Island Fiction Novels & Stories

’ Darryl pondered for a long time but could not come up with anything concrete. The old man smiled and said nothing. He only instructed the four men to continue with the pace. At that moment, Darryl did not know that the old man was Eric Scope, the Ice Fire Island’s Sect Master! Ice Fire Island was located about 150 kilometers away from the New World on the southern sea. It was not a huge island, but it had some strange scenery. The island had tall mountains covered in snow all year long, and yet, lava flowed at the foot of the mountains. That was how it got its name.

"What on earth happened? When the police pulled you out, you were still alive. But your parents and everyone else… were dead. They only recovered their bodies." I pinched my palm. It hurt. I was still alive. But why was I still alive? "I'm fine. I don't know how I survived. Mom, Dad, Mable, Julian, Lindsey, and Jack are all dead. But I'm still alive." If someone like me continued to live, I would only be destined for pain and agony. There would be no happiness waiting for me. "What happened to the island?" I asked. "It's been sealed off. With so many people dead, it's now a crime scene."

Standing beside Winnifred, Hilda blew a smoke ring and said, "Of course, I know of it. It's a mysterious Island located outside any national borders in Europe and belongs to no country. Moreover, the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes is a complete mystery. I heard it is a paradise for the wealthy where they can do anything they want there even if it is prohibited by law." For instance, the killing of humans, cannibalism, and the hunting of humans as prey... Anything that will shock an ordinary person can become the bloody way the rich and powerful entertain themselves daily. Winnifred blew another smoke ring, her deep gaze studying Sahara, who had stuck her head out of the rental

She calmly approached Igor who was looking at her map. - Where do we start? — Whichever one is closest. Dreams Island. — Kaquarunda Island? — Kataleya stated. — Is that what they call it? Kataleya nodded. — In my country they call it the Island of Dreams - I wonder why? — Some say it's a beautiful island, with too many treasures and sorceresses that transform the world! Kataleya just smiled seeing the captain's curiosity. — Always! How many days? — Igor looked her in the eye

Judy answered, her hand delicately searing on the table, "Liar." The island they were on was plain, and barely any individuals knew about its presence. It laid on the barren oceans of the Dead East Sea, the waterway that separated Ithea and Trerth. The other world idea the waters of the Dead East Sea to be reviled and harmful, and after the Trerth crossed it to arrive at different realms, they announced it reviled once the contention finished. Nobody had at any point thought about wandering in excess of a mile into the sea oceans, or to drift such a long ways out that he was unable to see the coast. Fishing ships that had once overwhelmed the water had deserted it, and it created the impress

No country was lenient enough to spend manpower and material resources to calculate them as there were clusters of islands. Therefore no one would know that there was a very beautiful island in certain land in between those huge mountains. This island had no name and no one in a sane mind would want to come to this area as it was very dangerous. It was guarded by dangerous men and anyone who trespassed it without authorization were killed. on spot. This was also the territory of Nathan Wilde, who was king of this island and had many illegal businesses running around it. whenever he had to hide from someone he would come here and lay low till everything was sorted out.

Just then, a fisherman who came down from the boat called out to Andrius, “Young man...” Andrius stopped and asked, “Do you need something?” The fisherman glanced at the depths of the island, lowered his voice, and said fearfully, “This island is the territory of the notorious One-Eyed Pirates. You’d better leave before they discover you. Otherwise, once they know you’re new, they’ll rob your belongings and throw you into the sea to feed the fish.”

The weight didn’t disappear but it settled, like something finally allowed to rest. Isla watched him for a moment. Then she opened her laptop. She meant to open the Portugal document. She did open it, the cursor sat blinking in the middle of a sentence about limestone cliffs and fishing boats and the particular quality of Atlantic light in October. She stared at it. Closed it. Opened a new document. She started writing without deciding to. The way she sometimes did when something was more real than she knew how to manage directly, she came at it sideways, through words, the way she always had.

” "I heard the glacier is healthy... cannibals." Kell laughed. "really?" I heard the islanders eat each other. There is too little food on these small islands. "There's always fish and killer whale meat," Ragnar spat. He was angry because he was accused of cannibalism. On the other hand, it condemned Kiel to some extent, but what rights did it violate? In the dark he laughed at the irony of their legend. their ignorance. "But you're right about the valley," Kjells said. “You have a bad feeling about it. "What do you want to say?" 'I do not know. Something makes my flesh crawl. It's like something is following us," he said. "A wolf?"

I trailed off, briefly wondering if the check would still be safe if I’d left it in my bra instead of moving it to my purse when I boarded the final flight that was bound for New York City. “I’m intimately involved with “The Island,” Anya. I’m one of the main investors, and you wouldn’t believe what a chuckle I got seeing your name on the roster of competitors for the weekend.” His beady eyes focused on me, and he licked his lips in a hungry fashion. “I quite enjoyed your show, though was aggravated to have a lot of the footage missing when the producer forwarded it to me yesterday. I didn’t get to see your deflowering, for example. Tell me what the hunter did to you, and in great detail.” I