Island Of The Unwanted Cast Novels & Stories

I appreciate all of my readers and hope to produce a great book that will have you all coming back for more. It’s the start of hurricane season here so I’m hoping to keep going. I have several ideas running through my head so hopefully this book will be done shortly so I can get started on all the other books I have in mind. I hope everyone has a wonderful day. The Unwanted Luna is just getting to the good parts. There is some graphic content and some cuss words and definitely there is going to be some sex scenes. As this is my first book ever I’m trying to make it simple but again I have wanted to write books since I was child. I was always taught to go for what you want to achieve. So here

Isla's POV Calista stepped forward with that slow, confident walk she always had, like she owned whatever ground she set foot on. I really hated her for bullying Killian. She looked at Killian, then at Scott, then at me, as if measuring who could be bartered and who could not. “You want your son pack's freedom back,” she said, voice soft but sharp. “You want an end to this little chaos. I want my family intact, and I want my daughter’s future secure. Hear me out.”

" She asked worriedly. The omega nervously looked down, feeling the pressure of everyone's gaze on him. Calvin gently wrapped his arms around the boy, pulling him to his chest. The beta's pheromones calmed his mate. "I-I don't want to be a-around a lot of p-people for now… I'm just-I'm just not ready… " "Oh, don't worry about that, dear, " Scarlett's smile came back in a second. "You won't have to be around a lot of people because you're going to a private Island. There'll be only some workers other than you four on the Island, " "A private Island? " Evelyn's eyes widened. "That must be so expensive… "

She is not exactly a bad person but she is way too proud of herself and her family. Her son is at a good post in the pack army and her daughter has gone out of the state to study. Perfect, right? Well, that's what she thinks. In reality, her son is running an underground gang in the pack and her daughter is too busy whoring on the streets of California. I'm getting closer to the drinks table and I decide to go with simple lemonade today, even though it's my eighteenth birthday, and you're supposed to get drunk as fuck on that day but I'm not interested.

“A few years after they adopted your mother, they were surprised to learn they had conceived naturally after all that time. A few short months later, your Aunt Isabella was born. They raised both girls in Spain until the time they were teenagers before coming to America and joining the Forest Trails Pack. So you see, your aunt is from an Irish bloodline. She’s the only one I can think of to ask.” “But, we haven’t seen her in over five years, since before mama-“ Kat stopped short of mentioning her mother’s death. “Do you even know how to reach her? What if she doesn’t want to help me?” “I still have some contacts at Forest Trails. We chat from time to time. I was told Isabella went back to Sp

Malachi sat at the back of the boat, one hand on the tiller, watching me with those unreadable eyes. "You'll like it on the island," he said finally. "It's not as bad as they say. There's a community there. People who've been cast out, just like you." I didn't respond. I wasn't listening to him. My mind was racing, searching for any way out of this. Blackthorn Island. A prison without walls. A place people went to disappear forever. But unlike others who accepted their fate to be on the Island, I refused to end up there. I wouldn't let them erase me.

I roll my eyes and try to calm down. “Hi, I’m Dom. Don’t believe we’ve met, I’ve been too captivated by your friend here to notice you.” He says while looking seductively at the stupid boy who was all shades of red now. I grimace but I don’t miss the subtle question he’s asking. I look at her to confirm that he really is just a friend. She doesn’t seem disturbed. Good. He is still an idiot though. “Oh, I’m Isla. And I’m sorry if I seemed rude interrupting you guys like that. Ev I’ll just wait at the bar for you.”

Aunt Lily was purchased by the powerful Lycan King Archer Isla Martago. I had everything I ever wanted growing up. Archer and Lily treated me like their own but I always felt like an outsider with them. Dwayne told me that I had to take over the family business and control island Isla Martago but that’s not what I wanted for myself. When I turned Dwayne down he banished me from the island. He knew I never wanted the business, he just wanted a reason to get rid of me because his precious daughter had feelings for me and that killed him. Nothing matters more to Dwayne than business, not even his own daughter.

A/N: ISLA PARAISO is a secluded private island owned by Lucifer Faust—a syndicate leader who deals in drugs and human trafficking via air, land, and sea exports. It is a gathering place for criminals seeking rest and pleasure. “We’ve arrived at Isla Paraiso. You may remove your blindfolds now.” Manuela pulled her blindfold off the moment the handsome captain gave the signal. She turned to Uno, who was fixing his hair—and found herself transfixed by his sharp features and commanding presence, the kind that would turn any woman’s head.

His grip was steady, no longer the iron shackle of a husband-by-contract, but the anchor of a partner. "Day one hundred and eighty," I whispered. "Not quite," Damien said, looking at the glowing burner phone in my hand. The screen flickered one last time. A message from an unknown number: *The Architect never builds a house she can't escape. See you in the Caymans, Queen.* I looked at the smoking ruins, then at the man I had married to survive. The Unwanted Bride was dead. The Harrington empire was ash. But the Vane legacy was just beginning.