Alone On The Island Novels & Stories

This is prison. "Please, just leave me alone." tears won't stop streaming down my face. "No, I won't." "Dimitri please, it's not like I can go anywhere. I don't even know where I am!" I looked at him. "You are on an Island. Away from civilization." my eyes widen in disbelief. He looked down "I wanted some time with you, and I know it was wrong drugging you but you have to understand that no one knows about this Island. That's why I drugged you."

Over on the other side, Elara finally made it to the island called Sanctuary, out in the middle of nowhere. The yacht's roar died out. Stepping out, a sharp sea wind hit her face. She squinted. In front of her stood a modern fortress, perched on a cliff on this isolated island. Julian was right there, in front of her, and he held out his hand: "Don't worry. Stay with me." Two rows of sharp-looking guys in black, guns in hand, were waiting.

For a moment, Belle saw all the adventures and misfortunes that they had since she arrived in the City of Dreams. "But anyway... What I mean is that you might feel bad right now, but it doesn't mean that this is your last time, Solen. There has to be something we can do or someone we might be able to call." The storm was still in full blow, and nobody else lived on the island besides the elementals. They didn't have neighbors. They actually put an effort to be completely alone and out of the reach and knowledge of people and beings. Belle was the only one that had seen them. And now Domi as well.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps from the nearby beach! 'Damn it!' 'There's someone else on this island?' Darryl listened to the footsteps, and his mind went blank. 'So, there are people on this island?' He sensed that the person was an elite; they could be at Heaven Ascension level! 'F*ck!' 'Isn't this a deserted island? I went around by myself last night, and there was no one on the island!' Darryl quickly took a Power Suppression Pill and swallowed it!

The realization settled in her stomach — not only was she with Irina, she was alone with Irina on this island, with no way out!

After hearing that Noble would take his wife to Hawaii for their honeymoon, his friend contacted the island manager, packed their things early, and waited for the two to arrive. This could also be considered a wedding gift from that friend. After listening to him, Alina felt that Noble was full of surprises. She had only seen this private island on TV before. "So does that friend of yours stay here often?" Noble shook his head: "Sometimes only once or twice a year, sometimes not at all." What a waste. Seeing her interest, Noble smiled and asked, "Do you like islands like this?" Alina glanced at him: "Who wouldn't like an island like this? Looking at the vast sea and sky will give people a sp

"The Island? Grandfather, the merger meetings are tomorrow" "The board can wait. If this woman is to be a Thorne, she needs to handle the isolation of the Island. Three days. No phones, no assistants, no distractions. Just the two of you and an old man’s dying wish." Silas leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "Unless, of course, there’s a reason you’re afraid of a little privacy?" Avery felt the air leave her lungs. The "Thorne Island" was a private sanctuary in the Atlantic, a place of rugged cliffs and absolute seclusion. Three days alone with Dominic, under the watchful eye of a man who spent his life spotting liars.

The atmosphere was gloomy, and the surroundings looked barren. We got off the ship and walked through the village. Nara asked us to follow her. Ethan walked behind Nara, and I walked behind Ethan. Ken walked at the very back. Quite a distance from our group, the police officers were mingling with the fishermen who owned homes there. So, they had two homes: one on Coconut Island and the other on Skull Island. Skull Island’s only real asset is its fish. There are plenty of excellent fish in its waters. So, it’s no surprise that there are so many fishermen on this island.

The island had no signal. No internet. No reporters. No business calls. No notifications. No one knew exactly where they were. And that was the point. Marcus had arranged everything before their wedding. A small private villa on a remote island, surrounded by clear water, white sand, and enough distance from the mainland to make the rest of the world feel like another planet. When their boat finally reached the shore, Chloe stepped onto the sand and stared. "Wow." Marcus smiled. "Good wow?"

"Just some ugly freak—no one worth mentioning!" There was, in fact, a horribly scarred person on the island today. Rumor had it they had been through a fire. York ignored her, turning instead to Quinn. "Where are the island's people?" Besides Luna's crew and those who had arrived with York, the place was empty. The guards who were supposed to be stationed here were nowhere to be seen. "I drove them off," Luna chimed in, thinking York didn't care about me in the slightest. She leeched off his apathy and became even more brazen. "I really love the scenery here. How about I move in?"