Savage Isle Novels & Stories

“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.

I screamed again until my tears fell and my lips trembled. "You treated them cruelly with your own hands. You two are indeed savages! Don't you think that the property you want is worth it for them huh? Because they lost their young daughter, who was supposed to take care of them until they were old." I stroked my chest, as tightness began to creep up, making it difficult for me to speak. "Leah—"

"Sigh, if it wasn't for you..." Ethan Brooks shook his head, pretending to be troubled, but still made a "compromise." Luna immediately cheered, and jumped off the cabin, her face flushed as she pounced towards Ethan Brooks, even puckering her lips. Is it finally happening? A man and a woman stranded on a deserted island, living together day and night, feelings could develop. Was she finally going to take the initiative to throw herself into his arms? With an excited heart and trembling hands, Ethan Brooks breathed rapidly, ready to embrace the incoming happiness with his eyes slightly closed.

He’d told her he could let her do that all day long. “We’ll get the bags, thanks.” Elias handed the man a tip, an amount she couldn’t see from how he stuffed it into the guy’s hand. Pulling their bags from the trunk, he said, “Lead the way.” She was so excited as she walked down the sand-covered, primitive steps, holding onto the thick rope railing. “Which one?” She spun around for an answer, happy to see him smiling as widely as she was. “The one nearest the ocean. It’s called Bungalow Dolphin’s Cave.”

“Alright, then. Let’s go to the island.” With a few directions from Harry, they made it to the island safely. ********************* The place was called Blackridge Haven—one of the most notorious Hendrix properties. Rumors surrounded it, whispers of illegal dealings, hidden fortunes, and people who went missing after stepping foot on its shores. The waves crashed violently against the jagged rocks as Ivy steered the boat to the dock. The air smelled of salt and danger, but she remained unfazed. With baby steps, she climbed onto the dock, barely sparing Harry a glance as she made her way toward the looming mansion ahead.

He was born there, on the First Shore, and always showed reverence at dawn and dusk. No such superstition exists on the Isle. Only the Eteria where the Isle came from. Where Syvern was born and raised. The only reason I had the insight I did when I woke up on the Far Shore. Something that shouldn’t have been possible. Islanders believe that nothing living can cross the Vale, and yet here I am. The Yumas, even Hiro knowing that, undoes their very foundation. Begs questions for answers I don’t have. A cruelty rather than relief.

“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.