Island Novels & Stories

Sebastian was speechless. He had already treated Holden nicely. However, at that moment, Sebastian could not hold it in anymore and said dreadfully coldly, “Holden, your island has a thirty kilometers distance measuring from east to west and fifty kilometers measuring from north to south. It's half of Star Island in size. Do you think I can take it down in one hour or half an hour?”

The island was called Ilha das Pedras on no official map and something entirely different in Marta's private geography. It was small — a few hectares of granite and scrub pine above the waterline, a natural harbor on the eastern side that could swallow a small boat without difficulty, a white house that faced the ocean and had been here long enough to have become part of the rock.

Sucking in a deep breath, I decide to trust him and turn my head to the window. Oh. wow. Through the glass, I see an island that looks like it was ripped straight from a postcard. All the white sand beaches, crystal blue water and lush green hills dotted with colorful buildings. "Welcome to Isla del Sol, home to the islander wolves of the Yellow Stone Pack " Liam says beside me and the smile on my face can't be wiped off. ```` The moment we step off the plane, heat and humidity wrap around me like a blanket, making me regret the jeans I wore for travel.

Eli felt that Sean was a little too close to her, so she pushed him away gently and changed the topic, "Are we there yet? It feels like it's taking us forever." "We'll reach the port soon." "The port?" Eli turned to him in shock and asked, "Do we have to take a boat to reach that place?" "Yes, it's on an isolated island." "F*ck. Why does everyone like the islands? They are far away from civilization and the roads are so dangerous," Eli complained.

​The private island of Ilha de Prata was a jagged tooth of white sand and volcanic rock rising out of the turquoise expanse of the Indian Ocean. It was a place that didn't exist on any commercial map, a sovereign sanctuary Sierra had purchased under a shell company when she first realized that the world would never stop hunting her children. Here, the air was free of the metallic hum of the Spire and the suffocating scent of the Northern Alliance. It smelled only of salt, sun-drenched hibiscus, and the deep, terrifyingly quiet pulse of the sea.

His gaze became hard. “I don’t think he was ever gone.” Mara felt her stomach collapsed. She approached Noah involuntarily. “What do you mean?” Noah slowly raised the view of the dense forest behind her camp. “This island is bigger than you think.” The sentence hit her strange. She knew she hadn't seen everything. But there was more in his voice. Not only larger in terms of area. But full of places that were hidden. Noah came close to her. His voice was suddenly hardly more than a whisper.

Manuela whispered. “I’m certain I’m right. Your husband is in love with you.” Suzie stated firmly, holding Manuela’s gaze. “By the way—what’s Isla Paraiso? Is it a place, or literally an island?” Suzie asked curiously, and Manuela let out a small laugh. “Don’t bother trying to find out—but I can tell you this much: it’s not a normal island.” Manuela replied. The answer only made Suzie more intrigued.

I took few steps to the table where they were, to pick them. The man at the door who had called me earlier was speechless when I came out of my room. 'Why is he looking lost?' I wondered. I waved my hand over his face to draw his attention. "Hello." "Uhm... Yes. Three minutes remaining." "Alright." "You're putting on your microphone and name tag right?" "Yes." I pointed at where I had put both of them. I could hear the booming voice of the host from where I stood. "It's your host again, Logan Ward. Welcome to the eleventh season of Love Isle. As usual, we have ten singletons from all walks of life. They will be living together in this luxurious villa, hoping to find their perfect match."

It was our second honeymoon, as he promised. So here we are in the Virgin Islands at Trunk Bay Beach. We are staying near the area, and if you haven’t been here, you have to put it on your bucket list. The water is undeniably beautiful. There are not a lot of people here on this side of the beach–correction, I haven’t seen a soul. It was just the two of us at the moment, and it was perfect. “Baby, why did you wear this sexy bikini?” Alec whispered in my ear, behind me, as his hands roamed the sides of my body, down to my hips and thighs. This time, it wasn’t the sun making me feel hot.

" Xena was stunned by my slap, her prepared lines left unsaid as her cheeks swelled up. Orion, seeing this, angrily shoved me to the ground and yelled, "I can't believe you're so petty, hitting a classmate over something so trivial!" I looked at Orion's bulging veins and coldly sneered, "If you think so little of my island, then why don't you buy it back from Xena for me?" Orion stared at me in disbelief. "Your island is worth over two billion. Where am I supposed to get that kind of money?"