Drum Island Chopper Novels & Stories

I struggled in panic and maniacally pulled against my handcuffs, but the two men beside me kept me pinned on my seat as the chopper started to turn back. I turned to look at the island that was gradually disappearing from the surface of the ocean, with tears welling in my eyes. Suddenly, a black figure shot out of the cyclone like a demon descending upon the human realm, turning into a black thunderbolt that shot within the dark abyss consuming the island. The black figure was very far away from me, but I knew that it was Dicken. Just a moment ago, he was still watching this chopper, which was heading into the distance.

Or perhaps, remembering. Leo leaned in close, his lips brushing Silas’s ear. "I’m here," he whispered. "We’re safe." Silas’s hand moved blindly, finding Leo’s thigh. He gripped it hard, his fingers digging in even in unconsciousness. It was a lifeline. An hour later, the chopper began its descent. Through the rain-streaked window, Leo saw an island emerge from the black ocean. It was small, volcanic, with a single runway cut into the jungle. There was no terminal, just a hangar and a sprawling villa perched on the cliffs above.

Kristen said. “ It’s not going to be easy as you think? I said. “ I am not willing to start all over mom and I am not even ready to start building some business, think of a better idea” Kristen said. MIKEL. The chopper landed on the helipad on our own island. I could see the surprise on her face, she look back to me while the remaining Chopper landed while I call my remaining men who also told me they will be on their way to the island.

“I want over six to ten choppers all available right this instant! Get them up and running. My son and I are headed there.” Stephano and Mason drove to their largest factory which mainly worked on planes, choppers and helicopters. The head in charge Engineer Bryce came out to receive the both of them. “Is everything ready?” Stephano asked right away and Bryce nodded. “The choppers are ready just as you had asked Mr De Luan.”

"That's the pressure-core! If we crack it, the ocean will crush this entire ship from the outside in!" "And how do we get out before we get crushed with it?" Sienna asked, vaulting over the handlebars of her bike to drive her twin phase-knives into the top of a Leech's skull. "We'll cross that bridge when we blow it up!" Dax grinned, that familiar, infectious recklessness taking over. He swung his leg back over the Interceptor and dumped the clutch. "Revers! Punch a hole through the swarm! Throttles pinned!" Jax laughed, a booming, fearless sound that echoed off the wet iron walls. He shoved his half-chewed cigar into the corner of his mouth and revved his massive chopper.

Alpha Dyelon said, not sparing another glance at the she-wolf who was glaring at Trixie who was talking and laughing with her friends. Half an hour later. The air strip’s POV: “Trixie where is your chopper at? I want to go ahead and get a good sit. All I see is the jet and a beat-up old fighter plane that looks like they’re stripping for parts. I bet they're making a lot of money too.” Mina said, looking around. Trixie laughed, shaking her head. “Mina, that’s it over there; that’s my baby isn’t he fine as hell?” Trixie said with pride. “Where? I know damn while you not talking about the plane they stripping for part. I know you fucking lying; who the fuck is getting on that shit? Not me; and

I trailed off, briefly wondering if the check would still be safe if I’d left it in my bra instead of moving it to my purse when I boarded the final flight that was bound for New York City. “I’m intimately involved with “The Island,” Anya. I’m one of the main investors, and you wouldn’t believe what a chuckle I got seeing your name on the roster of competitors for the weekend.” His beady eyes focused on me, and he licked his lips in a hungry fashion. “I quite enjoyed your show, though was aggravated to have a lot of the footage missing when the producer forwarded it to me yesterday. I didn’t get to see your deflowering, for example. Tell me what the hunter did to you, and in great detail.” I

Chopper landed after 1 hour, he in chopper landed on their private island in Australia. He kept his bag near their house on the island and went towards the deck. Theo was sitting on the edge of the deck and was gazing at the waves in front of him. The waves were going up and down smoothly in contrast to the storm which was going on inside him. He was sitting while wrapping his arms around his knees and looking, don’t know where. His thoughts broke when he heard his cell phone ringing; he looked down on his right side towards his cell phone and found, “Sophie calling.”

"Christian! Where is he?!" Outside the glass, the South Atlantic storm was beginning to clear, pale gray morning light breaking through the ragged seams of the dark clouds. The massive, churning white wake of our three-hundred-ton hull stretched out behind us for miles, a straight, unyielding line cutting through the black waves at fifty-five knots. Fifty yards behind our stern, floating motionlessly in the freezing, dark green swells, was the forty-foot matte-black disc of the Chronos drone. Its massive amber camera lens was completely dark, its power core permanently fried by the electrical surge. Its mechanical arms were still open, floating uselessly in the foam—but the space between the

To prevent operational losses, the chopper is taken to their private airstrip every morning, where it is serviced and refuelled before getting down to the day’s job. He stood up and walked away from the blockage of the main quarters, taking in the beauty of the part of the island that the house was situated on. A speedboat and a yacht tied to the pier of the house caught his eye, and he promised himself he was going to take the speedboat to clear his head when all this was over.