Just as he’d anticipated, Nathaniel found the resort deserted. With half his peers down at the beach, the other half either lounging around their accommodation or scattered across the island exploring the quaint markets and localities, and the tutors likely taking the opportunity to enjoy a little peace after a long, exhausting year, the grounds of Fantasy Resort were occupied only by songbirds and insects. For someone his peers considered
Pulling off her sandals and clutching them like heels removed during a night out, Lucia set them neatly beside the door where they basked in the warm sun. She rummaged in her tote for her phone before hanging the bag on a coat hook and springing onto the bed. After a morning spent on the hot beach the cool, soft sheets were a welcome relief and the click of her
Ophelia could not deny there were worse places to spend her vacation. The sun was scorching, yet the burning rays were tempered by the fronds of hunchbacked palms, which stooped over her like servants clutching broad, green fans. The reflection of the pool dappled the walls of her villa in dancing silver patterns, while the cool sea breeze carried with it the distant caw of exotic ocean birds as it
She was pacing. That was what worried Harriet the most. She never paced. Not when one of the nerds failed to complete her homework. Not on the rare occasion a man turned her down, imagining himself to be too good for her. Not even when her parents had briefly considered moving halfway across the country, a decision that would have robbed her of her position as the clique’s queen bee
‘So, what about this one?’ Strutting out of the bathroom, Roxie posed in a beautiful aquamarine swimming costume. In truth it was little more than a bikini, connected by a thin strip of material front and back that left her toned midriff on full display. Tessa looked up from her phone and pursed her lips. She was lounging on her bed in her silk pyjamas and had been acting as
Eyes closed, face immersed in the steaming torrent, Stella let out a long, weary sigh. Slowly, as the heat soothed her aches and pains, she came to realise it was not a fatigue of the body that plagued her, but one of the soul – an exhaustion so complete it pursued her even into the depths of sleep. She didn’t dream, not anymore, yet still she could feel it gnawing
Rolling over in her sleep, Sia turned into the sunlight shafting through the sheer curtains. Her dreams scattered by the sudden brightness she frowned briefly, made a murmur of sleepy discomfort, then let out a weary sigh as her eyelids fluttered open. For a moment or two she pondered trying to get back to sleep, but already her drowsiness had been chased away by the nagging doubt she had gone
Tangled up in the messy bedsheets, Kaitlyn smiled blithely as she stared out over the bay. Location of the island’s only harbour, it was fringed by little pockets of buildings that clustered near the water as though they might become lost and forgotten if they ventured into the rolling, forested hills inland. As the last blushes of dawn melted away beneath the heat of the morning sun, the islanders were
Bustling through the concertina shutters pulled back in anticipation of their arrival, the chattering students fell abruptly silent. A stunning room of rich wood, sleek plaster and ornate tile, the lobby of the resort made for a mesmerising sight, surrounded on all sides by verdant palms swaying gently in the cool ocean breeze. Even the callous and insensitive among the group were struck dumb by the sight, and for one
DAY 1 ‘That’s right, Lance, make sure you record all of this. It’s going to be important for us to see your facial expressions and hear how much you moan when we watch this back.’ Knowing Lance could see his face in the recording, Elijah tried his best not to let his pleasure show. Limiting himself to gruff grunts and throaty growls, he kept his jaws clenched tight and forced
