Esme Island Novels & Stories

’ Darryl pondered for a long time but could not come up with anything concrete. The old man smiled and said nothing. He only instructed the four men to continue with the pace. At that moment, Darryl did not know that the old man was Eric Scope, the Ice Fire Island’s Sect Master! Ice Fire Island was located about 150 kilometers away from the New World on the southern sea. It was not a huge island, but it had some strange scenery. The island had tall mountains covered in snow all year long, and yet, lava flowed at the foot of the mountains. That was how it got its name.

Esme returned to the Sanctuary permanently in early autumn, her decision arriving not through dramatic announcement but through the quiet accumulation of reasons that had been building for months. "My father understands," she told Ryder, the two of them walking the perimeter she'd come to know almost as well as he did. "He says the Maren territory needs young people willing to build bridges between places, the same way you've all built one here." "And you want to be that bridge," Ryder said. "I want to be near you," she said, with the directness that had drawn him to her from their first conversation. "The bridge-building is real too, but I'd be lying if I said it was the only reason."

Tessa’s POV “Sorry, I’m late,” Esme said as she rushed into the living room. “I hope I didn’t miss anything. I was just cleaning up the neighboring town and making sure nobody remembered anything.” “You are right on time,” Emmet said, giving her an affectionate smile. I didn’t miss the fact that Esme was blushing from his words. I raised my brows at her and her eyes widened at my expression. I wanted to ask her questions about her relationship with the witch doctor, but I knew now was not a good time.

Andrew let out a sigh as he realized that Esme had a narrow escape from being abducted and that it was all his fault. "I don't think any of them is responsible for this." Izayah interrupted his self beating. "Is Esme familiar with the area where they were waiting for her, and does she normally pass through that area when she wants to go back home without a car?." "No. Only when she needs some time to herself to get her thoughts in order and clear her head, she once mentioned that her secret spot where she and Jeremy used to meet was located in that place. In addition to that, it offers a quicker route to the house. Are you saying that...."

She said raising her head to smile at me like Isla does sometimes. “You are welcome to my humble abode, Esme. Tell me, why do you think you are here and why do you think that you are qualified to be chosen as the luna of this great pack?” I asked as she sat down before me while I tried to push the thoughts of Isla at the back of my mind and focus on her but it was just a waste of time cause the more I tried to not think about her, the more I think about her.

He stormed out of the room and slammed the door shut, Milana’s flinching figure barely registering. In the study he paced up and down, his irritation just elevating with every passing second. Scelto Island was a fortress and it was one of their first investments after they’d registered Nascosto Scelto. The island was located ten miles from mainland Ridge Valley City, close enough if they needed to head to the mainland for an emergency but also far enough to see a speedboat coming.

she says, caressing my cheek as she dives back under the surface, her fin flipping in the air as she takes off like a torpedo. “Eisa, I want you to swim around the island and try to see if you can detect another tsunami before it approaches. I would but I can’t venture too far from Lemuel,” I explain. She nods, “Why did I have to be hungover for this shit?” she says as she dives back under the water.

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.

"Her phone has been unreachable. She totally disappeared that night. And the fact that she hasn't tried to reach out to any of us is kinda suspicious." "Very suspicious." Esmee agreed. "You should stay away from her." "Mhm, I guess I should." "Don't think too much of it, okay?" Annika added. "You have us. What else could you possibly want?" Isabella laughed at that. "You're right. I shouldn't think of it." Their orders arrived and they went quiet for a moment to eat. Then Annika said something totally random. "Did you know Esmee's full name is Esmeralda?"

The Island came into view and Mark stood up at the windows for a better look. It was gorgeous, a tropical paradise of palm trees and beautiful white sandy beaches. The cliffs that rose up out of the water to the east and west were natural and rugged and the structures he could see seemed to enhance the natural beauty rather than detract from it. "It's better than I imagined," Mark admitted. "I know," Jasmine said, standing beside him. "I love it here." Mark could feel the nerves building in his stomach again as the boat approached the pier and all too soon it was alongside it, the crew tying the Betsy against it. He could see several people waiting at the end of the pier and he took a deep b