Island Fiction Novels & Stories

Zaliver found this place before the humans did. “Because that’s what I want you to see. To keep everyone away from the border, we made the island invisible or almost submerged. The lands are actually a lot bigger than you think, perhaps as big as Texas. That’s why when planes, boats, or anything else related tries to get close, they’re either met ahead by a storm, sinkhole, tidal waves, or even lightning. It’s the border keeping everyone away,” he said his amazing idea proudly.

" run from what? Then who are you and what do you want from me? She gave me a frightful look that I can never define and then continued seriously: "What comes to your mind when you hear about a secluded island? They say it contains many, many treasures and valuables, and they say it is not dangerous, it is just an isolated island. When I heard that it is not Seriously, I laughed a lot. If it wasn't serious, why didn't they go to her and take everything for them. I don't know why I went there despite my doubts about that company and that mysterious and isolated island they were talking about. I curse myself a hundred times to agree to come to Here, and now, I am haunted by all the things that

said Radcliff. "He is on the cloud. The location is moving and go around," said Zilpher. “Is he flying all the time? Isn’t he tired?" Astrid asked in surprise. “If my guess is right, Master Lewis is on Invisible Flying Island. The island is just a myth. But what if the island really does exist?" asked Cassia. “Invisible Flying Island? Do you mean a flying island that moves and has a protective shield that makes the island invisible to the eye? You mean the island inhabited by Yokai-type non-humans?” asked Edmund.

Some other smaller structures are nestled against the mangroves as well. Officially, the name of the island is, 'The Island of Oedipus.' However, most that know of its existence call it 'Incest Island'. This is a story about how Linda and her son Bill found this island. CHAPTER ONE: IT SEEMED SO INNOCENT: Bill's family were wealthy. This was perhaps the most important detail about them. His mother, Linda, was shrewd and cunning in business. She made a lot of money and invested it wisely, following the example of her own parents.

“Ha! You’re cooked, boy.” Scott shrugged the hand off. “No. Enlighten me.” “He’s Larkam,” Trish said, flat as a warning. Larkam leaned close, rum breath and ash. “Never heard the ghost stories?” “Ghost stories,” Scott said, dry as salt. “That’s why they call it Hell Island,” Larkam went on. “Everyone there died. Screams carried across the bay like whales.” “Come on, Lark,” Trish said. “Don’t—”

Standing at the highest peak on the mountain, his eyes grew bright as he sees the beautiful scenery in front of him. “Is this what I think it is, I’m in Alf Island! Even though it’s perceived to be an island no one can ever enter, a land filled with terrifying monsters and a very dangerous place, it’s quite beautiful if you look at it at a different view. Oh, my Bathala, I’m excited! Oh my, I just made a joke, wow, that was lame. There should be no people here since this island is hard to enter and it’s guarded by a ton of catastrophe grade sea monsters.”

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

the man driving the boat said. Mary got up from where she sat, then asked, “But we're still not close enough to the island's shore; why stop here?” “I’m sorry, madam, but Yajurveda is for seeing only; no one has stepped foot on the island for decades. There is an invisible wall around the island that prevents people from stepping into it,” the driver said. Mary stared at the island for a moment. “Get me as close as you can get to the invisible wall. We'll figure something out,” she said, squinting her eyes.

Marie Elizabeth Owens climbed off the sailboat and stood on the shore of the island that was to be her new home, her fresh start. The Island was thick with vegetation and the sky was a crisp and deep blue that you see in the paintings in the art galleries she heard about in letters from her late husband’s sister. Sinking into the pale cool sand from her weight against the loose ground. Her movements directed her toward a small shack where a man stood. His grey eyes were bold and devilish. Something about then rang to her as untrustworthy.

The werewolf denied and started to get serious when she suddenly became quiet and glanced at the cement floor. “It was the island I grew up on and I escaped there after my parents died. It was called the Cursed Island because of the residents permanently living there from what I heard –” Raising her eyebrows and repositioning herself. “– So, humans started to arrive there when they were running away from their debtors or killers here on the mainland. No one can easily go there and become a permanent resident since they cannot come back here to the mainland. The organizations feared they would leak information to the public.”