Greed Island Novels & Stories

George explained that he had asked each of the Islands managers to produce a list of proposals by ten o'clock the next morning for improvements in their respective areas, and he was hopeful that things would be improved both in terms of morale and efficiency, but also in financial terms. After lunch there was a half-hour gap before they were all to head down to the beach for another session of paragliding, snorkelling and for the first time, jetskiing, so Mark suggested that he bring Maddy and Myra down to the bunker. Mister Yousef distracted their friends enough with questions about service on the Island that they were able to slip away into the bunker, and once they were down there, Mark e

"I'm going to get married as planned in one week, no matter who the groom is. Ethan, will you marry me?" - The answer was settled when Ethan appeared at our wedding as the groom. The wedding was held on Eme Island, which had the largest lavender field in the world. I did not make it a big deal, but Ethan seemed to want to invite the whole world. He even sent Sean an invitation. But three days had passed since the invitation went out, and Sean had not made a single move. As the makeup artist worked on my hair and makeup, I scrolled through social media out of boredom and finally learned why. Over the past few days, Sean had been taking Anita around the world to make up for the honeymoon she h

the girl in pigtails explained. "About three thousand people died in that town because of the sudden calamity. The military forces are trying to figure out their purpose for going that far as summoning a tidal wave, forcing the flow of nature against it's own. But we've heard...," she said and leaned towards Iktanne's ear and whispered, "... we've heard a few days ago in the library from the proctors that the Giants were collecting gold and souls from the normals. They said that there was an insignia left on the shores of the north... which might cause a great trouble because it links back here in the Academy and the Empire."

*** ~ Ethan ~ Meanwhile, I walked into the area of Crescent Island. As a special ability werewolf, I could teleport wherever I wanted. Yet, Crescent Island was the witches’ territory. So they created a solid magic barrier so no one could teleport themselves when the visitors were in the area. However, anyone with teleport skills could still move to leave the island. Crescent Island was a small island covered with thick fog. No one dared to visit the place unless they were witches, had special abilities, or were desperate people who needed the witches’ help.

He was looking scared of him. " You witnessed everything right?" Aaron asked as he nodded his head. " So will you be our lay witness?" Aaron asked with his cold dreading eyes. Alaina felt he was reading his mind. "Yes, but I want something for it." The man said as greediness was all over his face. Aaron sighed as he knew that was completely. He stood up and threw a bag full of gold coins at him. He started checking them with lust in his eyes. That Island was still unknown for many people that's why the rules of the cruel world wasn't enforced there.

He didn't say anything, just kept yanking his belt off his own mount. "Woah… that's the Pandemonium'?" Colt peered into the sky while riding his own mount. The base of the island was cropping with immensely dense vegetation, "I have heard about it.. Never thought I would be lucky enough to see it.." Nakiya smirked. "Is that why the master insisted on going on this hunt?" "Not gonna lie…" Maira also yanked the belt of her mount, "this floating island is the single handedly the most aesthetic and intimidating phenomenon I've seen in my entire life… "

Ella exclaimed. “It is made up of ninety percent diamond and is really expensive. Keep it safe with you, and it might help you and your siblings as you return to your city. I think we should leave now. The earlier we start, the sooner we will reach the eastern end of the island.” Alpha Gabriel said:. “I was thinking that we were going to the southern end of the island, right?” Ella asked. “You don’t want to continue with your mission, and you said that you aren’t interested in meeting the witch anymore and that you would return to the city, and for that, we need to move towards the eastern end of the island.” Alpha Gabriel seemed surprised by her mood swings.

Of course, what is considered garbage in the modern world is, on this deserted island, almost entirely treasure for Ethan Brooks and his companion. During this time, they occasionally found some floating debris at sea, mostly lightweight materials like plastic and foam, which were of great help to them. And there's certainly more garbage on the shallow seabed than on the surface, with a greater variety too! If one could dive into the seabed and thoroughly search, significant gains could be made, which is essential for upgrading their base. So, the only thing on Ethan Brooks's mind right now is to enter the sea. Of course, he can't do it himself; first, he must connect mentally with a fish an

"THIS is it," My dad's assistant, Mr. Logan, said, packing the car in front of a large building. A sign sat atop the beautiful large black gates which read ' welcome to Greystones. Greystone is a private institution for mentally disabled or rebellious rich kids, ones that their parents wouldn't want to clean up of after causing a scandal, or kids whose parents don't have time to babysit like me. My name is Samantha Williams, daughter of Gregory Williams and Rebecca Williams; my parents are the CEO of two multi-billion companies, one in construction and one in entertainment. Why am I here, you would like to know? Well, you have to wait to find out.

"We push forward, determined to find a pocket of clean air amidst the suffocating stench. But the garbage isn't just on the surface; we have to swim down deep to escape it. So, we fill the air bladder with foul air and descend, hoping to resurface once we pass the island of garbage and its smell." "My pod pushes through, desperately trying to get out from under and away from Garbage Island. Our injured bodies propel us forward, our determination unyielding." Finrir acts out how they maneuver through the floating garbage, using their fins to push aside the debris as they seek refuge—a momentary respite from the polluted waters.