Ibis Island Novels & Stories

' Veronica sounded brusque now, but at least she was back on the line. 'Yes,' said Isabella, surprising herself with her calm. 'I'm Isabella Sanchez, the owner. Can I help you, Ms—?' 'Dubois. Veronica Dubois. I work for Mr Ryder of Ryder Airlines. He's looking for someone to cater a pre-Christmas dinner. In his home—' 'How large a party?' Isabella interrupted crisply. She didn't believe this. She was actually managing to sound as pleasantly businesslike as usual, and she didn't think her voice so much as hinted that Spanish, not English, had been her first-spoken tongue.

At that same moment the yacht in which Isabella is travelling with her father, the children and Marta, makes its entrance to a small port on a beautiful beach, on a small island that she did not know. "Where are we dad?" she asks excitedly. "This is an island that your grandfather bought many years ago for Mima.” Santiago responds in what he will insure the yacht. "You will like it and you will be able to rest for a while here, without any kind of worry while everything is resolved, and you will both be very safe here, along with the children and me.” "What does dad mean by that? You don't expect us to stay here for long, you know we have to work and the children have to go to school." Isab

After that, it’s a short drive back to Archibald’s beach house. “I’m never leaving and you can’t make me,” Isabella declares from her inner tube after another liberal application of sunscreen. She’s bobbing lazily along the shoreline and utterly uncaring of where she ends up, mostly because Archibald’s attached a tether to the handle of the tube that ends velcro’d around his left ankle to keep her from floating too far away.

It was the newest line from Diamond Hotels, and Island Oasis Resort was to be their flagship hotel. Once inside my room, I opened up my laptop and let it power on as I stripped and changed into a full-piece swimsuit and board shorts. I logged in and started going through my daily assault of emails. Despite considering this trip to be a vacation, I was really here on business. This was a working trip.

“Thank you. I mean it. We will text every day.” They got in the car and headed to the airport. On the plane Isabel leaned against Isaac’s shoulder and raked her fingers across his thigh. “I cannot believe we are actually doing this. Santorini. White cliffs, blue water, sunsets every night. It feels like a dream after everything we went through.” Isaac kissed the top of her head. “It is real baby. No kids, no drama, just us for a whole week. I booked the best villa with a private pool overlooking the caldera. You are going to love it.”

For the first time in a long time I did not know and it did not feel like a problem. It felt like space. My phone buzzed on the ground beside me. I looked at the screen. Enzo. I picked up. “She is in Ibiza,” he said. No greeting. “Isabella booked a flight. Same island.” I stood up. “When,” I said. “Flight lands in four hours.” I looked at the stream. At the last of the light going off the water. “Send me the address “ I said. Don’t think I will intercept tho, just genuinely watching Isabella and trying to figure out what her deal is and why the hell the bitch doesn’t want to go to hell and stop meddling around.

“Love, are we going to that island? I continue to ask Isaac and this time he answered me detailed. “You see that? We will gonna stay on that island for two days. Are you excited? “Really? Wow, Love is this private or some residents are there? “This is private, I and William are the owner of this island. Only the caretaker is here. We used to hang out here when we want to get away from the busy city of New York. This place is our haven and you're the first woman I bring here”. Isaac explained to me softly. I listened to him intently and I couldn't believe how can they own an island. I still couldn't get used to how rich Isaac is, he is so humble that sometimes you will not believe how rich he

“This should be perfect to build the resorts and attract tourists. This island is ranked among the most peaceful and eco-friendly islands. What do you think about acquiring it?” “The Mystic Island?” “Yes. It has recently been put on the market. The owner is very selective, but I'm sure we'll get it. The GK Group, after all, has vast influence across the country.” Lucas took the tablet, studying that Island carefully. “It's too remote and will definitely not attract that many tourists. It hasn't been long since the island was discovered, which means there are dangerous beings still inhabiting it. With the lack of human activities, the wildlife will roam freely. Tell me, if a cobra sneaks into

Thus, Isabella decided to conceal her identity and proceed with the divorce before anything else. At her request, the hotel was inexpensive, quiet, and close to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Ava had found a century - old hotel. However, upon checking in, Isabella discovered that this hotel was actually owned by the Sanchez family. In the werewolf business world, family - owned enterprises were common, and the Sanchez family had a significant presence in the hospitality industry.

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.