Island Paradise #2 Novels & Stories

My mind raced, pleasure teetering on the edge of panic. What if this paradise turns to hell again? What if I lose him now, just when I've claimed everything; the island, man, and this forbidden fire?

Then, their bodies dissolved into countless, shimmering golden motes of light, drifting upward and vanishing into the brilliant sun. I could no longer hold back my tears. I believed my own life would end with their departure, my wish finally spent. But then, the system chimed one last time. [Because Player Cassidy has accomplished a feat of redemption unprecedented since the game's creation, her selfless sacrifice has profoundly moved the foundational laws of 'Terminal Paradise'. [The laws have determined that such devotion deserves an equivalent miracle. [The system will return an equal reward—"Miracle Healing." [Congratulations, Cassidy Eden. You have been reborn.]

The silence on the other end was awkward and heavy. "Oh," the man said, his drunken confidence fading. "You didn't know? I just assumed you two... well, never mind." He cleared his throat. "I'll send the photos to you. You can see for yourself." A few seconds later, a series of photos appeared on Cesare's phone, and he opened them one by one. The location was tagged as Paradise Island. The first photo showed the ocean, which was so clear and blue that it was almost transparent. It was gorgeous to look at.

Me After what you did to our mother and sister, you think we want shit to do with you? Ramos Not sure. I guess we will see! Fuck my life. I don't want anything to do with that fucking bastard. He has some bloody nerve, after everything he did. A phone calls causes the vibrations to shoot through my hands, making me look down at the caller identification. It's Isabella. I answer immediately, knowing what this might be about. "Ciao, sorella." I answer, greeting her. (Hello, sister.)

“Paradise Island. You really want to go?” “He invited us down during the winter break.” “And you want to go?” “I think it would be a good idea to go and I can see what it’s all about. He claims it’s as close to a utopia as I’ll ever see and I honestly think I’d like to be the judge of that myself.” “Wow, yes, if you’d like.” “Also, it would be nice to go somewhere where we aren’t hiding from everything and everyone. We can be a couple, kiss in public, make love on the beach.” Laughing, I rolled my eyes at him. “You want to make love on the beach?”

Kyla Eva . I Island was not that far. It's a private one owned by Morris, one of Enzo's cousins. It's beautiful here. The sand is white, and the water is crystal clear. Morris Paradise stood in the middle with high securities all over the place. There's no escape here because everything around is surrounded by water. Kylie was tied up when I entered the room. She was asleep but looked well. There are no marks of abuse on her skin—quite the opposite of how I was treated back then.

Everleigh murmured, not sure how to feel about the sudden revelation. Savannah seemed eager to lighten the mood. “Don’t mind them,” she said, waving a hand dismissively. “The real question is—do you like the food?” Everleigh smiled, her tension easing. “Yes, it’s delicious.” Savannah’s eyes sparkled with excitement. “There’s a place here called Paradise. The food is phenomenal.” Both Rufus and Theo visibly stiffened at the mention of the name, their expressions turning comically wary. Everleigh’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Why do they look nervous when you mention Paradise?” she asked Savannah curiously.

They were enjoying the scenery, the breeze and each other's company. She can feel that he just wanted to spend more time with her, just as she was with him. "What is it that you love so much about this island?" he asked. She looked at the horizon, her eyes sparkled, "What's not to love? It's Paradise island ... the island of ..." "The gods ... yes, I was told," he looked in the same direction she was gazing at, he found it too. There was peaceful energy in the air, a quietness that lets the sounds of nature sips into the soul.

his voice trailed off. Sherry's eyes snapped in curiosity. "What solution?" Russell grinned. "This is not my only property in this area. I have another resort, the sister resort I'm talking about, located a few hours from here. It's called Nature's Paradise Resort. It has the same state-of-the-art amenities as mine on this island. And I also have a penthouse there at the top of the hotel. We can stay there so that when your husband comes here, he can't find you," he suggested mischievously.

💦 Welcome to Paradise💦 The private seaplane touched down on the crystal-clear water surrounding the private island at exactly 4:17 PM. I stepped off the dock onto warm white sand, the hem of my short white sundress fluttering in the tropical breeze. My heart was racing. This was supposed to be a quiet, luxurious getaway for two weeks on a billionaire’s private island to recover from a brutal breakup and burnout. The owner was away on business, and I had been assured the island was fully staffed but completely private.