Bfdi Island Novels & Stories

He seemed to be saying: get used to this. And to think I almost turned Joemar down. Dessert was a peanut butter cheesecake with a strawberry drizzle, and a scoop of vanilla ice cream on the side. Roman stood up and addressed the table while everyone else ate. “Our itinerary for the next few weeks,” he announced. “The Majestic will sail south to the island.” “What island?” I asked around a mouthful of cheesecake. “Mr. Soriano’s private island,” Roman replied simply. “Off the coast of El Nido,” Andre whispered to me.

"These are some of the places my mother recommended, you have to choose one of them." Isabella's brow furrowed as she received the tablet and looked at some scenes on the screen. Her fingers swiped the screen carefully, and each time she swiped, Isabella was more and more amazed by the places Felix's mother had recommended. "Maldives? Hawaii? Japan? Italy?" Isabella looked up, looking at Felix with a look of confusion and amazement. "It's too far from New York. I need to find my sister, as you know." "So?"

the question was, would they be here in time to help, or was I on my own. we arrived at the island. I thanked the crew and grabbed my bag. it was just as I had remembered. 9 months ago, before Jane was born, Dylan and I took a babymoon to this beautiful island. the locals called it dragon island due to all the glorious species of lizards that lived here, and the entire architectural aspects were dragon or lizard related to fit the locals name for it. I grabbed a cycle rickshaw and asked the driver to take me to the comono palace.

"I'm Julian Orton. The lion is my pet, Edan. This is my family's private island. Isn't it beautiful?" Jade closed her eyes in frustration and interrupted Julian's incessant chatter. "I know your house is beautiful. But can you tell me where this place is and what your relationship is with Lloyd?" Julian looked surprised. "You don't know where this is? Then how did you get here?" Jade secretly assessed Julian, finding him physically fine but questioning his intelligence. "This is an island in Seylon that's not visible on maps. The entire beach is my family's property. Isn't it magnificent?"

He handed her a glass of chilled pomegranate juice, fortified with the nutrients Dr. Aris had prescribed. Rage hadn't slept. He sat across from her, a bank of four monitors built into the mahogany side-table of the jet. He was currently reviewing the biometric scans of every single staff member waiting for them on the island. "The island is off the grid, Sabi," Rage said, sensing her tension without looking up. "It’s a natural volcanic outcrop in the South Pacific. I bought it through a shell company seven years ago. Even the GPS coordinates are encrypted with a rolling cipher. Not even your father’s best algorithms can find us here."

"Sophia's going through Carla's known properties looking for any islands she might own or have access to." "I might know." I moved to Carla's abandoned papers on the table. Amongst the forged documents were property deeds and maps. "She was boasting earlier and mentioned having an island. Let me see—" I rifled through the papers until I found it. A deed for a private island off the coast. It was remote and Isolated. Exactly the kind of place Carla would choose for something like this. "Here." I showed it to Dante. "This has to be it." "That's about an hour by boat." He studied the map. "Maybe less if we push it."

“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –“ “Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad. “Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom. “She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied. ‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself. “And you are?..” “Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your service.” The stranger introduced himself, lowering his head in respect.

“What is your island called?” Enzo looked dreamy as he replied with a sigh, “Isolda di San Pietro. The whole island is our territory, but as with most places nowadays, we share with the humans. The tourists keep our identity hidden, but you have to be a bit wolfy to be able to live permanently on the island. It's pack owned.” I resisted the urge to laugh at his “bit wolfy” comment, biting the inside of my cheek. I didn't want him thinking I was laughing about his home which he was clearly passionate about.

The five women who were meant to meet, Ahnia, Quera, Jina, Neli, and Nikang got the chance to discuss their struggles in life. At some point, Nikang had told that she had been to an island in the Taedian Ocean, which was abandoned because of some weird myths. She had been there only because the boat she traveled on had a breakdown while returning from Taedia. That no-named island was believed to be cursed. Nikang, who did not believe in those myths, suggested that they should go there as no one would follow them to that island. Though Jina and Neli disagreed at first, they eventually agreed.

“This isn't the first time I'm so close to her, what's with this weird feeling?” “Do you know what I love about this island?” Bianca turns to him, her hair sways aside as she turns her head, and she starts walking backward, her feline eyes jam Lucas. “Ample sunshine? white sand beaches?” Flashed black, dispassionate as bullets Bianca's brown eyes widened as she threw up both hands, spreading his hands in the air. She inhales deeply “Nah, this island is mostly filled with lovely creatures and few humans. I'm ninety-nine percent safe here,” Bianca said.