Alone On The Island Novels & Stories

And in the center of the sea, stood a silent island. A barren island made of black rock, devoid of any vegetation. “This is…Alcatel?” Hayley murmured. “No…” Alia’s pupils constricted sharply. “Radar…the radar…is showing nothing! This island…it physically…doesn’t exist!” “It’s ‘swallowing’ radar waves,” Jack said in a low voice. He could feel the “keyhole” in his chest resonating intensely with the island, yearning to be “filled.” “We’re landing.” They changed into their combat suits from inside the submarine. Jack, carrying Catherine, and the group silently boarded a small landing craft and landed on the black, solidified lava-like island.

The captain stepped forward, clasping me by the shoulders, "you've just won an all expenses paid vacation to a private, secluded island off the coast of Papeno." Several people clapped, sarcastically of course. I looked around in sheer horror, my mouth gaping. Papeno was an island in the Isle of Denali, an island dotted by even smaller, more secluded islands where the shark infested, sharply currented waters were a death sentence if you found yourself shipwrecked, or stuck ashore… This was it. I was going to die. "I'm expected in Valoria—" "Aye, so are we. But we have time for a detour, don't we boys?" Several men nodded and mumbled in agreement, nudging each other.

"Why are you expecting? A charming prince? He's coming to the dock to pick you up?" My face got more messed up. "Did I say something Prince charming, didn't I?" I blessed him enough. "So why you?" He sighed and stood up again. "Because I'm the only one who can follow you. Because he's too busy." I frowned. "Who are you talking about?" I ask curiously. He shook his head. "You will also know once we are on the Island." Even though I was confused, I just ignored it. We arrived at the Island in about 20 minutes. I saw for the first time that the long sea voyage was worth it. White sand and pine, many small huts on the beach, many people are also strolling and others are bathing in the sea.

She hurriedly searched for her phone, but it was nowhere to be found. At that moment, a man's low, hoarse voice came from the doorway. "Sharon." Sharon looked up and saw a sharply defined, handsome face. His eyes burned with undisguised affection. She stared at him warily. "Where is this?" Jamie walked in and said calmly, "This is my private island. It's surrounded by the sea and cut off from the outside world. The only way in or out is by helicopter. I remember you once told me you liked quiet, secluded places. The scenery and environment here are excellent—you'll definitely like it.

Green paddy plants and colorful flowers blossomed around, bestowing scenic beauty to the road as if someone had spread colorful carpets alongside the road. “Is this island not exclusive for outsiders?” I raised my gaze and met the birds perched on the branches of trees, singing the chorus repeatedly over and over again. “This island is private and Mr. Marcellos has his own government. He ruled the community here, which has a population of almost a hundred individuals.” Basically, he’s the president and the king of his own island. “So this is not part of the United States of America?” I squatted to pluck a dried dandelion flower. I closed my eyes and blew, sending the seeds in the air like a

he said coldly. Three Days Later, Aegean Sea They approached the island under cover of darkness. Julian piloted the small boat while Alma checked the modified tech gear Selene had provided,infrared glasses, frequency scramblers, silent lockpick guns. “I missed this,” Julian said with a crooked smile. Alma shot him a look. “You missed breaking into illegal strongholds?” “No,” he smirked. “I missed doing it with you.” The island was quiet, almost too quiet. No guards. No drones. No movement.

He took out his phone and dialed the number he knew by heart, but it was still powered off. He stood there, staring at the screen as it dimmed, lit up again, and then dimmed once more. People passed by him constantly, some dragging suitcases, some laughing as they called home to say they’d arrived safely, and some being pulled into warm embraces, greeted with excited cries. Only he stood there alone, with nowhere to go.

Spending three days in the island feels like forever. Oliver's been quiet since they arrived, and Darson feels bad for him. He just wanted to be a good and responsible father, but this is what happens to him. Stuck in an island with no actual hope of being rescued. The island is empty aside from birds, and some animals that live both in land and water. There's only limited sound that we hear everytime. It's like hell on earth, and even I is starting to lose to hope. This island might not be easy to find.

Maybe I had drunk too much seawater during the wreck. He stood above me waiting for my reply. I just got up and shoved him out of my way. I walked past him away from the hut. Manuel was there waiting. Manuel was the man he had talked to when we emerged from the jungle. He had explained the island was called “Ementiti Loco” and currently it had fifteen inhabitants. Plus Zayn and I made it seventeen. But Zayn had rudely explained to him that they weren’t going to be there long. If you asked me, I didn’t mind living on the island for the while but forever was a big ask.

* The next day, they found out were on an island in the middle of nowhere with no form of communication. "Daniel, how will anyone come for us now, they probably think we are dead and here we are with no phone or anything to inform someone or something that we survived and we're stuck here on an island that is very beautiful and we made love last night, outside with no care... " Lana continued blabbering non-stop. "If we can not get out of here, our family will be worried sick and the wedding. Oh, my gosh... the wedding is Tomorrow!" "Shhh , calm down. Someone will be here soon." Daniel said soothingly putting his index finger on her lips.