Lotf Island Novels & Stories

They came to the end of the ride and Lola looked at the large expansion of waters realizing they were on an island. "Don't ever think about escaping again" she remembered that was all he said to her. Escaping was out of the question she would be caught before she left the mansion grounds. And even if she passed the mansion grounds. The streets wasn't a bit safe and there was no way she could leave this Island on her own she didn't even know what country this island was located nearest to. The only escape was of she could sneak on a ship or yacht that had come once to the island. She had binoculars in her room the used to spy on the outside world. At least she learnt something in her 5 days

“The Third Tide’s about revelation. Truth. That’s what the Testament said.” Jonas looked at her, eyes shadowed. “And how exactly does truth drown people?” Sefina coughed, voice dry. “Because it takes away the lie you need to live.” --- They found the island on the third day. It was no more than a reef—flat, colorless, ringed with bones. No vegetation. No water. No sound but the endless shimmer of the light. Maya stepped off the boat with the dagger at her waist and the Testament wrapped in a black oilskin across her back.

The Island came into view and Mark stood up at the windows for a better look. It was gorgeous, a tropical paradise of palm trees and beautiful white sandy beaches. The cliffs that rose up out of the water to the east and west were natural and rugged and the structures he could see seemed to enhance the natural beauty rather than detract from it. "It's better than I imagined," Mark admitted. "I know," Jasmine said, standing beside him. "I love it here." Mark could feel the nerves building in his stomach again as the boat approached the pier and all too soon it was alongside it, the crew tying the Betsy against it. He could see several people waiting at the end of the pier and he took a deep b

“What is your island called?” Enzo looked dreamy as he replied with a sigh, “Isolda di San Pietro. The whole island is our territory, but as with most places nowadays, we share with the humans. The tourists keep our identity hidden, but you have to be a bit wolfy to be able to live permanently on the island. It's pack owned.” I resisted the urge to laugh at his “bit wolfy” comment, biting the inside of my cheek. I didn't want him thinking I was laughing about his home which he was clearly passionate about.

“How impatient. I guess there’s no harm anyway. We’ll be somewhere on the island nation of Phulu.” “Phulu? That’s across the ocean.” “That’s right. I’m sure you’ll be able to track down given that much info.” “Can’t you just tell me directly?” “It’s her idea. Humour her, will ya?” “Tedious, but if that’s the case, sure.” Matthew agreed to it although he didn’t understand. Persuading Loki would be pointless anyway. “By the way, I noticed that you’ve been busy behind the scenes. What did you find?” Loki asked.

“But let’s do that later, dear Liz, when we have the proper funding. Right now, I think we should just enjoy our vacation.” Lisa nodded her head and looked around her. She realized that they were entering the archipelago that they saw from the cliff. Tall pillars and other rock formations created by millennia of weathering towered over them while the islets that dotted the area surrounded them. Lisa knew how difficult it could be navigating through the waters between the islands and relied on the expert navigation of their boatman. The boatman was silent all throughout their trip and focused on steering the boat. His face looked relaxed, even bored, as the boat glided over the water. Lisa co

“Even then, not many people know about it. Only Vee and I, and Nimue back in the day, knew the exact location. I guess she could guide you there, but it’s hidden away—an island in the middle of the ocean. It’s small, but absolutely stunning. If it weren’t for the magic that conceals it, I’m sure humans would have found it by now. His words painted an image in my mind—lush greenery, hidden waterfalls, a secluded paradise untouched by greed. I could almost hear the waves lapping at the shore, feel the cool mist of cascading water against my skin. A rich businessman would probably turn it into a luxury vacation spot, building cabins along the shore and renting them out to tourists. But it’s unt

"Even his own parents don’t know and have to ask a neighbor. You two really did a great job as parents. Forget it. For Silas’s sake, I won’t bother arguing with you." I stared in disbelief at the clothes, toys, and gifts piled around me. With all of them beside me, I didn’t look quite so ugly anymore. "Will you forgive them?" Snowy asked, licking its paw. "You spent your entire life drawing lots. Wasn’t it all just to get their love? These things represent love. You’ve gotten it now." Alas, I was already dead. What was the point of getting it now? "I want to go find Grandma," I said.

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."

The glowing green trajectory line had reached its final destination point. ​"We are here," Chloe announced, her voice filled with a profound, quiet awe. ​Julian stood upright, his dark eyes looking out through the massive windshield. ​Rising majestically from the crystal blue water was a cluster of lush, vibrant islands. It was the sovereign, self governing archipelago Chloe had secured with her hidden ghost ledgers. The landscape was absolutely breathtaking. Towering green cliffs plunged directly into the sea, framing hidden white sand beaches and dense, untouched forests.