Paradise Island Book Novels & Stories

That's the only thing I could respond to her because I don't have a damn single idea about what the book is about, but then again, it was about love. Love. . . "Shoot! Iris! My group mates are looking for me. I need to head back! I'll just see you tomorrow! I'm gonna watch your game!" She hugged and gave me a smooch on my cheek before she ran away leaving me in awe. I was too occupied even when I got home from work. The book can't get out of my mind. I don't like reading, but it made me search the plot on the internet. And guess what, it was really about Gabby and Travis wherein they eventually develop feelings with each other, get married, and have two kids. And then she got into an acciden

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.

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

The first time he had ever touched someone not out of instruction or obligation—purely because his instincts refused to let that hand vanish from his reach. They stayed until the last embers of dusk. Feliks read aloud from the book he’d brought—pirates, a mysterious island absent from every map. Isabella listened with her back against the branch, watching the night sky through gaps in the leaves that felt deliberately placed for the two of them alone. “We’re going to be pirates too,” she declared. Final. “Pirates are criminals.” “The characters in adventure books are criminals too. But their adventures are extraordinary.” Feliks ran out of arguments. “All right.”

We have had sex a few times since yesterday, in the shower, on the bed, in the cottage, almost in every corner of the beach, and even in the safe box, but still, each time he entered me, I felt a shock deep inside me… it was still so new… so unique and so perfect. * Later, we hiked to a cliff and camped there. “Beautiful,” I commented as I stared around the island and the horizon. From this height, I could see the entire island, it was not that big, but it was aptly named ‘Paradise.” Full of nature and man-made structures, this island was a perfect example of how nature and science could come in sync. “Have you taken a dive from here?” I asked him as I looked down. “What?” he laughed in shoc

The white house, the wooden deck, the beach, the ashes of the bonfire, and the endless sea. She didn’t say anything out loud, but she made a silent vow: I will return. And she was certain that the island, in some mysterious way, had heard her. Paradise was not a place you abandoned. It was a state of being you carried with you forever—a promise engraved on the soul that true love, in all its forms, always finds its way back home.

A/N: ISLA PARAISO is a secluded private island owned by Lucifer Faust—a syndicate leader who deals in drugs and human trafficking via air, land, and sea exports. It is a gathering place for criminals seeking rest and pleasure. “We’ve arrived at Isla Paraiso. You may remove your blindfolds now.” Manuela pulled her blindfold off the moment the handsome captain gave the signal. She turned to Uno, who was fixing his hair—and found herself transfixed by his sharp features and commanding presence, the kind that would turn any woman’s head.

He said now he gets to see and experience what she had describes in her book. "You read it?" "Yeah I have full collection of your books." " Even children's book?" She said smiling there's no way he knows that, because she wrote it in another pen name. "You write children's bookfs?" He was really surprised. But their conversation halted when the boat's machine stop. But through impact of the speed it still running and Ruby guide the boat to the path she plans. They spend an hour or two try to manuever the boat to stay with in their path to the island.as the boat stop in the sand near the shore of the island. Ruby send a signal to rescue them. She gets down to the boat to asses the situation.

"I also forgot my phone. We need to find a rescuer or use someone else's phone to call my team to come over here right now!" He kept driving until we got to nowhere. I looked around, but I didn't see a road or anything else that could help us find some people living here. "What sort of island is this? There doesn't seem to be anyone living here!" "This island is private, Charlotte. Of course, no one lives here." I stepped out from his big bike and walked inside the forest, and said, “Look there’s a hidden paradise here, it looks like a lake, and some sort of fruits in here.”

Two women stood on the road, chatting under the heavy protection of their bodyguards. Winnifred was smoking a cigarette. She was wearing a leather jacket, and her flaming red lips left a vivid red mark on the cigarette butt. Turning to Hilda, who was standing next to her, she suddenly asked, "Do you know of Devil Island?" Standing beside Winnifred, Hilda blew a smoke ring and said, "Of course, I know of it. It's a mysterious Island located outside any national borders in Europe and belongs to no country. Moreover, the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes is a complete mystery. I heard it is a paradise for the wealthy where they can do anything they want there even if it is prohibited