Island Haze Novels & Stories

​The ascent of Haida Gwaii had not been a gentle rise; it was a violent rebirth. The island now sat atop a pedestal of raw, gleaming basalt, towering two thousand feet above the crashing Pacific. The air at this new altitude was crisp, thin, and carried a strange, electric charge that made the Whisper-Moss on the Weaver’s hull pulse with a frantic, sapphire light. ​Kael stood at the threshold of the "Green Hall," but the way was barred. Two Bloom-Kin guards—their skin so saturated with resonance they looked more like statues of glowing amber than men—held pikes of hardened obsidian.

In the eastern part of Exasword lay an island called Cloud Reverie Isle, known for its dense cluster of ancient ruins. Once inhabited, the population gradually dwindled until none remained, leaving it desolate and abandoned. One night, clouds veiled the sky and winds howled, enveloping Cloud Reverie Isle in a somber and ominous aura, hinting at an impending storm. Amidst this gloom, a figure materialized on the island, drawing the winds and clouds around them. Shortly after, another figure arrived, exuding an even stronger presence.

That was accurate! Ambrose nodded silently; he agreed with Eira's statement. Then, he watched Hacken closely as he waited for an answer. Hacken smiled bitterly, and he was about to speak. Buzz! Suddenly, Coral Island trembled. Even though the frequency of the vibration was mild, everyone felt it. It felt like an earthquake. "Look!" Then, someone outside shouted, and everyone looked toward the distant horizon. Far away in the distant sky where the Nine Mainland was located, thick black fog formed in the atmosphere like it was the end of the world.

I will turn this over to my assistant to tell you about something special we have created just for you. “Thank you, Mr. Halifax. As a special part of your week’s stay, we have provided hidden treasures around the island to make your romantic experience even more exciting. Please take time to travel to all corners of the island and explore. I can assure you won’t be disappointed in your stay. We have equipped our special locations with many hidden gems to make your week a true adventure. Have fun and... Welcome to Sizzle Island!”

May kung anong pinindot 'to sa maliit na hawak na remote bago may lumabas na larawan sa malaking screen sa harap kaya napatingin ako dun. Isang Isla. "Here ... Island of heart, an Island where the Windsors own it. Island of heart is one of their hideouts. This is not their main hideout. Ang Isla na ito ay nasa dulo ng Luzon kaya naman ay hindi 'to agad na detect ng satellite natin, they have their own signal and that Island is a private property at sobrang higpit ng seguridad nila na kahit ang satellite natin ay hindi agad 'to na detect. Magaling ang hacker nila dahil agad na nalalabanan nito ang pagpasok ni A sa security system wall nila. Malakas ang firewall na gamit nila kaya hindi 'to na

However, suddenly, there was a hong sound from the center of Immortal Island, breaking the silence. The rolling smoke and dust suddenly turned into a pillar and rose into the sky.

It was covered by a pink-colored mist, emitting a faint fragrance. That pink mist had the color of peach blossoms. The island was covered with peach blossoms. The flowers were blooming and extremely beautiful. Layers of transparent shields covered the entire island. Obviously, this island had been hit by huge waves not long ago. The ports and docks on all sides of the island were a little messy. Fortunately, the island was protected by inscription tactical deployments, so it was not affected by the disaster. This was the largest island within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and it was located at the edge of the area where the killing tribulation of heaven and earth took place, so it

Haze must have some good news, maybe that's why he invited us here tonight. "I heard about the fire at your new museum, Eli. Do you need help?" Haze asked, his gaze fixed intently on me. I paused, hesitant to speak. I didn't want to discuss my problems, not when it seemed like he had something positive to share. I offered a faint smile, weighing my response carefully.

A ripple spread across the water. The air shimmered. And before our eyes... an island slowly appeared. Not rising from the sea. Simply becoming visible. White cliffs caught the sunlight. Green forests covered gentle hills. A waterfall poured into a crystal-blue lagoon. Flowers bloomed along the shoreline. It looked as though someone had painted paradise into existence. Hope whispered, "Has it been here the whole time?" Caelum studied the island carefully. "I believe so." "It simply chose not to be seen." The Wayfinder drifted closer.

I say, unimpressed. “Yes, and not just any. This map dates back five hundred years.” “It look a lot like the newer ones.” “But here.” He points. I step forward, stepping dangerously close to him. My body betrays me and thrums in response. “A small island.” I say, peering at the spot. “The Mizuki Island.” “I’ve never heard of it.” I say. “That’s because it‘s not on the newer maps.” “Strange. Overtaken by the waters?”