Savage Isle Novels & Stories

"Our portfolio includes a ski resort, two tech startups, and significant real estate holdings. We're quite profitable." "And finally, Jasper." Sylvia's voice cooled slightly. "He represents the younger wolves. Those who have... concerns about the old ways." Jasper met my eyes. "I represent the wolves who think we should stop hiding. Stop pretending to be human. The world is changing — surveillance, DNA testing, social media. It's only a matter of time before we're exposed. Better to control the narrative than be caught off guard." "Jasper's views are not shared by the majority," Sylvia said firmly.

MALACHI The sound of her cry ripped me from the abyss, a jolt as violent as a tornado's touch. The wildness within me, that relentless beast, clawed at the edges of my control, desperate to maintain its grip. But her cry, a beacon in the storm, empowered me. Consciousness flooded back. I saw my claws, retracting just as they were poised to tear into Kaida's chest. The monster, driven by a singular, savage intent, had sought to claim her heart, leaving no chance of survival. Kaida, overwhelmed by terror, had succumbed to the shock, collapsing. I shifted, just in time to catch her before her head could strike the ground.

Sabastian POV The Savage Moon pack was very much its name sake. Savage. Their pack was buried deep in the woods south of The Crimson Moon pack. Unlike most other packs who had built cities, towns and, in Elio’s case, a fucking castle. The Savage Moon pack liked to keep to tradition, or as they would call it, in touch with their wolves. There were no roads in or out of the pack. They had 20 to 30 wooden huts where the pack members lived, but most of their time was spent in their wolves. They had little light due to the high trees blocking out most of the sun and zero cctv from what I could tell. The lack of light and minimal security would make this job easy in and out. I don’t even think the

He handed her a glass of chilled pomegranate juice, fortified with the nutrients Dr. Aris had prescribed. Rage hadn't slept. He sat across from her, a bank of four monitors built into the mahogany side-table of the jet. He was currently reviewing the biometric scans of every single staff member waiting for them on the island. "The island is off the grid, Sabi," Rage said, sensing her tension without looking up. "It’s a natural volcanic outcrop in the South Pacific. I bought it through a shell company seven years ago. Even the GPS coordinates are encrypted with a rolling cipher. Not even your father’s best algorithms can find us here."

And being the reasonably logical man that I was, I stuffed that can of worms deep down and refused to speak about it As I locked the door Tyrese and one of The Isley Brothers extolled the virtues of having a girl who loved them. Why the fuck did Tyrese ever think it was a good idea to team up with Tank and Ginuwine? Something small and soft touched my forearm and I barely resisted the urge to jump a mile and scream like a banshee, because what the fuck!! Looking down, I saw a hand. Long, slender fingers with bright coral nail polish, that contrasted sharply against smooth mahogany skin. I followed an arm covered by a red puffer jacket to a face with big chocolate brown eyes, stretched wide a

He was holding a microphone as he walked into the center. “Welcome fellow inmates.” His voice boomed in the ring, “We’ve gathered here for yet another fight between an Alpha and a Vampire. Let us first present the Werewolf that stands one-ninety centimeters in height and one-ninety-one pounds of solid muscle. He’s known to be one of the most ruthless creatures in Dark Water prison and is famously known as the Savage Alpha, presenting Maverick Randolf!”

Corie says, rolling her eyes at me. “Roll those eyes at me again granddaughter and I’ll make sure you go back to the future without helping us.” I warn. She immediately clammed up, sealing her lips as if she were locking them with a key and then throwing said key over her shoulder. Women are strange. “The island we are going to is known as the Thrice Cursed Island so you need to be aware of your surroundings. We have never made landfall there, so we don’t know what we will find there. Since we found out that the Moon Goddess and witches are in fact real, we need to be prepared for anything.” William explains.

It’s the only thing I need to know. “I love you,” I reply. We kiss again and this time, the sound of the crowd drowns out. It’s just us, Gabe and I on the beach somewhere. I have all I could ever want in my entire life: The most amazing man in the world and island kisses.

Chibana Sara is an extremely pretty girl with long blonde hair and an hourglass physique. She had bright brown eyes and small plump lips. She and I had flings when we were sophomores but stopped when I asked Aera out. I wanted to be a true boyfriend to her. Sara got mad and tried many times to ruin our relationship but we remained strong. In the end, she gave up but when Aera’s video spread like wildfire, Sara was one of the people who made life hell for her.

“I'm asking you this for the last time, Alpha Austin Radford. Where is Alvina, your daughter?” Beta Hudson asked in an angry tone, as though he wanted to cut off Alpha Austin's head. However, Alpha Austin's Beta, whose name was Alfredo, couldn't say a word because he knew how dangerous and powerful the Black Soul pack was. If he dares to fight Beta Hudson for shouting at the Alpha, then their pack would be taken down by the black soul pack within minutes.