Greed Island Novels & Stories

She has a nasty-looking bruise on her forehead, but she won’t tell me where she got it from. Cheerleader Barbie overhears my comments and gives me a cool smile. “It means you lot need the most work.” My insides tighten at what clearly sounds like a threat. “Work?” I repeat, slowly. “You wanna explain what that means?” “There are five islands, each island for a specific number. The island you landed on is Level 1. The island you are going to is Level 0. Level 0 is for troublemakers who need to have a watchful eye on them.”

I might really die here if I did not do something soon! Billy walked up to me with a whip and tapped my face with the tip. "Behave yourself, or I'll show you what happens when you don't pay your debts!" "Sir, let me go! I have money! I'll pay off all the gambling debts!" "You think I'd believe that nonsense? If you were wealthy, why would they have left you here all alone?" My mind raced as I tried to devise a plan. I happened to see Billy's phone screen, which had a contact labeled "Island Owner" in his contacts.

The glowing green trajectory line had reached its final destination point. ​"We are here," Chloe announced, her voice filled with a profound, quiet awe. ​Julian stood upright, his dark eyes looking out through the massive windshield. ​Rising majestically from the crystal blue water was a cluster of lush, vibrant islands. It was the sovereign, self governing archipelago Chloe had secured with her hidden ghost ledgers. The landscape was absolutely breathtaking. Towering green cliffs plunged directly into the sea, framing hidden white sand beaches and dense, untouched forests.

He explained. "If the island eats away their insanity, then isn't it a good thing?" She asked, confused. "Yes. Grave Island wasn't as scary as its name. I named it because it's literally a graveyard for the citizens of Versipellis and those who were abandoned by the Elysian Elders." Thane continued. Elisia was surprised. "Are you saying that place is also a graveyard for slaves? Those who were not allowed to at least have a proper burial?"

At centre rose the ruined tower wrapped in thickest vines, blue‑white light streaming brightest from its top: true heart of island. Selena read slowly. “I repeated exactly the mistake that destroyed them,” she said trembling. “Tried beating you… and fed shadows instead.” Lea rested hand gently upon hers. “I thought rivalry made strength but it tears you apart.” Later we moved deeper toward the heartland, and soon felt new trouble: food became very scarce. Trees bore hardly anything; bushes stood empty; even small animals hid far away. “Island prepares for storm,” Kael said softly. “Nature pulls back its gifts beforehand.”

"Is that all he is to you? A way to keep your chair at the head of the table?" ​Julian’s gaze lingered on Leo for a long, silent moment. "He is a Vane," he said quietly. "And a Vane survives. That is the first lesson he needs to learn." ​Blackwood Island ​The island was a jagged shard of rock and pine needles rising out of the grey Atlantic. The "estate" was a sprawling, modern masterpiece of glass and cedar that seemed to grow directly out of the cliffs. It was beautiful, isolated, and utterly lonely.

The legal argument continues—terms, signatures, deadlines—but they're standing on the wrong battlefield. The deed isn't the objective. The document isn't the trap. The island itself is the vault. And the demolition crew isn't here to destroy it. They're here to extract it. I move into Isla’s personal space, lowering my voice so only she can hear over the wind. "Isla. The drilling rigs." She glances at me, sharp. "What about them?" "They're not demolition. They're extraction." "Extracting what?" I hand her the scope, pointing toward the north face. "Heat signature. Server cooling. Hale built something inside the cliff."

They finally agreed! She looked at her Uncle Lorenzo, who gave her a thumbs up. She stuck out her tongue at him, and that made him do the same thing. Although he was making fun of her, Minerva was in a good mood, so she just ignored her Uncle Lorenzo. The reason was simple. She managed to persuade her parents to go to the small island that was also a part of Halen Empire's territory. Back at their home, when Minerva was reading the books about their neighboring empires and kingdoms, she found out about this small island. This island, which was situated on the northwest of the Halen Empire's coast, was famous for its beautiful ancient landmarks, which were a paradise for adventurers and treas

folder lay open before her, its pages illuminated by the harsh, flickering hum of a fluorescent bulb that sounded like a trapped insect. She wasn't looking at the lab reports anymore. She was staring at her father’s map. The island was a tiny, jagged speck in the Grenadines called Isla de Sombra—Shadow Island. It didn't appear on any commercial nautical charts, but in the Vane family ledger, it was listed as the "Primary Asset."