Esme Island Novels & Stories

I asked Esme and she shook her head. “We are monitoring Devon and we are close to finding Aasimar but he always seems to escape just before we find him.” “You do know that he is leading you by the nose right?” “I know. I have my plans.” “No problem then.” I trusted Esme with my life and that was why I was willing to divert my attention to other things. If Esme said she would deliver, then she would make sure to deliver. “What about the other matter?” “I have it under control.”

Got to carry on, right? Don’t worry about trying to sort things for me, focus on making things good for you ok? Esme has decided what is right for her, and she has done what she needs to do. I will be ok in time, so don’t be worrying. You need to focus on you and Lola and being safe while at their pack. G -------------

Esme's behavior was perplexing, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern. "Maybe it's nothing," he suggested, though he wasn't entirely convinced. "Maybe they're just catching up on similar interests or something. You know how Esme has this goal of saving the world and Axel has this ultimatum of making miserable people happy, they probably are bonding over like interests similar to that.” Mercedes scoffed, clearly not buying into that explanation. "Maverick, you know as well as I do that it's more than that. Esme wouldn't be so distant without a good reason. Something's going on, and I intend to find out what it is."

“Ashandi would like me to arrange for her to travel to the New New England Colonies. She has cousins there.” Madison nodded, head still reeling, but somehow able to hold up her end of the conversation. “She’s mentioned N.N.E. before.” “Esme simply wants to go home, but I plan to buy her a house in her village.” She smiled. “I’m sure she’ll like that. She’s been talking about raising a family and fishing.” He laughed. “I have a difficult time imagining Esme fishing.” Madison grinned. “As do I, but apparently, she’s quite skilled at hooking salmon.”

she said, looking straight into the woman's eyes. The secretary was taken aback and was about to faint from nervousness. "I ... I ... Doctor E-Ezecarl has s-summoned you to the C-Control Room B." "Okay." Ameira let go of the woman and stepped out of her room. However, the secretary's foot remained in its place and her eyes could not be removed from inside Ameira's room. Her mouth was slightly open and both hands and feet were cold. Her eyes could see the fresh blood strewn across the room.

The name felt familiar, and the sight of him stirred something deep within her. Julio stepped closer, his hands shaking. “Esme… it’s me. Julio.” Esme’s breath hitched. Flashes of memories, fragmented and blurry, flooded her mind. A young man’s laughter, stolen moments of joy, whispered promises under moonlight… and then pain, betrayal, and fire.

The old man smiled wryly and replied, "You're right. The islands near Celesta Rain Island do have micro celestial veins, but they also receive radiation from the main islands' aura essence, making the density of aura essence quite high." "I’ve checked the island rental records for a more secluded and quieter place, as per your requirements. I found only one island that fits: Lumia Isle, located 7,200 km southwest of Celesta Rain Island." "A small island?" Adrian smiled. "Isn't that even better?" The old man, seeing Adrian's apparent ignorance, candidly explained, "But it only has a micro celestial vein, so no one has lived there for a long time. What do you think?"

On the East they can only used either the Institute of Artemesia or the Golden City to flew in and on the West, Alemia Nation were the only safe options, despite they have to go through the war infested region right now. One of those small nation that took the dangerous journey was a small nation named the Kingdom of Eloesa, a small island kingdom far in the coast of Central Continent western seaside, past the Alemia Nation. Kingdom of Eloesa was a small nation that only at the size of Hawaii, about 27 Km2 in a shape of a perfect round, the population of the island were only about 2 million people, which is 80% of it were woman an old independent nation.

I murmur into her belly. I ignore Graydon who is snorting with laughter. Very undignified. "How did she get here?" I ask Esme. "Oh, you know," she says, with a shrug, "Cats go where they want." She digs into her robe and pulls out wriggling little sardine which she holds out to Wiley. Wiley gobbles it up instantly. "You have sardines in your robes?" I ask, alarmed. Esme laughs. "I could pull it out of fresh air but that would be weird!"

🪷ISORA🪷 Esme was standing there with her arms crossed, glaring at me like I had personally offended her. She was a bit taller than me, and she used that height to look down at me with obvious disdain. "Where are you going?" she demanded. "To the Alpha's study," I replied, keeping my voice neutral. "What for? To do what?" Her tone was sharp. Accusatory. Like she had every right to interrogate me. "The Alpha sent for me," I said, trying to keep my voice even.