Island Novels & Stories

Alexander scoffed. "Anyways," he began, "I was glad I was washed ashore right next to some mark I found. I know this island..." "Wait... 'island'?" Matthew gasped. "Yes - Salitant Island." "Salitant? What's that?" "No one knows. But it is said that someone found this island over a million years ago. They say whoever found it named this island after what he had found: Atlantis." Matthew gasped at Alexander who just stood there looking as calm as a cow enjoying grass.

tanong ko sa kanya. "Marami po. Hindi ko po maisa isa. Para lang po siyang city. May nga nagtitinda ng damit, pagkain, mga gamit, at iba pa. May mga bar din doon tuwing gabi, may swimming pool din po dahil bawal na po pag gabi sa dagat, may mga fortune teller din, magic shows, at marami pang iba." mahabang sabi niya. Oh I understand now. I bet that island is fun. I feel excitement in me. 'Yung unang isla kasi na pinuntahan namin dati walang katao tao.

It appeared to be an island. A lonely island in a blue sea. Behind him is a tropical jungle where temperatures reach 30 degrees and Ethan Brooks is starting to get weak from the constant sweating and won't last much longer if he can't find water to drink. The crash happened in the early hours of the morning, and it's now been more than eight hours, and help has yet to arrive. Ethan Brooks is getting scared. He's not Bell, there's no camera crew here, and he's watched wilderness survival

Meniscus, the only place; an object made of earth and air and fire and water, twice the sizes of the cooling moons, has sustained the growing life that the God of Man has successfully conjured. Divided into four lands, the north, east, south and the west, it had slowly flourished and turned into the marvelous state it is in now. On the northern part of the realm, situated between the Great Ice and the Varietal Sea, is the bountiful continent of Veldt. Dotted with numerous islets, it has been long painted as the precious gems of the North. One of this was the telltale paradise,most have heard from the mouth of marauders and voyager who had seen the premises, the city of Florin, land of the bl

Bamby said in between kissing Ysabella’s cheeks. “I know right! Long time no see, no talk, no messages, no communication my dear friend. You know how much I miss you. I didn’t realize that in that span of time, you would be very busy exploring the 7,107 islands of this country finding some debris. Oh, I’m sorry. I mean some newbie,” Ysabella said mockingly. “I’m sorry I haven’t sent you a text message in a long while in order to update you on my whereabouts. I didn’t know you would be that interested,” Bamby responded.

folder lay open before her, its pages illuminated by the harsh, flickering hum of a fluorescent bulb that sounded like a trapped insect. She wasn't looking at the lab reports anymore. She was staring at her father’s map. The island was a tiny, jagged speck in the Grenadines called Isla de Sombra—Shadow Island. It didn't appear on any commercial nautical charts, but in the Vane family ledger, it was listed as the "Primary Asset."

He handed her a glass of chilled pomegranate juice, fortified with the nutrients Dr. Aris had prescribed. Rage hadn't slept. He sat across from her, a bank of four monitors built into the mahogany side-table of the jet. He was currently reviewing the biometric scans of every single staff member waiting for them on the island. "The island is off the grid, Sabi," Rage said, sensing her tension without looking up. "It’s a natural volcanic outcrop in the South Pacific. I bought it through a shell company seven years ago. Even the GPS coordinates are encrypted with a rolling cipher. Not even your father’s best algorithms can find us

From that day on, Edith barely left my side. She personally changed my bandages and gave me water. Her movements were clumsy, yet achingly tender. The psychologist, Ambrose Diaz, came multiple times. However, I remained silent, refusing to utter a single word. As for Lucille, she pulled every string she had and joined forces with Edith's people, launching a frantic investigation into everyone connected to Paradise Island. Those people had already planned to flee abroad to lay low, but they were all intercepted at the airport transit hub. The moment they were caught, just one look at Lucille was enough to make their legs go weak. They dropped to their knees and

Island for Dickgirls: Health Class A new dickgirl teacher and her five horny dickgirl students. Introduction San Clemente is a small island off the coast of California in an archipelago known as the Channel Islands. It is about 55 miles out to sea and is the property of the United States government. The island is around 57 square miles (twice the size of Manhattan). It is a very long and narrow island shaped a bit like an old fashioned straight razor blade. The coast line is craggily and the interior is relatively flat and grassy. The

glowed with a steady, sapphire light. "And?" Audrey asked. "The Sea of Salt’s End isn't a cliff, Mother. It’s a bridge," Mara said, handing over a roll of new, high-density parchment. "There are islands. Not made of glass or ice, but of living wood. They have their own resonance. They call it 'The Pulse'."