Ah, the enchanting Bahamas with its pristine sandy shores and majestic coconut palms. Who hasn't fantasized about a heavenly escape in the Bahamas? This is precisely what crosses the mind of the attractive young nurse as she gazes upon the voluptuous blonde reclining on the bed at this secluded medical facility. Her skin, once kissed by the Bahamian sun, had returned to a porcelain pallor, a stark contrast to her tanned d...

“Ladies and gentlemen, please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts, as we are expecting some mild turbulence coming up soon. Be assured that there is nothing to worry about,” came the staticky voice of the captain through the plane's intercom. Eliza looked out over the vast Pacific Ocean. Occasionally, the expanse of blue was dotted by an island or two. She put her headphones back on before she started to feel t...

There was too much drama back home. In the Pacific Northwest, everything felt heavy, gray skies, gray moods, decisions I wasn’t ready to make. The cold slid under my coat and into my bones. Rain pressed at the windows like it was trying to finish what my life had started. I needed to run. Just long enough to feel something besides stuck. So I booked the flight like I was buying gum. Packed a carry-on. Threw in several bik...

Daniel hesitated, glancing back at the yacht he had just left. It wasn't the first time he had worked for wealthy clients, but this was different. The island wasn't just private; it felt isolated, like stepping into another world. The path led him through a grove of palm trees and past a series of low, modern buildings. He caught glimpses of people—women, mostly—lounging on daybeds or floating in pools. Daniel kept his ey...

As I hack up saltwater and sand, I'm not sure which is more shocking; still being alive, or the view up my savior's loincloth. My ribs ache where his big, strong hands are pumping my stomach clear of the stinging liquid and I gasp tropical oxygen, a bit close to his pendulum for comfort. With resurging strength I roll clear to my front, sand clinging to the soaked fabric of my khaki T-shirt and combats like I'm some chick...

The sunsets on this island don’t just fade—they transform, spreading their colors slow and deliberate across the sky. Magenta melting into lavender, lavender bleeding into gold, all of it mirrored in the steady glass of the sea. During the day, that sea is blue. Not just blue—endlessly blue, stretching unbroken from horizon to horizon, so vast and untouched it feels more like a painting than something real. And for all th...

The island looked like a postcard as their boat pulled in, a curl of golden beach, a light blue, almost turquoise sea, and the dense trees with a vibrant canopy of green. Ellie felt the heat as soon as she stepped off, her skin drinking it in after months of English gray. Michael, trailing two rolling suitcases, looked out at the view and grinned like a kid. “Not bad, eh?” he said, bumping her shoulder with his. “Remind m...

When I first saw the two women, I did not once stop to think that their ages were past teenage-hood. They appeared much like such young girls on holiday, a naughty pair of best friends running off together on a little escape away from home and living off their parents’ credit cards, unbeknownst to those hapless mummies and daddies. We have plenty of time people-gazing, Maureen and I, as we are after all past a certain age...

Damn, July already. Thank god I’d won the lottery in February, allowing me time to sort everything out. My island had been bought, a small cabin built and stocked with dried and canned food, tanks of freshwater placed and a long drop built. I had a solar powered satellite phone installed into the cabin and a small jetty to tie boats up too. All that was needed was me, the medicine and her, my island babe, Liza. It would b...

Isabella Brown was a snotty twenty one year old student, on a holiday with her two best friends from university in Santorini, Greece. They stayed in a small hotel and went down to the beach everyday to catch some rays and swim."Come on, Isabella, you got to come out with us tonight," urged one of her best friends called Lucy Dixon. She was a petite blonde with baby blue eyes. Isabella groaned and sighed heavily, as if she...