse is the right word you are looking for."
"Whatever word it is that I am looking for, I'm pretty sure that it's endorse, so shut up and endorse your stories." Claire said as she spit out the gum she was chewing and started chewing another one. How is her jaw still working?
"Well, that's the thing, I want people to see and read my stories its just, I don't know how."
"Are you even listening to me? I just literally said what you need to do, you need to endorse them!"
"Again, endorse is not the correct term!"
"Endorse them!" Claire kept on forcing that the term endorse is the term she is looking for, it's not! And if you ask me what is the correct term, I don't know it.
"I can't, okay? I'm shy."
"What?" Claire looked at me with this expression, the most annoyed expression in the world is plastered on Claire's face right now.
"I'm shy, I feel like I'm bothering someone whenever I'm promoting my stories. I feel like I'm disturbing people whenever I ask them to read and support my stories. I'm scared." It's true, I don't have the courage to tell people to support and read my story because I'm scared, when I'm about to send a link to my story to someone, I can't seem to send it. Thoughts of me annoying people and asking too much attention comes to my mind, stopping me from sending the link to my stories.
"You're scared?" Claire asked as she kept looking at me.
"Yeah, I'm scared that people will think of me like an attention seeker, I'm scared that people will say that I lack attention that I need to force people to read my stories."
"Well how will your stories be known if you don't even tell them to people?"
"I don't know. I'll just sit around and do nothing, I guess? Hoping that someone famous will read it and give my story a shoutout or something."
Claire just looked at me, again, with the most annoyed look on her face. I can tell that one more word which she doesn't like comes out from my mouth, she'll kill me.
"You do know that there is no way that that will happen to someone, right? And if it will and/or does happen, there's just a small chance that your story is the one story that that famous person is reading. Little to no chance that that will happen." Listening to what Claire said made my heart get broke. I know that that won't happen, but still, I hoped for it to happen one day.
"Well, a guy can dream right?"
"You're right, but if it happens, chances are you are already done with writing."
"Done with writing?"
"Yeah, like when you get old and you have a job. Chances are you already stopped writing and already started working."
I took a moment and gave a thought to what Claire said. Why am I writing again? What's the purpose of writing my stories if no one ever reads them?
I stopped and looked at Claire.
"What's wrong?" Claire asked as she looked back at me.
"What do I need to do to get more readers?"
Claire smiled as she gave me a pat on the back. "That's the spirit! Now, what you need to do is go to every social media platform you know, and start sharing and posting your stories! Readers will come in overnight!"
I took Claire's advice and did what she did. I was hesitant at first, I was scared that people will see me as an attention seeker. It took me 15 minutes to get the courage, but when I got the courage, I posted on every social media I know of.
A few days passed and I checked how many readers I got. I felt my heart being shattered at the sight. The number of my readers stayed the same, well, not the same, I mean I received a few more reads, from 5 reads it went to 9 reads. I'm happy that new people read my story, and I'm thankful for that, but there's something in my heart, like I expected for big numbers, but I didn't get what I expected.
I took deep breathes while I lay down on my bed, thinking if I should keep writing or not. I mean, what's the point in making stories if no one even reads them?
I kept taking deep breathes, trying my best to look on the bright side.
"Why did I start writing? What was the reason why I started writing in the first place?" I asked myself as I stared at the ceiling of my room.
I closed my eyes trying to think why I wrote stories. Minutes passed by and I was still trying to remember the reason why I started writing, then it finally hit me.
I started writing not because I wanted to be famous, I wrote stories not because I wanted to have many readers or something. But I started writing so that I could share my feelings with other people, I started writing because it gave me joy, it made me happy whenever I write stories. I didn't write because I wanted to be famous, but I started writing because I wanted to be happy.
That was the reason why I started writing stories. I stood up from my bed and went toward my desk and started writing stories, not thinking about who will read it. I wrote stories not thinking if someone will see or read it, I didn't think about who or how many people will read my story, I just wrote my story knowing that I'm happy, with or without readers.
-The End-

This book is a compilation of different stories ranging from 2 to 5 parts. When one story has ended, another story will begin.

Three months had passed since Hubrid began his education and the walls nearly shattered from frustration. Druchess decides that it's finally time to take him outside of the cove they stayed in and revealed to Hubrid the harsh reality of this world. 
Hubrid had been taught logical things, the way things should be; Such as Math, Language Arts, History, and even small amounts of magic. Hubrid picked up on these subjects quickly but he had issues with Social Studies. 

"Why did Magic-Users enslave us Strong-Holders?" Hubrid asked with conciseness.
 His speech had improved greatly in the past weeks and he had more control over the large vocabulary given to him.

"Where is my family," Hubrid would ask repeatedly as Druchess would avoid his eyes, unable to tell him.

The young Hubrid did not only learn tangible subjects, he began to learn emotions such as happiness, sadness, and anger. These kinds of things were never allowed to happen on their farm. If they smiled they'd be whipped. If they cried they'd work overnight. If they got angry, they'd live with the cattle for days.

Autonomous drones are what they were unable to experience even the most simple pleasures of life. Hubrid had a connection with his family despite being unable to show it. It wasn't his biological family but, it was the family he'd known his entire life. 

When he was unable to get his own food, they'd sneak small bits of the already tiny, stale, and moldy bread that they'd gotten as leftovers from Arupio. They were tight-knit despite being able to touch or talk to each other; They knew that they'd always have each others back.

"Druchess, please tell me what happened to them!" Hubrid cries out, drawing tears for the first time.
With a sigh, Druchess decides to give him a choice.

"Hubrid, if you want the truth I am not the man that'll be able to give it to you," Druchess says as he picks up his beard and walks out to the open ends of the cove he dwelled in.

"However, you'll be able to see it for yourself if you please. You will not like what you see if you go. I recommend you stay here and master not only my curriculum but your emotions as well," Druchess says to the weeping Hubrid as he picks his staff up as Hubrid leers at him.

"Come if you want to, I needed some more meat anyways, you could learn a lesson from this, Hubrid." He gestures to Hubrid to come as the two of them make their way out of the cave and hit a dead end.

Druchess rummages through his robe and a book that reads "Cook-Book," falls to the ground as he picks it back up and sticks it back in hurriedly as Hubrid stared in wait.

He digs through it again and pulls out a book that reads "Hidden exits and Entrances,"
"This is the spot," Druchess drops his beard to the ground that'd gradually shrunk over time and used his staff to pierce the wall. It fell as if it were fragile glass and opened up the world. Fresh air, sunlight, and purple grass took over the landscape.

"Stay close to me and don't stray off…." Druchess says as he looks behind him only to see Hubrid already gone.

Hubrid had run as soon as he saw sunlight. He stared at the sky in awe and amazement as he realized it was completely clear, no clouds, no floating castles, and no animals. It was the first time Hubrid had experienced freedom. As he continued to venture out he saw something in the distance.

Little huts sat on the horizons, Hubrid had been told about Strong-Holders that had been able to escape from the farm and live freely. Hubrid dashed towards it as quickly as he could and as he neared it the buildings began to look more shabby. 
His running slowed as he began walking slowly to explore the terrain. The huts looked brand new as if they were just built. Hubrid began to notice that the area was completely still. 
Not even wind could be heard as he continued walking. The only sounds were the footsteps of Hubrid as he carried on exploring.

He peeks inside of one of the houses and begins to scour the room.
Druchess sighs and drops his beard to the ground once again in order to grab a book out of his robe that reads "Tracker," The book glows as he opens it to its first page and the first line of the book reads, "To find who you desire, Give away a piece of yourself." 
Druchess lets out a long sigh as he grabs a pair of scissors from his robe and cuts off a small piece of his hair and feeds it into the book.

"Go north," The book read to Druchess as he began running in the direction the compass inside of his book pointed.

Hubrid looked slowly into the house as he tripped on the unequal ground barely catching himself in time. He finds his balance and looks down at the ground to see what made him nearly fall and he finds a book. The cover of the book reads "True Kings," Hubrid picks it up and begins to read.
"History has been wiped away if you have found this book. I'll tell you the truth of this wretched existence before I too am gone-." The book reads, Hubrid is distracted in the middle of his reading by a distant voice.

"Hubrid! Hubrid! Are you there!" Druchess shouts as he sees the broken-down buildings.

"Go- To find who you desire, Give away a piece of yourself." The book reads.

"Screw that! Druchess shouts as he sticks it away into his robe as he continues moving toward the abandoned housing.

Hubrid ignores his calls and continues to read the book.
"Magic-Users are not the rulers of this world, they are not even strong, their strength comes from only one thing, Sacrifice."

"Hubrid! I know you're in one of these buildings!" Druchess says as he looks for him desperately.

"I'm here!" Hubrid shouts as Druchess begins to walk into the village. 

"What took you so long to respond?" Hubrid shouts as he nears the house Hubrid is in.

"Sorry! I found a book!" Hubrid shouts back as Druchess is already behind him.

"Oh, sorry," Hubrid says as Druchess had his ears covered.

"What book is that?" Druchess questions as he looks at the book in nonplus.

"The cover says True Kings," Hubrid tells Druchess as he grows even more confused.

"There's nothing on the cover… hand me that book Hubrid," Druchess says as he reaches his hand out.

Hubrid hands him the book and Druchess begins to flip page after page scouring the book for information.

"It's empty," Druchess says in confusion as he drops the book to the ground.

Hubrid quickly picks it back up as he looks at Druchess with even more confusion then he had at the beginning of his education. 

"The first page talked about how magic users gained their powers and-." Hubrid says but is cut off by Druchess's laughter.

"Young souls have such a vivid imagination, I'll keep the book for you and you can write a journal in it if you want," Druchess says with a smile as he slips the book into his robe only for it to fall out.
"Hm?" Druchess says as he looks at the book on the ground. 

He tries to stick the book inside again only for it to get spat out with voracity as it hits the wall of the hut and tips over the building.

The book begins steaming as it sits on the ground undamaged as the hut collapses and the two of them run out.

Druchess looks at Hubrid with seriousness ridden on his face.

"What did you say the cover of the book was again?" He says as he stares at the book in nonplus.

"True Kings," Hubrid says in confusion as he rubs his head.

Druchess rummages through his robe once again and pulls out a book named "Book Of Books," Inside of the book was the title of every book that's ever touched the shelves of The Library of Eruna.
 Page after page was flipped through as the serious expression on Druchess's face slowly transformed into frustration as his beard visibly shrunk with each page he flipped.

"Hubrid, try touching the book with the magic I taught you," Druchess says while he slowly caresses his beard and puts the book away.

Hubrid's right hand begins to glow with yellow light as he touches the book. It opens with intense speed and flips to its backside. On the back of the book is an engravement that only Hubrid can see. 

"Flip the final page when war is what you're ready to wage, -Omaegius," the engraving reads as Hubrid picks it up. 

"Did the book do anything?" Druchess asks with enthusiasm. 

"It flipped to its backside, that's all," Hubrid says as he picks up the book and brings it to Druchess.

"Well, you can keep it since the book looks to be immune to magic," Druchess says with disappointment as he begins to leave the village.

"Alright Hubrid, prepare yourself for what's to come," Druchess says as he continues walking from the same direction he'd entered from.

A Goddess by the name Haaura is betrayed by her two sisters because of her "radical ideals," and is locked away. Before her power was sealed off completely, she managed to throw out a seedling of power and embedded it inside of a young slave. Hubrid, a poorly educated slave reborn by the power of the Goddess must reach for the skies in order to free the benevolent Goddess from her personal hell and internment, or so he is told...

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