Island Paradise #2 Novels & Stories

It felt almost unreal. Ryan laughed softly, wrapping an arm around me. “Not just mine. Ours. Consider this our private retreat. The thought of it—an entire island, untouched and serene, where we could simply be together—sent a thrill through me. Once we landed, a small team greeted us, but they quickly disappeared after helping us settle in. It was just the two of us, alone in paradise. Ryan wrapped his arms around me from behind, pulling me close against him. I leaned into his chest, the steady beat of his heart grounding me. “Welcome to paradise,” he whispered, his lips grazing my ear. A soft shiver ran through me, heightening every sense.

We talked about something else and I gave donations to AHO again and then we went to Desire Paradise. It was three twenty PM when we arrived at the island and it is still like before, it is considered a paradise by those who travel here, white sand, sky blue ocean, cottages made of nipa with a roof and wooden walls. There is a floating restaurant on the other side of the island, many shops and many people strolling and bathing in the crystalline waters of the sea. They seem to be enjoying it! "Secretary Fhara," I called attention to the Secretary who was busy looking at the stores. "Yes Sir?"

He smiled at her when he was done and walked towards her and held her hand. "C'mon." He said leading her to the limo waiting for them and the chauffeur readily opened the door for them and they entered and were taken to the private island Little Pipe Cay. The island was breathtaking with a serene view of the ocean. "This place is amazing and beautiful." Kylie said in astonishment as she walked into the house. Despite being in a secluded area,there was nothing rustic about the house. It was outfitted with modern amenities and updated decor featuring colorful prints. "How much is it worth?" She asked him as she ran her fingers on the leather sofa.

It irritated Riley that on their last day of vacation, she straddled Adrian early in the morning, warning him, "No working today, Honey. You promised me alone time, yet you were on the phone too much. Today is our last day on the island. We are leaving tomorrow. We need to make the most of our vacation." Thanks to Riley's actions, Adrian had become fully awake. He rubbed his eyes and chuckled. He said in his bedroom voice, "I agree with you, Honey. We should make the most of our time here. That's why we will go to the next island on a private date." Riley gasped. She asked, "Really, The one behind this island? Isn't that an inhabited island?" "Yes, that one. It's a bigger island, and while i

He made it sound like some fairytale life. I even smiled when he said he loved me. I let him hold my hand. I leaned into his touch once. But in my head, I was counting exits. In two days, I’d mapped the whole yacht. Learned which cameras had blind spots. Which guards took smoke breaks. And I’d found the lifeboat at the rear deck. Small. White. Hidden. No cameras around it. And it had an engine. That’s all I needed. The name of the yacht was Paradise. It made me sick every time I saw it.

We dropped the twins off at their vacation spot, then we went to ours. Adriel and I talked about our dreams, our hopes, and our future together. As we approached the island, I looked out of the window and gasped. The moon bathed the landscape in a soft, silvery light, and the ocean stretched out before us, shimmering like a vast expanse of liquid diamonds. The island itself was a lush paradise, its sandy shores kissed by gentle waves, and vibrant tropical foliage extending into the heart of the land. Not to mention the "I LOVE YOU, ROSE!" written with rose petals on the floor.

I'm trying to give you support,” I answered uncomfortable with the closeness. But it wasn’t because of the strange position I was in because I had never done this with a woman, but because that position felt strangely good. I supposed it was due to the complex girl I was holding. But most likely it was due to the unfulfilled desire that had come over me since I arrived on the island three days ago. Since then, we had fallen into a strange but comfortable routine. I had dedicated myself to exploring the island, discovering that Abbie had a vegetable garden, and not only had Peter and Wendy (her chickens) but she also had a considerable number of young which she called the lost boys.

in paradise island. The kisses didn't stop until I had my arms around her and lifted her up to sit on the table, spreading her legs slowly apart. Her eyes widened in lust. I took my time. This time, I was taking control. She seemed to like it. "I'm going to take you to pleasure island." I mumbled softly to her ears. She was already filled with lust now, as I watched her hands moved around her chest caressing her boobs.

Reasonable honestly. Then Lily understood. A little. Not enough. But a little. Then another page. Another sentence. And suddenly Thomas stopped. Completely stopped. His face went pale. Then Adrian stepped closer. "What?" Thomas couldn't answer. Then Adrian looked at the journal himself. And froze. Lily hated that. Adults kept freezing. Every time they read something. Then finally Adrian read it aloud. "The island returns every twenty years." Silence. Nobody spoke. Then: "This storm marks its return."

I said, then brought my right breast closer to Isabella's lips. She struggled to get it in her mouth but I helped her. I began to rock back and forth and hummed. As time passed Isabelle finally went to sleep. I leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Je t'aime tellement Isabelle." I whispered. [French translation: I love you so much, Isabella.] "And so does your father." I closed my eyes and yawned. I need to sleep. My breathing is slow and steady as I hold Isabelle in my arms. With all the terrible things that are happening. I felt safe when I had her in my arms. I felt closest to him.