Erotic Island Novels & Stories

The last of the storm finally passed, and it’s been two days of pure paradise. Not only did this time on the island bring forth some great ideas on how the departments can operate more efficiently, but I’ve spent every moment I could with Eris, buried inside of her. I’ve fucked her in every available storage closet in this hotel and even once on a table in the ballroom. I’ve never had this much sex before and never with the same person, and god, this is so different. It’s more than just the act of getting off, there’s a connection that’s bonding us every time we’re together. It’s dirty and hot, but it’s also so much deeper. If I really look closely at what I’m feeling, I’m afraid it will sca

The same hair and eyes except with redder lips. The only problem to Anatonia’s life was that nobody knew she existed except on this island. She was anxious to get free and travel the world and see other kingdoms. There was only one problem with that her parents didn’t want her to go out in risk of exposing their island paradise to other kingdoms; so all in all they forbade her from going anywhere outside of this island.

The private island had been transformed into a hedonistic paradise. Three hundred men — the most powerful, wealthy, and discreet collection Marcus and Damien had ever assembled — arrived by yacht and helicopter over two days. For one full month, this remote tropical paradise would serve as the ultimate stage for Lila’s total annihilation and rebirth.

I stood up and moved to the door, stepping out onto the deck. Theron was there, exactly where he had said he would be. He looked tired, his eyes heavy, but his posture was still straight and alert. He turned as I came out, a small smile touching his lips. “Good morning,” he said softly. I walked to his side, looking out over the bow. And there it was. Rising out of the sea ahead of us, dark and rugged against the brightening sky, was the island. It was not large. It stretched maybe a few kilometers long, a mass of rock and steep hills covered in dense green forest that came right down to the water’s edge. Cliffs rose high on all sides, broken only by narrow inlets and hidden bays.

The Isle of Obsidian As the Aura began its descent, the rugged silhouette of Isola d’Ossidiana rose from the turquoise waters of the Tyrrhenian Sea. It was a private rock, owned by a shell company that traced back to a silent partner in the original 1985 agreement. On the highest peak sat a villa of white marble and glass—a minimalist fortress that looked like a shard of ice dropped into the Mediterranean.

Then he looked at Nina again, and this time, his gaze was full of years of suppressed hatred. "I didn't expect Lioré Island to be this small," Erick said quietly. "But maybe that's a good thing. I won't have to look far." Nina held her breath. "Erick… you—? Wait! Whatever you're trying to say, this isn't the right place. I'll call you later, please." Erick smiled faintly. "Oh, Nina. For me, the right place is wherever you are, darling." Arthur's chest suddenly heaved. "Could you repeat what you said?"

I scowled at him but he just ignored me as the typical Eric would, and continued to smile. "Things are definitely going to be more fun around here.. Welcome to the lost island keera," Eric said again, and then his smile turned creepy, before he left and I was left standing there completely dumbfounded. "Wait is it just me or does that sound really creepy," I said loudly, feeling perplexed... For a while, I thought he said lust Island but later concluded he must have said lost Island... The creepy smile kinda makes goosebumps rise all over my body...

They were happy at first, but shits happened and they ended up cutting ties from each other. It took her no less than two days to arrive. The Eastern border of Pasithea was home to a body of ocean. After all, it was called an Islet. The smell of the sea, the sultry wind, and the sound of the waves felt like home. It was as though she was never abandoned, it was as though she was just forcibly taken back to where she’s supposed to be.

Unluckily, his friend did not answer to his call. At this time, Eric is happy to see the sunset in the sky. He wants to go the island; to meet his girlfriend. Moving forward, his sweet lover is not around. Well, he makes up his mind to go to Tresco island. However, the personnel did not allow everyone; to enter this island due to the current situation which has happened recently. Well, he makes up his mind to go back in the house. Anyway, there are a lot of places where he can meet his sweet lover.

Perfect. She didn’t have any clue why mother named me after his city. The queen was the second youngest princess of the City of Utopia. A very beautiful island of beautiful people. Nothing could compare to what the place has to offer. Stretches of fine white sands. Ranges of mountains. Smiling people. A place of freedom. Sighing, she find herself making her way to the kitchen. Hands on her stomach, she felt so elated she saw Darcy, Sweetie Darcy, who is busy doing something on the counter.