Stranded on Flamboyant Beach - Volume 1

The flight was just long enough for Crystal Jones to forget the biting chill of New York City. Now, stepping onto the tarmac on the island, the air was a thick, humid hug, scented with salt and blooming hibiscus. This was Spring Break, the escape she'd meticulously planned, a week of sun, sand, and glorious solitude on the tiny, unspoiled island of Barbuda. She was a creature of routine, a student who usually had her nose in a textbook.
But this week, Crystal traded essays for bikinis. She heard of Barbuda's legendary Flamboyant Beach, with its impossibly pink sand and waters, the color of melted turquoise. It was supposed to be a paradise of silent retreat. Her first day brought an unexpected variable: Desmond Richards. He was a local, easygoing and charming, with a smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes and a boundless knowledge of the island's hidden gems.
He was the friendly anchor in her solo journey, a bright first chapter in her island adventure. It was during an afternoon tour that she found herself utterly, terrifyingly alone. One moment, she was marveling at the solitude of Flamboyant Beach; the next, the world had shifted. What began as a nightmare on a deserted shore, had an unexpected twist of fate. One woven with newfound strength, unexpected companionship, and the undeniable, electric spark of a love she never expected to find.
The island that had threatened to break her was, in the end, the very place that would show her that even the darkest hours can lead to the brightest, most beautiful rainbow.