Island Story Book Novels & Stories

Not that minded, it was nice to have a break and just do some girl-talk with my future sister in law. It’s been two weeks since Eric kidnapped me and brought me to the Lost Island. Two weeks since I discovered there were survivors in the Red Oak tribe. Two weeks since I told them that I would not only get them a meeting with the King but also get a very important spellbook back from the King’s clutches.

“Look over there. It’s dry there. Why is it wet here?” Almost as if Rachel has heard the question, her voice soars over to us. “The islands are not as simple as you think they are. The only island relatively normal is the Level Zero island. The rest are quite dangerous. You can walk directly from burning rays of the sun into rain and yet the sun is out on the other side. The forests in particular are more dangerous. As you advance to each island, you will notice that the level of danger increases. Which is why we don’t recommend students running around.” I suddenly remember my first day on this island when Anderson had pushed my hand into a stream full of vicious piranhas. I’d almost forgott

Ang akala ko kasi then will bump into some cargo skips tapos magnanakaw sila tapos manghohostage. "You looked so shocked Miss, iba nasa imagination mo ano?" he chuckled. Hindi na ako nagsalita dahil baka ma offend ko siya or what. "You said you'll bind it into a book. How?" I asked again. "We're writing and sketching it po. Tapos uuwi kami sa isla para ibigay ang mga nalalaman namin sa mga tao doon. They'll be the one responsible of multiplying a book into many books." sabi niya.

Lidia was one of the toppers in our literature class, who knew about every minor details of new words in vocabulary and their meanings. "Yes , so there are many myths about it but the most heard is that there was a queen who was admired by the beauty of this island because it looked so enticing so she decided to spend her autumn there under the yellow old trees of elm and hickory . But the glint of that Island was fake .There she fall in love with a commoner named Ian , but he betrayed her because he was a vampire and wanted a broken heart to free himself from the curse . That's why this Island is also called decepted island, which deceived everyone with it's fake glint,because of the betr

Shun Yu said it again,. "How about the island Shun ?" Kenzo ask, then Shun remembers the newly business there Society have. "oh I forgot the island the LGBTQ ISLAND as for the main island it will be here to, so Princess I'll give you some work to find a suitable island and buy it for this business " Shun again continue, Princess even nodded and smile,. "Woohh so what is this Island is all about?" Celestina ask one of the royalties,. they have no idea what is this island looks like.

This book is a draft. To be finished it is very important that you tell me what do you think about the story. Even if you can't get through the first chapter, say it in the comments, that helps a lot. The first part of the story takes place on a fictitious island besides Ireland called Kreg, shortly before the Victorian era in the 1700s. It tells about a genius prince, and a prince with a big heart, and the mystery behind it. Their destinies, for some reason, always give a way to tie them together even though they came in opposite directions.

Now, that's a question that did not answer up until now. (Adapted from The Niapachad Island; in the perspective of The Origins, first edition) *~*~*~*~* Lady Rebecca Davis, or also known as Becca by her friends and families, closed the book that she was currently reading about the history of her home country, The Niapachad Island; in the perspective of The Origins. The author was anonymous but the book was published for public usage as she did remember reading it when she was being tutored by one of the greatest minds on the island.

she said with some annoyance. "Cassarina, you'll know the book I'm talking about once you see it. Just open your eyes," the woman said. Cassarina stared at the old woman who had come to be her mentor and teacher in her black robe. She sighed and got back to work. As she checked the middle of the shelf, a certain book struck her observation. It had the title The Kingdom Itself: Snails on it. "That's a strange name for a kids' story," she whispered but bypassed it and continued the search.

I didn't feel bad about that. The children sat in rows on the deck, wrapped in blankets. Fifty of them. Fifty new faces. Fifty new stories of pain. Lily sat beside me. She hadn't let go of my hand. "Where are we going?" she asked. "Home," I said. "An island. There are other children there. Other Variants. You'll be safe." "Is the island magic?" I smiled. It was a small smile. Tired. But real. "No," I said. "But the people on it are."

she said with a wink. A million questions raced through Caitlin’s mind, but before she could ask, Polly began again, in her chipper tone, “This island is named Pollepel. The humans like to call it Bannerman’s Island, just because they don’t know what it’s really called, but Pollepel is the name. It’s been here since ancient times, and it’s always been a sacred place for our kind. For thousands of years, we used this place exclusively, no humans allowed. Even the Indians were scared of it: it was practically the only place in America they wouldn’t dare come. They knew that it was ours.