Island Stranded Novels & Stories

A few days ago, she privately sold my island worth two billion, and then colluded with my brother and fiancé to slander me at school. "They want to label me as a mental patient, lock me away, and steal my island, avoiding legal consequences!" The crowd was stunned into silence. "Two billion? I’ve never heard of such a sum. How could a sponsored student steal so much?" "Could it be that Luna is too mentally ill and is just rambling?" "Yeah, how could a sponsored student get the sponsor’s documents and sell an island?" Listening to the crowd's doubts, Xena smiled despite being anxious earlier.

My wealthy parents, Derek Miller and Veronica Wright, worry that my brother Wilbur Miller and I will abuse our power and status. To prevent this, they assign us to their aviation company, forcing us to work the longest and most exhausting flights. During one flight to Kampland, a riot breaks out in the country, and the return flight is canceled. I call Mom and Dad, begging them to send a plane to bring Wilbur and me home, but they rebuke me coldly. "William Miller, fearlessness in the face of danger is the most basic quality of a flight attendant! Stop thinking about running away from your problems! You will return only when that return flight does." Desperate, Wilbur and I pull every st

The stern buckled, the plastic bubbling into a black, sticky tar that hissed as the water ate it whole. Saskia scrambled up the ramp on all fours, hyperventilating, her throat burning from the sour fumes drifting off the water. They lay on the cold stone floor of the garage, gasping for clean air, watching their boat dissolve into a floating puddle of oil fifty feet below them. They were alive, but they were stranded on the bare rock, two miles from the top of the ridge, with nothing left but the bag in James’s hand. From the high balcony of Unit 30A, Betony watched the wave hit the base of the mountain.

"Are you alright?" "I’m fine." I insisted, sitting up and taking in the scene. Now that we were out of danger of drowning, the reality of the situation was hitting us. We had managed to make it to Tenebris Island, but our way back was destroyed. Now what were we going to do? "We need to find shelter." I muttered as lightning flashed above and the wind that was already raging grew stronger. "We can’t do anything in this storm." "Right." Hans responded. "Shall I go and see if I can find anything?"

His voice was hoarse, his bloodshot eyes locked firmly on her wet thighs. The unyielding, unforgiving shape of his erection strained fiercely against the coarse hemp. "Up ahead... there is an uninhabited island where we can shelter. We must dock the boat there first." He gripped the oars with ruthless force. At the mention of an uninhabited island, a sharp thrill of dread settled in her lower belly. Isolated with a man harboring such monstrous size beneath this torrential rain—it was glaringly obvious what transgressive acts would unfold.

“Do I look like a prince or a hero?” Jayden swallowed without a word as the ship lurched forward, speeding heavily. Minutes blurred as they sat on the ship, Ronan's arm draped tightly over Jayden's waist, a grip Jayden struggled to loosen. Just when Jayden was already giving up, the ship engine died. He looked up instantly and before him was a massive island in the middle of the dark water, green, wild and impossibly quiet. They stepped down together and Ronan finally set him free. Jayden scanned his environment slowly, his chest heaving.

We were all thinking the same thing. "We'll use this as base camp," Justin decided. "Fix it up, make it livable." For once, I agreed with him completely. As the sun started to lower toward the horizon, painting the sky orange and pink, we worked together to reinforce the shelter. Three mates, stranded on an island, with no powers and no idea how to get home. Whatever game someone was playing with us, we were stuck playing along. For now.

The deep blue sea stretched endlessly before Alice’s eyes, the salty ocean breeze threading through her tangled hair. She stood by the small window of her confinement, her gaze darting around in search of an escape route. The island wasn’t large, but its rugged terrain and strict security made fleeing nearly impossible. Since being kidnapped and brought here by Cliff, Alice had tried every possible way to escape, but all her attempts had ended in failure. The guards were always on high alert, and no matter how hard she tried, every path was blocked.

Despite being very worried about Adele, he collapsed into an armchair and closed his eyes to rest, falling into a deep sleep as he hadn't done for days. Meanwhile, on the island, Santiago and his men had managed to beach the boat as much as possible. It tilted against the onslaught of waves that were becoming increasingly violent, along with the wind and rain that fell in large quantities. They tied it to the rocks, trying to keep it in place and prevent it from moving too much.

Eli felt that Sean was a little too close to her, so she pushed him away gently and changed the topic, "Are we there yet? It feels like it's taking us forever." "We'll reach the port soon." "The port?" Eli turned to him in shock and asked, "Do we have to take a boat to reach that place?" "Yes, it's on an isolated island." "F*ck. Why does everyone like the islands? They are far away from civilization and the roads are so dangerous," Eli complained.