Moa Island Novels & Stories

“We just had word that Moira is on the move.” The wind whipped around anthony’s legs, making his blood run cold. Moira, the ruthless she-dragon with a vendetta against the shifters of Koa Point? “What is she up to now?” Harry ran a hand through his hair. “All we know is that several of her mercenaries are booked on a flight to Oahu.” anthony watched back toward the barn, and while he couldn’t see Lily, he could sense her there, and his body yearned to return to her side.

He didn't say anything, just kept yanking his belt off his own mount. "Woah… that's the Pandemonium'?" Colt peered into the sky while riding his own mount. The base of the island was cropping with immensely dense vegetation, "I have heard about it.. Never thought I would be lucky enough to see it.." Nakiya smirked. "Is that why the master insisted on going on this hunt?" "Not gonna lie…" Maira also yanked the belt of her mount, "this floating island is the single handedly the most aesthetic and intimidating phenomenon I've seen in my entire life… "

“You need to have better safeguards in place then, including physical eyes on the contestants at all times, rather than relying on your technology, if it isn’t sufficient.” Moreau nodded eagerly. “We’ve just been discussing that this morning, and plans are underway to both upgrade our power grid, and to add to the staff to ensure nothing like that happens again. That was before we knew someone had been in peril. I swear this will never happen again.” I didn’t know whether to believe him, but there wasn’t much I could do about it anyway. They were operating on an island in international waters, from the best I could guess, so there was no regulatory body to shut them down. I turned away from

"That's all, then." As they arrived at the mansion, Bisila looked around at the sprawling estate, its large fountain surrounded by lush greenery. The servants bustled about, bowing slightly as Mr. James passed by, but Bisila couldn’t help but picture herself doing the same. "Ugh. I’d never bow to greet you. That’s just… gross," she muttered under her breath. Mr. James glanced at her. "No one asked you to." As they entered the house, he called out to an older woman who was bustling around in one of the rooms. "Lady Matilda."

"Everything tasted so good, so fresh." "It is always so here," Mahana said. "Perhaps you'd like Manahau and Rotui to help you relax after your meal? Manahau is Tahitian for wise spirit and Rotui is the name of a high peak on Moorea island between Opunuhu and Cook Bays." "I'd like that," Krista said without hesitating, looking admiringly at the two sturdy, broad-chested men in their 30s, like Mahana dressed in just a long sarong.

I murmured without being able to take my eyes off the island. “And when you are on the island, you’ll see it’s even more beautiful, Roy, the last mountain on your left is Mauna Kahalawai, and on your right the Haleakala, but it looks like one more mountain until you see it from behind, it does look like a volcano” Niko finished laughing at my excitement. "I can't wait," I muttered. A few minutes later, we had docked in the port. There were several fishing boats in the distance and very few people walking, there were young people hanging out with their partners or groups of friends talking, one could easily get used to this lifestyle.

"Thank you for the update, Mother. The Island was just a backup. We’ve already moved the primary server to the one place you can never reach." 𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗚𝗣𝗦 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗻.

My skin was freezing, but his was warm, "I know I’ve asked so much today. I know you’re tired and you want to go home to your family. But can we just... can we just check that one? Just that one, and I promise I’ll go back. I won't say another word." Mauro looked at me, and I saw his jaw tighten. He looked at Igor, who was already reaching for the binoculars. They were exhausted, I could see it in the way their shoulders slumped, but they didn't snap at me. They didn't tell me I was being crazy. "It's a long shot, Signora," Igor said softly, handing the binoculars to Mauro. "That island is basically just rock. There’s nothing out there but an old fisherman's shack that hasn't been used in ye

I couldn't wait to go to the beach and then flex my newly built abs that I worked on for almost a few years. "So," said Chanel, "we're staying at Meeru Island Resort and Spa. It's an island on the easternmost tip of North Male Atoll in the Maldives–“ Carleigh looked back at her. "Chanel, shut up. We don't have to hear that. Just tell us how to get there.”

The meeting island was nothing but rock and wind. No trees. No sand. Just grey stone rising out of the grey sea, sharp as broken teeth. The boat scraped against the shore. Kai jumped out first, pulling the rope around a jagged boulder. Wren looked around. "I don't like this place." "Neither do I," I said. "That's probably why they chose it." Miro surfaced in a shallow pool, his black eyes scanning the horizon. "No ships. No submarines. Just us and the birds."