Ibis Island Novels & Stories

She had thought of telling her mom about this but wanted Loveth to first of all be okay with her plans. There had been a small hold-up when closing in on opebi road, so Isabelle had to text them that she'll be running late. It was to be expected as Lagos' traffic was really nothing to write home about. Even though one left very early to beat the time, the terrible traffic sometimes found a way to ruin things. Luckily, the traffic warden had managed to make movement a lot better and faster, so she got to the restaurant thirty minutes later. Sweet Sensation had everything colored green, white, and orange – their odd signature look.

Almost down , he walked in. I stopped dead in my tracks , this man looked like a god ! This was the broadest shoulder I've seen , he is tall , fair tanned skin , forcefully lifting my eyes to his face , I got the best sight , his face was well structured , the nose was definitely pointed , then his lips , cherry pink . Isabella stop! I cleared my throat trying to find my voice , "hi , good evening , my name is isabella and this is my mother, I..." "Yes I know everything about you , who should be doing the introduction is myself"

Turns out he was wrong. Tristan, this time invited Sophia to get on a monorail train. In her heart, of course, she wondered where her husband would take her this time. It wasn't long before the two arrived at Palm Jumeirah, often referred to as Palm Island. An artificial island whose shape is unique even when viewed from the air looks like a tree. "We've arrived," Tristan said as the vehicle carrying them stopped in one of the courtyards of the luxury hotel. "Hotel?" Sophia asked, confused.

asked Edmund. "Yes, true. The island of legends is located on top of Genbu's giant tortoiseshell, which can fly and is invisible,” replied Cassia. “I read one of the books at the Brighton Library. Genbu is a giant green turtle that can fly. From what I read, gigantic branches grew from its horn-like head and vines that resembled a beard, and its black, mossy shell seemed to be surrounded by a mist in the shape of a white snake. On top of that shell is the yokai stealth village,” said Astrid.

The trip was always in one direction, which is the west, because the island of the seven races is located in the far east, after a month of sailing, they arrived at a strange island that the records did not mention anything about it except that it is the island of sublime beings and that its environment is difficult and that the name given to it is the island of ice and fire, It was clear why it was called Ice and Fire, as half of the island was frozen and all ice, while the other half was a volcano. The crew asked Ahmet whether they would stop there or not. He thought a little, then replied that he is here to discover and have fun and will not miss the opportunity to discover the secrets of

Even at night, Dubai’s air was thick with humidity, the city’s towering skyline gleaming under artificial lights. They moved swiftly. Darwin had already arranged for a private car, and within minutes, they were weaving through the neon-lit streets toward their safe house. Marcus worked from his laptop in the backseat, monitoring Isabelle’s digital footprint. “She’s staying at the Burj Al Arab,” he announced. “Private suite. Booked under an alias, but the financial pattern matches her.” Fiona arched her brow. “She’s not even trying to be subtle.” Thalassa scoffed. “She doesn’t need to be. This is her playground.”

he instructed. As Visenya's eyelids flung open, she couldn't help but gasp, completely captivated by the breathtaking view that unfolded before her. "You brought me to an island?!" She exclaimed, her voice brimming with delight as she eagerly slid down from Lucian's wing. Lucian transformed back into his more attractive form, a charming smile adorning his face, reflecting his own satisfaction with her enthusiasm. "It's not just any island," he added, his voice filled with a touch of pride. "This island is known as the Abode of the Gods, and it happens to have the highest number of dolphin sightings in the world."

Isabella grew up in Anji Village outside Silvana City. Her mom owned a two-bedroom house with a large courtyard in front and at the back. Vegetable patches are full and hibiscus flowers surrounding the wall. There’s a small pathway of pebbles from the entrance to the house, so when it rains, mud won't get on shoes.

Nikolai whipped his head to his friend with brows furrowed and plucked the card from his hand, seeing the address for himself. “Sneaking bastards.” He cursed angrily and fisted the card on his palm into crumpled. Isola delle Femmine is a small island in Palermo in Sicily, twenty-five kilometers from the mainland, and can be traveled only in half an hour. Not too far, but it is enough distance to keep the Seraglios in control over what’s going to happen, putting Nikolai and Akim in a precarious situation. “One more request,” Akim added, pulling out his phone, and scrolling through the screen before he stops at an encrypted message. “They only want you to go in there, alone.”

After all, he was the one who wanted a younger sibling. Even though their baby wasn't born yet, he already had plans laid out for them. "By the way, Mister, where are we?" Larissa asked in a curious voice as she glanced around at the unfamiliar scenery. It was beautiful. Ambrose introduced the place to her. "This is Monarda Island. The Hamilton Group invested in the grandest hotel and casino on this island. Other than that, we have also invested in a lot of businesses on the island." For some odd reason, Ambrose kept having a bad feeling recently. He wanted to be with Larissa every second of the day. Also, he wanted to do his best to familiarize her with their family's businesses.