Is The Tv Show Lost Based On A Book Novels & Stories

Nothing could fill the void in her heart, not money, not posession, not parties or friends could spark up a little glimpse of happiness in her. Her heart repeatedly pierced by the emotions she couldn't bear nor control, it all seemed like a dream, the nightmare she was dying to crawl out from. Her one true love was gone, the man she had lived years with, gave her all to. Diana couldn't help but soliloquize. "Do I deserve to live? He is in the grave because of me, what's the use of living without him?" As if loosing her parents wasn't enough, she lost Branden.

He sat down on the lounger next to me again and just glanced. I refreshed my emails again after a few minutes and glance at Phoenix. I saw him typing something on his phone, looking serious. I flew into the air and removed my shades, I crossed my legs and sipped on my juice until my phone rang for a notification. I jumped in shock, I quickly reached for my phone and my heartbeat quickened due to the shock of what I saw and clicked the email. Good day, Thank you for taking interest in visiting The Lost Island. I am sending you this email as a confirmation that you are granted with your request.

Hunter says looking over my shoulder. I look round at him and then back to the book as I feel my wolf dart from my mind slamming the door behind her. "Right here" I say as I look back down to the blank page in front of me. I gasp. The words, the drawing it was gone! I quickly flick through the book. Every page blank. Except I knew it wasnt! "I swear.... It was right here and there was a drawing of a wolf!" I rant. "I believe you" Hunter says reassuringly.

He had created the lot using only his code and his wits. "And now I will destroy them all," he laughed to himself. "All but Miaka." He took flight, not careing that he was leaving an earthquake in his wake. He had no care for his creations - good or bad. All he cared about at this moment in time was getting to Miaka. Maing sure she was still on track - following his grand design. He knew he was GOD. He was the god of this world he cared so little about. It was a game to him. All a game. And he would be the winner. The LOSS - Or last one still standing. It was all he cared about and all he ever would care about.