Delano Island Novels & Stories

Anything to stop a war. ~~~Next day Bellehaven Isle. We had flown to the beautiful island of Bellehaven, which was a little off the eastern coast of the main Supernatural Island. As the name suggested, it was the epitome of beauty and heaven on earth. I hadn't seen a lot, just from the window of the horse carriage that had come to pick us up from the airport.

Delaney sai, eyes on the road. “ I will” Isabella said then paused “ I want to talk to Jason, I don't want him to be worried about me and…” “Relax” Delaney rubbed Isa’s leg with her other hand on the wheel “ Jason would be having lecture by now. I will come around to check up on you once I'm done with my meeting” Delaney added and Isabella relaxed, bringing out the bagel to feed on it and she was still eating when Delaney pulled into Kade Enterprise.

seducing someone's wife maybe? *** "Are you boasting about your driving skills?" Delldora asked dryly after seeing Hana parking the car. She didn't answer Delldora's question, only focused on the file in her hand. Today is a day of meeting with investors as well as various vendors and rival companies to compete for exclusive hotel development project on an island called the island of hope. An island of extraordinary beauty and is very popular among billionaires. She didn't even focus too much on the road in front of her, even until they reached the meeting room.

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

The ferry cut through the crystal-clear waters, its sleek hull slicing through the gentle waves with ease. As the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a golden hue over the island of St. John, a sense of anticipation filled the air. Among the handful of passengers stood Delia, a 23 year old woman with long black hair dancing in the wind, her emerald green eyes filled with hope for the future, her heart heavy with the weight of her past. The journey to St. John had been long and arduous. Delia had boarded planes and boats, traversing vast distances with a single purpose in mind: to find refuge on the tranquil shores of this small island.

"d.d.t.t.e.. r.. . . t.. . . d.sater. New Panay would be doomed with a Milkfish as it's head. And the doom of New Panay was still the doom of his Island. And, the many Islands across the great seas.

I told her while giving her a puppy eye. “Fine. Let’s go to Carnaza Island next weekend,” she said with a grin. “Carnaza Island? I never heard that.” “It’s an island north to Malapascua island. There’s a new resort there and the beach? It’s perfect! The white sand is awesome!” “Okay, then. Let’s go there. It’s a date then.” “Great!” I smirked inside because I successfully made her forget about Kristoff and me. But a part of me was also asking… What are we really?

Only an hour later, as dawn took a proper hold on the morning, Officer kate escorted Diana, to the helipad on the southern platform of the vast prison that is Located on an isolated island in the middle of Delta Bay—aka “The Rock”— which had held female captives and dangerous female criminals since the Civil War.

My stomach did a small flip as his eyes met mine. “Good morning,” I said, glad that I had picked one of the smaller tables that only had room for two. “This has got to be my favorite place to stop. It is a quiet little island between Florida and the Bahamas. The locals are amazing, and the restaurants are to die for.” “It is absolutely beautiful,” I said wistfully. “So, what does Lauren have planned for you today?” Michael asked. “She has a private catamaran dolphin tour planned,” I said, and my tone conveyed how badly I was looking forward to it.

“You need to have better safeguards in place then, including physical eyes on the contestants at all times, rather than relying on your technology, if it isn’t sufficient.” Moreau nodded eagerly. “We’ve just been discussing that this morning, and plans are underway to both upgrade our power grid, and to add to the staff to ensure nothing like that happens again. That was before we knew someone had been in peril. I swear this will never happen again.” I didn’t know whether to believe him, but there wasn’t much I could do about it anyway. They were operating on an island in international waters, from the best I could guess, so there was no regulatory body to shut them down. I turned away from