Gutenberg Treasure Island Novels & Stories

“I thought you were on the opposite end of this island.” Damian greeted the Seer cordially and deadpanned. Wasn’t it obvious? “I swam.” Zen couldn’t believe it. Was swimming faster than running or walking? Then again, the virtual world tried to match a participant’s skills and abilities. Damian was a cyborg. It was probably faster for him to swim than run through the jungle. “According to the pieces of map parts I assembled, we’re standing on Pirate’s Bay. There should be treasure somewhere here, but I don’t have all the map pieces to reveal its location yet,” Zen explained to Damian and shared his map pieces.

Another who wanted to sue Blackberry because their phones didn't contain any actual berries. Jasmine, Garius and Heidi told funny stories involving Mister Moore, crazy meetings with crazy people, and then told of dozens of letters they'd dealt with from people claiming bizarre things, like a proclamation they received that Benjamin Moore was the new messiah, along with a completely updated bible about him from an obsessed housewife in Texas. Jasmine insisted it was on the Island somewhere.

After all, because someone had leaked out the news, the Gordon Family had been fighting for the ownership of the treasure. But now, it was too late for him to rush here. The secret of the treasure was still exposed. "That... treasure, it's just a place... Well, it's not a treasure..." Ted Gibson stammered. Master Eva Green frowned and raised her hand to grab. Among the Gibson family clansmen on the side, someone immediately released a miserable cry. His body was immediately torn apart, flesh flying everywhere. Hot blood spilled all over everyone's faces. Ted Gibson was startled and jumped up on the spot.

Adam smiled, looking at him. ‘It was a wonderful experience, Anderson. Supposing I was not there I wouldn’t have been this happy, but thank God, I was among.’ Not long, about five other pirate men joined to listen to Adam’s story. ‘Please, tell us.’ Anderson begged. ‘Okay.’ Adam looked at them, ‘after we found our way into the Treasure Island, we discovered there where ghost in there.’ He looked at them to create a tension. ‘Ghost?’ They asked surprisingly.

Dave said with a smile as he looked at me. Once again, I was taken aback. “Treasure island? Wait? Did you say you acquired it?“ I asked, almost in tears. Treasure Island was a small island that had been trending everywhere. It was such a small piece of land in the middle of the sea. Everyone was dying to visit it. I was sure that no amount of money could ever allow anyone to own a piece there. Dave rolled his eyes at me. “Someone told me that she would give me a kiss if I brought her to Treasure Island,” he said.

I tell him. He looks at some of my other treasures, things that have come from hurricanes or tornados, things ripped from where they were by wind. “Your cave of treasures is like a fucking museum, Zephyr. I’ve seen Tana’s cave of treasures, but yours is…spectacular.” The wave of possessiveness rushes through me. What was Ishir doing in Tana’s cave of treasures? His head snaps to mine as a low, angry growl leaves my lips.

“Sell you a piece of information, for gold as payment.” “Okay!” The shopkeeper was thrilled, agreeing immediately without hesitation. “Any matter that can be solved with money is a simple matter. I believe that Alpha Levi’s information is definitely... hehe...” Levi laughed, his smile both sinister and malicious. “Starting from Passeggiata City, heading southeast, there is an island named Bandsasta Mountain...” Arista was shocked, turning her head to look at the speaker. Hearing his bitter laughter, “On that island, there are countless treasures, even more than in the fairy market.”

Thea or not, I would still make myself useful somehow. The vault was huge and packed from top to bottom with everything one could imagine; books, important documents, items, weapons, heirlooms. A collection more diverse than probably all other packs in the country. Now, considering what I knew about the lineages, I wondered if perhaps our ancient origins were to be thanked for that.

There is no way I can turn back now and with that thought Isabella is in front of me and just like that she is gone. I have the urge to look back, but it is safer for me to just speed off. My baby and me come first from now on and some fake claiming friend stealing my man's attention is definitely not in the equation.

Here she was trying to impress her mother with all of her hard work and all it took for Josh to get her blushing was a piece of ancient jewellery. “The next item in the auction is a trip for two for an entire week to a privately owned island in the Maldives which was donated by our hosts, Mr and Mrs Clinton. The bidding will start at ten percent of what this trip is actually worth at five thousand dollars. Do I hear five thousand?” Nicholas asked. Josh looked over at Isabelle and thought to himself that after everything they had been through, maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to get away from it all and spend a couple of days alone on a beach with no one else but themselves. It certainly sound