Isla Amara Novels & Stories

she said. "His name is Iago. Mr. Guard, this is my friend, Tara" Amelia said. Tara offers her hand to Iago. "Hello, Mr. Guard, nice to meet you," She said, copying the way Amelia calls him. "Nice to meet you, madam Tara," Iago said as he shook Tara's hand. "Did you hear that? He called me 'madam Tara'. Wow, I suddenly feel like a rich lady" Tara said. Amelia chuckled at what Tara said. "Where are we going today?" She asks.

“I need to know right now where the Nemesis base of operations is.” “Why would you need to know that?” The ex leader blustered, before realising. “You can’t be thinking of going there? They’ll destroy you.” He knew it was a mistake to say that as soon as it came out of his mouth. Isabelle turned round, the fury showing in here eyes. “I think that you underestimate me!” She almost screamed at the now powerless Brethren Member who had dared to question her. “I think it would be in your best interest to be careful not to do it again.” She managed the last part in a much more controlled voice.

"This ingrate dares to mock us?" Amaryah was indeed arrogant in her past life, that is, before she was thrown into the lava. She was a noble young lady from one of the most prestigious clans in Selaphiel. She was talented, smart, and possessed such striking features that made one unable to resist her. However, her looks are far too different for the people not to know she was not a Sachiel. Or even if she was, she must have been an illegitimate child. Amaryah would have taken it to heart if she did not know the truth.

The flight to Amaris Island was short. The small plane touched down in a field of green grass only ten minutes after takeoff. The island itself was less mountainous than Carpathia, with white sand beaches that bled into expansive fields and thick olive groves. There was no car waiting for them when they disembarked from the plane. Maxim had spent most of the half-hour flight on his phone making arrangements for any work he needed to do to be finished remotely from the island. She’d spent the whole flight feeling shaky and… strangely, very excited? No. Just shaky about the prospect of being almost alone with Maxim in such a beautiful, isolated, romantic place.

ALPHA GREYSON (Part 7) "Her name is Amara Brooks, and she is an orphan from the Western Regions. She is not a member of any packs, and... There's not much information about her," Miguel informed me. I stared at that girl's documents, in her photo, and the more I stared at her picture, the more I noticed resembles between her and the Princess of Rema Kingdom.

My Lycan Prince Chapter five. I‘ve never in all my life seen a place so beautiful. Isla Martago is far from a small island, it's a huge island in the middle of the ocean. It's so breathtaking….the beauty of it. The breeze that comes off the water is cool and it ruffles through my hair as I hang further out the window to get a better view of the city. Buildings stand tall along with statues and a flag. It's a gold flag with a black crest in the middle along with the name Isla Martago. Archer hasn’t said a word since we got into the limousine but that goes two ways I guess and I haven’t said anything to him either but I have been kinda busy staring at this beautiful place that I get to call ho

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

"What do you want, Amara?" Amara’s smile faded, replaced by a look of cold determination. "Power. Control. The end of this foolish resistance. Surrender now, and perhaps I'll be merciful." Samuel glanced at Isabella, his expression one of resolve. "Never." Amara's eyes narrowed. "So be it." With a flick of her wrist, the warriors lunged forward, their movements swift and deadly. "Defend the village!" Isabella shouted, raising her sword to meet the oncoming threat.

I licked my bottom lip, wetting it and I accidentally saw Damien watching me intently. I choke and what happened between us in the powder room and emergency stairs started haunting my memories again. "Lucky, we'll go with Mr. Green." I don't have a choice but to ride the same helicopter with Damien and Mr. Keller. I was silent the whole ride while they're talking about the redevelopment of the island. I was looking at the view and starting to enjoy it. A smile crept on my lips after we landed in the Isla Riva. The island is like a paradise. It's so beautiful. The water is beautifully clear and blue. The rock formations are incredible. All in all, the island is magically fascinating.

"Go straight to the point you fucker!" Amara flinched. My eyes snapped back to her and she actually flinched, from the curse word? What the actual... "The wolves are restless, they're eager to see you..." But his voice had somehow trailed away and silenced in my head as I watched her. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her lips remained parted and she looked up at me with a look that was far too pure from eyes that looked so sinfully alluring. She flinched from a curse word.