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
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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.

Some of the worst Pickup Lines 

1) If you and I were squirrels, I could bust a nut in your hole. 

2) How do you like your eggs: fried, scrambled or fertilized? 

3) My love for you is like diarrhea; I just can't hold it in. 

4) If your right leg was Thanksgiving, and your left leg was Christmas, then could I meet you between the holidays?

5) How about we play lion and lion tamer? You hold your mouth open, and I'll give you the meat.

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The Weight Loss Program 

A guy calls a company and orders their 5-day, 10 lb. weight loss program. 

The next day, there's a knock on the door and there standing before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19 year old babe dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign round her neck. She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company. 

The sign reads: "If you can catch me, you can have me." 

Without a second thought, he takes off after her. A few miles later, huffing and puffing, he finally catches her and has his way with her. The same girl shows up for the next four days and the same thing happens. 

On the fifth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 10 lb.as promised. 

He then calls the company and orders their 5-day/20 pound program. The next day there's a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning, beautiful, sexy woman he has ever seen in his life. 

She is wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads: "If you catch me, you can have me." Well, he's out the door after her like a shot! This girl is in excellent shape and it takes him a while to catch her; but when he does, it's definitely worth every muscle cramp and wheeze. So for the next four days, the same routine happens. Much to his delight, on the fifth day he weighs himself to discover that he has lost another 20 lb as promised. 

He decides to go for broke and calls the company to order the 7-day/50 pound program. "Are you sure?" asks the representative on the phone, "This is our most rigorous program." 

"Absolutely," he replies, "I haven't felt this good in years." 

The next day there's a knock at the door and he runs like hell to open the door. When he opens the door he finds this huge, muscular, 7ft man standing there wearing nothing but pink running shoes and a sign around his neck that reads: 

"I'm Francis. If I catch you, you're mine."

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The next day, Tory intentionally missed her normal bus. She wore a dress that complimented her curves and slipped on comfortable heels. Even though her feet protested due to all of the walking she'd done this week, she figured it would okay since her bus stop wasn't far from any of her destinations. Besides, bigger girls looked great in heels; especially if they knew how to do a model walk, and she'd practiced perfecting that long ago.
When she saw the bus rounding the corner, she stood up from her seat on the bench, her heart pitter-pattering in anticipation of seeing Lee again. Her cheeks grew warm as she remembered the fantasies that she'd had about him the night before. He was sitting in his regular seat and Tory hurried to grip the pole since she'd figured out the bus driver's game.
"Hi, Lee." She said shyly.
"Good morning." He smiled. "Let me put your money in and you can sit down here by me." His hand was held out and she dropped the coins into his waiting palm. His movement was sensual and slow as he rose from his seat, absently clutching the pole as he slipped her coins into the feeder. In the process he managed to brush her backside as she stepped around him in order to sit down.
She perched herself into the empty seat next to his and when he sat down, his hand reached out and lightly brushed her shoulder, than he sat down and looked at her. "You weren't limping today. Do your feet feel better?"
"Much."
"Good, I don't want to be forced to remove your shoes and give you a good rub down tonight." Every muscle in Tory's lower body tightened. She watched Lee's playful expression. He was such a flirt! Did he even know how much his words affected her? By the look on his face, he did.
"That would be my pleasure." She said seriously, giving him back his own line.
He suddenly chuckled. "I'm looking forward to tonight."
She smiled, enjoying the game of seduction and double entendre. "Me, too, Lee." She was suddenly serious. "It was all I could think about last night..."
He licked his full lips and she had to force herself to remember that she didn't need to be at work fully turned on with no outlet! Lee tilted his head slightly.
"I think that we're going to have fun tonight. I did some research on the net and found that the band that's playing tonight is Reggaeton and they have a lot of Ska influences."
"Reggae...Tone? I know Reggae, but never heard of Reggaeton."
"Really? Wow, girl, I'm going to have to show you something." He said with pleasure. "Reggaeton is 
like...dancehall music. It would be more like a hip hop reggae. You've heard of Shaba Ranks, right?"
"Yeah." She nodded.
"That's Reggaeton. Mix Beenie man with Lil Wayne."
"Ooo, that's going to be nice."
He licked his lips again and then grabbed his duffel bag and stood. "This is my stop. I hope you're up for some dancing tonight, because I can dance all night long!" He was halfway down the stairs before he called over his shoulder. "See you tonight, Bela."
"Bye Lee!" Her brow was raised doubtfully...dance all night? Damn! Maybe she could take a pain pill since her feet were already sore. Still, the idea of dancing the night away with a sexy Latin guy was appealing despite the corns developing on her feet! 




Work went super slow. At lunch she tried to select something to eat that wouldn't talk to her later during her date, which meant no onions, fish, or bean burrito. She settled on a ham sandwich and a cup of chicken noodle soup just to make sure that her stomach wouldn't be doing any embarrassing growling.
When Tory finally stepped off the bus across the street from Club Kat, her eyes immediately searched for Lee and there he stood near the entrance. No cane in sight, he stood patiently waiting for her arrival. It sent a thrill through her--that, as well as the fact that he looked really sexy. He was wearing black slacks, a casual t-shirt and a black jacket. She hurried across the street and when she was just a few feet from him, he smiled broadly and greeted her first.
"Tory. Hello."
"And how did you know it was me before I even said hi?"
He offered her his arm. "Remember, that I can see pretty well with my other senses. Are you ready for some Reggaeton? It's taking all of my will power not to stand out here and dance...but then people would throw me money."
She put her arm through his. "They wouldn't even know that you can't see." 
"No. You can be my cane again. And I got our tickets online when I checked the itinerary." 
"You use the computer?" He mentioned that earlier but she hadn't had time to ask him about it.
"Yes, all of the time. Actually, the computer is essential for my job." She led him into the entrance of the club and through a small crowding of people as he spoke. "I use a system called JAWS that reads the material for me. But most computers have an automatic text to voice program built in."
"Ohhh, gotcha."
"I have a little British woman that reads to me on a daily basis," he joked.
"Your computer has a British accent?"
"Or any accent I want it to have."
"Did you name her? I bet you have a name for her."
He chuckled. "I do actually. Her name is Nancy. Nancy has quite the sexy voice when she's reading a Dr. Suess book for me to transcribe." Tory couldn't help but to laugh. Lee had a great sense of humor. He looked at her. "Of course, it's not as sexy as that laugh of yours."
She blushed and didn't know what to say. "Thank you," she finally replied.
"De nada." They reached a window with a coat check and a girl with a blue Mohawk and five facial piercings greeted them.
"Welcome to Club Kat. For two?"




Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire.
In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: 
pepperpace.author@yahoo.com

“You have such a pretty face, If only you would lose some weight.” Tory has heard that all of her life. In her solitary life she eats alone and daydreams about having a handsome boyfriend who could accept all of her. 

Daily she finds herself running to catch her bus and knowing that she is the laughing stock of the other commuters. And then one day she literally finds herself ‘falling’ into the lap of one of the commuters; an exotically handsome white man. Tory finds that she is unable to stop thinking about him and daydreaming about the life he must live. But Mr. Gorgeous must be either married or gay because she sees him dismissing the attention of gorgeous women left and right.

Never in a million years would she ever guess that hers was the only attention he was interested in… 

In this multicultural romance, Pepper Pace weaves a story that takes her readers through the ups and downs of personal insecurities, cultural differences, and of course a lesson to be learned; that love is totally and completely blind.


so please bear with me i have a few things to discuss.

1.  we are almost to 300 reads!

2. dont worry another chapter will be coming today.

3. the reason i have been kinda slow is because i am writing a new book called "accidents happen".

4. read below to find out more about "accidents happen"

Kate is 22 and she just moved to LA for a fashion job. she is exited about the job so her and her friend kasey decide to go to a party. she is having fun at the party but it gets even better when she meets a sexy god...but here's where things get messy.1

Katherine Manning is anything but weak. From when she was 5 and her dad left to 15 and abused by her step dad and mother. now she is 18, she's strong on the outside but terrified on the inside. Every time someone hurt her it just tore little pieces of her sole until nothing was left. she doesn't laugh,smile,giggle,or show any other emotions. Now she is 18 on the streets and alone.


Nash Jennings is a happy billionaire who doesn't ever have to worry about money or where he is going to sleep the next night. 19 years old and already makes 2.7 million dollars an hour. He is the face of his company and its not a bad face to look at. Not in the slightest.

What if nash and katherine have a lot more in common then they think. What if opposites really do attract.

In her jeweled hands, Ms. Brant holds Peter's latest gift to her: a big brown envelope addressed to her...at the Daily Bugle. She can't wait to open it, of course.
She's tempted to smell it, to see if he's figured out she likes scented envelopes... But she decides against it, because, after all, Peter's young, and shouldn't be expected to understand older women as she knows she longs to be...
Someone interrupts her. In a hurry, she stuffs Peter's envelope in a drawer, and slams it.
It's Kamala. Peter's happy to see that she survived the attack on her family's mosque. Ms. Brant probably would be too...if she knew who she was. But for the sake of men, it'd probably be best if they didn't know who each other was for just a while longer...
With luck, they'll never see the same men. And yet, how often does luck really maintain perfect balance between men and women?
Kamala thanks Ms. Brant for making the community aware of the physical hardships her people have just suffered. With luck, neighborhood watches all over New York are constantly on the manhunt for those horrible superpowered Turkish patriots who would dare attack Kurdish immigrants on Union soil.
Ms. Brant admits that she's heard rumors that one of them didn't get away. Alas, most of the Bugle's reporters have lost track of his 20.
"I'm sure he'll turn up," Kamala says optimistically. "He was the speedster. Speedsters NEVER maintain their cover. They're just too nervous."
"Ooh, really?" Ms. Brant loosens her top, at the thought of how sexy male speedsters are...even if Speed Demon is a villain. "I've...never noticed."
At the size of a mite, Peter perches atop the top button of Ms. Brant's blouse. He's compelled to swing to her collar when her humongous fingers loosen his former perch. Her nails are painted black. To Peter, they're the size of tennis courts.
Kamala apologizes for bothering Ms. Brant, and thanks her once again.  They shake hands, and Kamala leaves.  
At long last; alone in Ms. Brant's presence.  Her buttons are huge when Peter's this small.  And they're not her only assets that are...
She reads a letter from J. Jonah Jameson.  It seems he's upset with the way Ms. Brant's been running the Bugle in his absence.  If Peter knew Jameson, that wouldn't surprise him.  In fact, no one who works here would be surprised..... 
Ms. Brant scoffs, wads up the letter, and tosses it.  If Jameson wants the Bugle back, he's going to have to go through her.....as well as many employees here who don't miss him.  
She gets another letter.  It's from her ex-husband, Nathaniel Leeds.  She reads it.  She scoffs, and unites his letter with Jameson's, in her office's wastebasket.  
At long last, Peter gets to spend some HIGH-quality time with his will-be boss.  He can hardly wait.....

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

Freddy Logan POV ¶¶

I scroll on my Instagram page. 

"Wow!."
I got eight million followers and they keep growing every day.

I'm not really a fan of social media but the company administration found it very important for me to have one. So I have a page on many trending social platforms, which is been managed by professionals. Though I recently develop some interests for Instagram and I manage my IG account myself.

I keep scrolling, answering a few comments, and posts that I can. 

I do this every morning once I reach my bureau It's my early morning routine before starting my busy day. It's a way for me to start the day.

I keep reading,

Then I fall on this striking comment.
I widen my stare as I read it.

"You are such a vibrant and sexy man!."
I read.

Immediately pick up the fixed phone in my office.

"Carol!."
I tell as I call her.

She shudders at my voice as she answers the call.

"Yes, sir!."
And she retorts with her trembling voice.

"Call Nasha's contract off!. Give her all the little bonus attached and I don't ever want to see her around this premise, again!."
With this, I drop the phone without giving her the time to speak. 

"But... But..!."
She tries to get but the call is off.

She is frightened by my aggressive tone,  anyway, that is how she feels.

Yet she still has the courage to move into my office asking... 

Sorry, she doesn't 'move-in' but she barges into my office with a very dumbfounded gaze, asking.

"But, but, sir,  you just signed the contract 5days ago... It's not proper. We can't call it off until it expires! and that is in 6six months. Or, unless one has transgressed the rules."
Carol speaks up, with her heart inside her stomach.

"Okay, you need proof."
I shout at her, sending my hand forward.

In fear, she instantly steps backward as I send my hand forward. 

"Take a look at this!."
I give her the iPad 

She steps forward. 
Still trembling as she takes the iPad and read the comment.

She unconsciously smiles as she reads the comment.

"Indeed!. So seductive!."
Carol whispers as she reads.

She whispers in a very low tone that I don't realize it.

From her look, one can understand that she doesn't see anything wrong with the comment. 

"Isn't that enough?."

"Sir, it's simply a comment from a fan. And I see thousands of similar comments above!."
Carol retorts with so much confidence.

"It's not any fan, but Sasha's Instagram. And this is against the rules of our contract!. My contract!. So I call the contract off!."
I yell

"Sir, it's just a comment!. And...!"

I don't give her the time to end her opinion.

"Carol, will you shut the hell off and get out of my office."
I am all red now and tired of her stupid complaints.

She immediately keeps calm at my words.

"Now, keep this in your tiny mind. When I give you an instruction, you follow it without any complaints whether you like it or not. 
I pay you enough for you to keep your mouth shut. And if you don't like it, you can quit!. Now get out!."
I yell

"Okay, sir!. Sorry, sir!."
Then she scrambled out of the office.

I keep scrolling on my Instagram page.

A few minutes later,

I drop the iPad and I begin the day.
.
.

I am not a masochist or a dominant, in fact, I don't practice any kind of weird sex. But all I know is that I love vigorous, animated sex.

And I sign contracts with my girls, not for BDSM, but just to protect my self from scandals and to protect my legacy from vicious ladies.

I used to dum and naive. I believe in true love. Love without any strings attached to it. Little did I know that love that all this is a game.

Till I was duped by a very sexy and seductive lady. I loved her with all my body and soul and this love altered my judgment.
I nearly put in perish, my dad and granddad, labor in vain. 

Since then, I had promised myself never to be duped by any other lady or person and never to fall in love again. Because love makes us foolish and blind.

For me,

I see it's better I pay them on a contract and get what I want. 
Once I get bored, I simply change the lady. It's very simple. 
No feelings!.

.
.

•• Back to where we ended••

A few hours later,

"Sir, the private jet is ready and your flight is due!."
My secretary announces as she enters my office.

I am busy rounding up with the work my dad gave me.

"Noted!."
I nod.

"Any other thing sir?."
She asks

"No, Carol!. You can leave!."
I exclaim with my head soaked in the files, I'm working on.

With that said, she instantly leaves.

Then, I quickly pick up some documents and put them in my suitcase, with that done, I hurry out of the office.

I stop in front of my secretary who is just by the entrance to my office.

Pointing at my office and on the files on my table.

"Don't forget to take those documents to, my father!."
I insist.

"Okay, sir!."
She nods with a smile

With that said, I rush out of the building.

The driver steps out of the car as he sees me coming from a distance.

"Good morning sir!."
He opens the door and I get into the car.

I just nod at him as I enter the car.

And he rushes back to his seat and he starts the car.

"Sam, Straight to the company's main garage!."
I precise 

"Okay, sir!."
Sam nods as he drives.

It's not far from the company.

”He is so charming!.”
Mr. Freddy Logan one of the richest bachelor's in the country, is a guest in the hotel where I work.
I would love to have a future husband sexy as he is. Let me not be stupid, such men are flirt, and they hardly get married and that is not what I want. 
I want stability, peace of mind with a happy married life with many kids.

He will never look at me at the first.

Lucy wakes up. 
*Yawns*
I get out of bed and the clock reads 4:30 pm. I'm going to take a shower to get clean clothes on to meet Ashley downstairs for dinner.
*Fifteen minutes later*
Now that I'm done taking a shower I can wear my short blood-red dress with black heels to attend dinner.
Knock...Knock...
"Who is it?"
"It's me Ashley."
"Oh, come on in Ashley."
*Opens door*
"Wow you look pretty Lucy," Ashley told me with a cheerful look on her face.
"Aw..thank you. I do dress to impress, that or I just want to look sexy." I smirked.
"I know you dressed sexy for Seth alone. That is what I think Lucy."
"Yeah your right on that one Ashley," I told her that while winking.
"Off we go then?" Ashley asked while looking at me smiling.
We walk down the spiral staircase like royalty for just a moment. I felt happy and then I noticed a grandfather clock that read 5:10. Here we are, sitting at a table full of vampires. Yah me.
"Welcome, everyone may now take their seats." Mrs. Harvey says.
Serving meals:
"Oh, wow this is new, Lucy."
"Shush Ashley don't be rude."
"It's fine Lucy dear. Why is  it new?" Mrs. Harvey asked curiously to Ashley.
"I and my sister never ate this stuff when we're finding good food to eat Mrs. Harvey."
"Really now. No need to worry about that anymore because we feed our maids and pay them." Explains Mrs. Harvey.
Lucy&Ashley whispering:
What the heck is wrong with you? Why would say that I'm in front of my master's mother? I said with a frown on my face.
"I said what I said b/c we never did eat sushi out on the streets Lucy."
"I understand why you did that but please be more careful on your choice of words next time Ashley."
"Alright I'll try just for you, you dorky you."
"Good now finish your meal so I can escape the socially awkward suicide conversion please."
"I'm done so ask Mrs. Harvey to be excused for something. Make it believable too, so we don't have problems."
"Um…excuse me, Mrs. Harvey?"
"Yes, child."
"May me and Ashley be excused to go to bed?"
"Why of course little one."
Ashley and Lucy go back up the staircase to get ready for bed
"I'm ready to be tucked in Lucy."
"Okay. Goodnight my little heartbreaker. Sweet dreams. Love you."
"Goodnight Lucy. I love you too." Ashley says to me while I tick her in."
Goes to her room and changes into PJs.
It feels so good to be back in my sexy PJs. I love the silky smooth feel of it. I feel so exhausted after the weird dinner conversation. Even though tonight had it's up and down, I would say that I and Seth have a closer relationship as friends than ever because of the way he talked to me last night.
In comes Seth: His POV
I walked into my room looking at the sexy maid that I fell instantly in love with when I first saw her. At first, I was a dick to her, and then I got to know her a little bit more and learned to love gently.
"Hey, Luce."
"Hi, Seth."
"I know you wore that dress to impress me and it did alright."
"I thought I looked flawless and confident in that dress, Seth. I did but I really did try to get your attention though."
"Sweet. You wanna cuddle with me on my bed?" I said with a smile on my face.
"Sure why not Seth."
She leaned against me saying, Mi Amore. Before I asked her what I wanted. I asked her what mi Amore is but as so as I turned around Lucy was already sleeping against my shoulder wrapped around in my blanket sleeping on my bed. She looks so peaceful sleeping with a smile on her face.

Seth is a vampire from nobility birth, who is rich and handsome.
After unfortunate circumstances, Lucy decides to get a new job with high pay with a roof over her head for Ashley.
Lucy would go willing as long as Ashley gets to come too. 
Ashley would bite, fight and kicked anyone who would go near Lucy. 
And so the journey begins...
Vampires have 4 rules:
1.) Drink blood from your personal maid
2.)Keep your secrets to yourself
3.) No Forbidden Love
4.) TRUST NO ONE!

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