Island Zou Novels & Stories

She reached out and hugged them one after the other, overwhelmed by love and gratitude. Gabriel cleared his throat slightly, drawing everyone’s attention back to him. “This island,” he said calmly, his eyes locked on Isla, “is my first surprise. I bought it for us. For our family. A place where we can disappear whenever life gets too loud.” Isla gasped softly, her hands flew to her mouth. For a moment, she couldn't say a word. She turned to him slowly. “You… bought the island?” He nodded. “Every corner of it belongs to you and me.”

folder lay open before her, its pages illuminated by the harsh, flickering hum of a fluorescent bulb that sounded like a trapped insect. She wasn't looking at the lab reports anymore. She was staring at her father’s map. The island was a tiny, jagged speck in the Grenadines called Isla de Sombra—Shadow Island. It didn't appear on any commercial nautical charts, but in the Vane family ledger, it was listed as the "Primary Asset."

Five Years Later For the first time in five years, Yara let outsiders onto the island. The island wasn't just some nameless, uninhabited place anymore. After way too much back-and-forth, she finally settled on the name 'Evermeet Isle.' Seemed right—some people drifted in and out, but the ones who belonged? They stayed. Here, she'd only meet the ones who mattered. The name just fit. The island's untouched beauty caught the eye of a travel reality show director, and after months of negotiating, Yara agreed to let them film. But on her terms.

Storm asked as we walked along the beach. It was a perfect afternoon, like all the afternoons here were. The island itself was a veritiable paradise. Which made the craziness of its inhabitants all the more surreal. “Not yet,” I sighed. I mindlinked my grandfather twice a day. They still hadn’t found Zane or Astrid. No one knew where Scarlett or Alpha Skylar was. They were looking for this island, but it was a needle in a haystack. There are thousands of small, tropical islands. We didn’t even know which ocean we were in - the Pacific or the Atlantic.

he explained and Hazel reminisced on when she had pulled him out of the burning car. “So here I am…ready to offer her that” he added and everyone’s gaze became teary before an image displayed at the background. “Is that a portrait?” “A picture of an island?” the guests whispered amongst themselves and even Hazel was left confused. “This island was recently discovered and is being developed right now…it’s called Hazel island,” he blurted and they all stared at him in disbelief. “He fucking bought you an island.” Tasha screamed in disbelief, and Hazel shook her head in denial. That couldn’t be possible, right?

Ethan Brooks didn't take the answer. "Well, boil the crabs." It wasn't time to eat yet, but both of them were insanely hungry. Although Ethan Brooks ate most of the crab at Luna's insistence, it was still a drop in the bucket. He didn't realize that hunger was such a horrible thing. Both of them were on a deserted island for three days. Over three days, the total intake was about a dozen coconuts, up to one and a half crabs, and 30 or 40 clams. And yesterday, he was certain that he lost at least 500 cc's of blood. Even a slight vertigo and indirect tinnitus have started. And that's just in the afternoon, he helped Luna get her nest fixed up again.

She could also see the Mediterranean Sea in the distance. “To clear up your confusion, we are at Papa’s beach, and this is one of the most beautiful beaches in Greece. I thought you would love this as a honeymoon location.” Zora, though rich, had been too focused on business and revenge before. Honestly, she had never heard of this place. “I’m fascinated to be here.” “Great. Let me explain further. This is Calilo on the Greek Island of IOS. There are only 35 suites in this hotel, and each room is unique. No two rooms are the same.”

The least mafia-like student was training? Unfortunately, there was no time for idle chat. The trio set off from Pirate’s Bay into the forest with Zen as the navigator. According to Zen, the island was split into nine zones. However, only five maps were available. They had parts of five maps, and the unmarked four areas of the island must contain something interesting. None of the scout teams reported back yet, so Zen wanted to check on the closest blank spot. “Help!” someone screamed from a distance, and Zen stiffened.

“I need to know right now where the Nemesis base of operations is.” “Why would you need to know that?” The ex leader blustered, before realising. “You can’t be thinking of going there? They’ll destroy you.” He knew it was a mistake to say that as soon as it came out of his mouth. Isabelle turned round, the fury showing in here eyes. “I think that you underestimate me!” She almost screamed at the now powerless Brethren Member who had dared to question her. “I think it would be in your best interest to be careful not to do it again.” She managed the last part in a much more controlled voice.

* * * Zayn Alpha King Soren has been talking his mate off a cliff for the past hour, which is about as long as it takes to travel from the port in Ormer Isle, the closest island of KiloKilo to Maatua. In fact, from the port, I could see Maatua’s big island on the horizon. I doubt any of us truly knew how close we were to each other without the veil in the way.