Lotf Island Novels & Stories

Tristan yelled at her excitedly above the roar of the engine and the wind. Tristan even proceeded to tell Lillian fondly of how he even befriended a sea otter that he had named Fred. It was raining on Bird island, a huge grey cloud was casting a huge shadow over the tiny coral island, As they neared the beautiful and much loved island they could now see a fog covering it, Lillian had already fallen in love with the Bird Island just by hearing Tristan talk excitedly about it. Tristan had slowed down the engine considerably now. They got more and more closer and now they realized that the fog was actually a huge cloud of white — ash!

"We're halfway there! Three more hours!" Three hours. Then they'd find out if Dante's instinct was right. If Leo was really on Flores. If they were wrong, if Leo was on Terceira, they'd be too late. Sienna pushed the thought away. They'd made their choice. Now they had to live with it. The sun rose slowly, fighting through storm clouds. By the time land appeared on the horizon, Sienna was soaked and shivering. "Flores," the fisherman announced. The island was exactly as described. Rugged. Volcanic. Dramatic cliffs rose straight out of churning ocean. Waterfalls cascaded down black rock faces. It looked prehistoric. Untouched.

I was a good swimmer though, and could hold my breath for a decent while, so this was my best option. There was an abundance of human life by the lake, people jetskiing, families having picnics, hell, even older couples fishing off the jetty, and it took awhile to see why no one landed on the island. A stray flyer clung to my leg thanks to the balmy breeze, and picking it up, everything became clear. The Island, aptly named Wolf Haven, advertised itself as a high end luxury resort. The prices were all in triple digits, making my belly squirm uneasily at the ridiculous amount, but it had the desired affect; none of the locals went anywhere near the place.

He then turned towards the stairs of his private jet, his gaze sharp and determined. “Call me if you are bored with your wife, Boss!” Irene exclaimed, waving her hand cheerfully. Robin didn't turn around, but he waved as he entered the luxury plane. Only Antonio was inside, waiting for him. Robin and Antonio then looked out the window as the plane with its luxurious interior began to take off. Leaving Luciano Island, which is four times as large as Solterra Island. “Antonio, take a good look around the island. You're probably going to miss it.” Robin stared at Luciano Island, which was beginning to appear distant with hateful eyes. “Prepare thoroughly as soon as we land.”

After what seemed like years, another voice responded from the other end of the line. "I got someone," Mark announced."Hello? Where are you?" The king and I waited anxiously, our eyes fixed on Mark's face. "Okay, copy that," he ended the call, facing the king. "They are on Lanlot Island." "Where is that?" The king grumbled and rushed out to ask questions amidst the puzzled stares of the locals. One of them, a grey-haired, lanky male gave directions telling us to take a taxi and then a ferry to the next island. We piled into the waiting taxi and sped off, leaving behind the helicopter.

“Anyway, there’s an island in this map called ‘Ostrigum Logenis,’ which is Ajenian for ‘The Wooden Door.’” “Really? Where is it?” Ishida asked impatiently. His eyes glowed as he was speaking. “Here, northeast of where we are.” The boy pointed to a long, thin patch of land, an island, on the map. “It seems to be one of the Sassarian Islands.” “To the island of Ostrigum Logenis we go!” Ishida declared. “Hold on tight, Father, I’m coming to find you!”

I pretended to be calm and asked, “Where is this ship headed to? Since you’ve involved me in your schemes, I should have the right to know this much, right? Will you please answer me, Gary?” Gary took in a nervous breath and remained silent for a while before he finally said, “To a group of islands called Lemenland.” I was stunned and couldn’t help but blurt out in response, “What?” “Legend has it that the islands are the place of rest for merpeople. Have you heard of it before?” I furrowed my brows. There was no way they were headed there just to sightsee. I asked, “What are you going there for?”

Only two executives are left until we reach the top of the food chain. I hear the sounds of machines as I look over at Kendall's side; sparks of blue light appear on or off as she works on another one of her crazy gadgets. I went through my head, figuring out the purpose of the island Eva purchased. She calls it Paradise Island, a small island off the coast of the Caribbean. Our air support captured the island unseen, and it only captured a small hut and no visual of Hugo or Eva. "What the hell is on that island?" I mumbled. I rub my head before my brain can be fried from all this thinking.

I was kicked, you can just touch me. "I know. I know. That's why you're asking, right?" I answered this annoyed. It's very OA because it's acting and it's obvious. "This one is high blood. But anyways, Snow Fall is an island located in the western ocean and there are many islands there. The place is breathtaking and a perfect getaway vacation." Gen answered me. I frowned. "Have you gone?" I still ask here. It shook its head. "That's why I want to go."

“It’s really cold outside. I opened your bag and folded your clothes as well. They’re in the drawer above mine.” I give her a grateful smile. I quickly wash up and find Beth waiting for me. A few of the kids have already left for the ferry. We’re all tired and subdued as we make our way to the ferry. On reaching the harbor, I blink. “That’s not a ferry.” It’s a smaller boat but we get on. Everybody is studying the maps and schedule we’ve been given. I decide to do the same. All five islands have names, it turns out. The island we arrived at yesterday is called Lorne Island, and the one we’re living on is called Misty Island. While the mess is going to be shared by everyone, the Zeroes and On