Alone On The Island Novels & Stories

Mabel says, the lamp light flicker shadows across her face. Della rolls her eyes. “Tacky.” “I want to hear it,” I chime in. A few other girls murmur their agreement, while some seem more reluctant. This is a massive estate, and we reside in the depths of it. If anyone thinks something is going on on this island, it would surely be down here. Mabel claps her hands together excitedly. “This is about Alpha Ren, and the tales of why he resides on this island all alone.”

"WOW!" Andy exclaimed. What is the name of this island? What brings us here? Wow, it's stunning!" I turned around and said, Andy and I are on an island, and it's gorgeous here. "Hey! "How come there isn't anyone?" He came to me and walked, I said. "This island is mine, sweety; it's private, so unless my cousin is here, no one else is here." "It's usually just the two of us who come here," he kissed my cheeks.

It irritated Riley that on their last day of vacation, she straddled Adrian early in the morning, warning him, "No working today, Honey. You promised me alone time, yet you were on the phone too much. Today is our last day on the island. We are leaving tomorrow. We need to make the most of our vacation." Thanks to Riley's actions, Adrian had become fully awake. He rubbed his eyes and chuckled. He said in his bedroom voice, "I agree with you, Honey. We should make the most of our time here. That's why we will go to the next island on a private date." Riley gasped. She asked, "Really, The one behind this island? Isn't that an inhabited island?" "Yes, that one. It's a bigger island, and while i

Its been two weeks and more since I've been trapped here with that de*vil who claimed to be human. Every night, he find pleasure in molesting and ruining me but I'm never used to it. Who get used to pain, heartbreak and tor ture anyways? Absolutely no one, one a psycho does and I'm no psycho. I missed my mom and Jamel but I have no means to communicate with them and Hardie's phone is never in sight. I'm alone but trapped with a de*vil on an island at the middle of no where. I just hope I survive this any time soon...

Luca scratches the side of his neck, his hair slightly tousled from sleep. “You patrol alone?” I ask. “Usually. This side of the island’s been quiet for weeks. Nothing worth sending two people for.” I nod at that. This part of the island is actually a bit isolated compared to the main town, the market square, and the Aldair estate. It’s smaller compared to other communities here in Kaelara, but it’s good to know that the fishermen and some of the other humans here are still receiving protection from the packs. He leans his head back against the wall and lets out a long breath, like he’s trying to get comfortable again. For a moment, we just listen to the rain rattle against the roof.

"No one will find us. Not him." “I own an island. Isolated. Untouched. Ours alone. No prying eyes, no whispers in the dark—just the crash of waves swallowing the past. There, I decide who stays alive. No locks. No stolen time. No running. Just us, where the world dies, and something new begins." "Say yes." I shifted closer, fingertips grazing hers. "And by sunrise tomorrow, we’re gone."

Uno simply held Manuela's hand as she still couldn't understand his reasons for going to the island. After a while, someone entered the deck and removed Uno and Manuela's blindfolds. "We've arrived at Isla Paraiso. I'll just remind you, Urquio, you arrived at the island at night, so cover your wife's eyes because she might see a lot on the island. But if you prefer her to watch a live show, let her eyes be op—" "—My wife doesn't need to see a naked man when she has me, Ibarra. Thank you for your fucking reminders," Uno snapped plainly, pulling Manuela out of the yacht.

He asked her with a raised brow. Hannah remained silent and he decided to move on with his “conversation” with her. “Who else is on this island with you?” Captain Edward asked. “No one. I’m alone,” Hannah lied. “Falsity,” Al shouted. “Why are you screaming, Al? We’re right here,” The captain scolded, “But, he is right,” He said to Hannah. “No, he’s not. I’m the alone one here,” She claimed. “There is no way that a small little lady as you built that boat and that tree house all by yourself,” Captain Edward said.

His guys stepped aside as I made my frantic escape. I stopped dead in my tracks, panting, my eyes locked on the endless ocean. I looked down at the soft sand beneath my feet. "Shit," I muttered, cursing under my breath as the realization hit me. Marco had been right. We were on some isolated island, nowhere near civilization. There were no signs of people, no buildings, nothing. Just ocean, sand, nature—and one lonely house. "You can try, Maddie, but you're not getting off this island," Marco's voice came from behind me.

But I don't need to worry about Caitlin, once we get there, she got her own goones who take care of her, outside the island, she's their boss, but inside the island they are the ones who take care of her, all of them, Winter, Spring, and Summer, and yes those are their legal names, they are kind of partners, and kind of just friends, they all refuse to label their relation, but they work great together. "But the three seasons, aren't here yet," the operator says worriedly, because Caitlin without anyone to keep her tame is a menace to deal with. "They'll be there by tomorrow morning, but for now we need her as the boss Caitlin," I assure him and I could hear him, let out a breath of relief,