Island Diaries: My Life With 10 Beauties นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Five Years Later For the first time in five years, Yara let outsiders onto the island. The island wasn't just some nameless, uninhabited place anymore. After way too much back-and-forth, she finally settled on the name 'Evermeet Isle.' Seemed right—some people drifted in and out, but the ones who belonged? They stayed. Here, she'd only meet the ones who mattered. The name just fit. The island's untouched beauty caught the eye of a travel reality show director, and after months of negotiating, Yara agreed to let them film. But on her terms.

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“I do not under any circumstances want anything scandalous.” “What?” Marie said innocently. “No male strippers for you, princess? Or penis straws? I heard penis straws are big in America.” I laughed. “Absolutely not. I’m not trying to make headlines here. I would love a glass of wine and maybe some time by a nice pool somewhere.” Isla’s eyes gleamed as she started planning in her head. “I’m going to have to call in a few favors,” she said, “but I think I have the perfect idea.”

"I will!" Elijah's shout caused an earthquake in Dante's heart. With a shaky and worried voice, he said, "Raymond gave me a diary that Isla supposedly wrote before she lost her memories. I re-enacted the scenes written down in the diary, and that was how I won Isla over. "Isla discovered this secret of mine yesterday and felt that everything between the two of us was fake. Then, she ran away."

Which was all going in favor of the Final War that Y had always wanted. That is why Iris found herself drinking straight from a coconut and enjoying the natural Hawaiian scenery of a breath-taking sunset in her yellow sundress with printed date trees on it, as Dom had reassured her over and over again of the unbreachable security of the island so she could stop being paranoid and let the girl inside her get excited about her wedding.

BELLE Clara's revelation did not only make the hairs on my body stand, it also exposed the root cause of all our problems. My fiancé would be beyond shocked when I tell him about this. Clara brought out a file from the envelope, "This contains names of all contestants of Love Isle from the first season down to the ninth season with their vulnerabilities and how they were being manipulated." She explained. Jodi took hold of the file first. "Can I make a copy of this?"

"No. Should I have added it to my list?" I gave a slight smile as I poured two glasses. "The island is absolutely incredible with some of the best beaches in the world. The water is turquoise in color, perfectly clear, allowing you to see the stunning coral reefs." I moved closer, handing her a stem, allowing our fingers to touch. The electricity crackled between us. I knew she could feel it, the haphazard current rushing into our respective veins, sizzling our blood. I inhaled, drinking in her exotic perfume, finding controlling my dark desires more difficult now that we were truly alone. She swallowed hard, her fingers lingering against mine, a slight smile crossing her face. "Just who are

~Miss Pretty Seeing the first page of her diary made her cry. That was the time she started to write a diary about her feelings for Thyago. That was the time she started to foolishly fall for him. When she looked closely at the page, something suddenly took her attention when she saw a little note written below her notes. When she checked it, it was like a note so she read it. Dearest Miss Pretty: I have a confession to make. The very first time I saw that cute little girl named Bea, I know something strange tugged in my chest deep inside and maybe I'm not aware of it. She was so adorable, cute, shy, and smart.

Carmen never used to like diary books and thought that they were stupid, reminding you of the reality you want to escape from. Tears fell down her cheeks as she was reading it. 'As you are reading this, you perhaps already know that I left or I am on my way to the airport now. My plane flies at 10 pm. I don't honestly know where I am going and why. But always remember that I'll forever support you. We'll talk daily, please don't cry. I miss you already. Happy birthday again.' As she finished, a sound of a car was heard. Carmen rushed to her bedroom's window and stared outside. It was Liam!

I probed. “I was thinking of exploring the island a bit and maybe hitting the beach,” Isabella advised. “First thing in the morning, Mama made all the girls' appointments for pedicures at the spa.” “That sounds like fun. Do you need an exploration partner?” I asked. “I’m not sure if Papa would agree to that,” Isabella sighed. “What if he doesn’t know?” I asked with a gleam in my eye. “What if we get caught?” Isabella said, narrowing her eyes.