Sky Island Arc Novels & Stories

His cool voice and reasons made her roll her eyes. “Or you can’t swim?” She questioned a potential fact. She didn't care much about the issue that he said someone had chosen this island as a holiday destination for him. She was more interested in knowing he hadn’t gone for a swim despite being on an island. “Of course, I can swim. I even won some medals in school back then” Yeah, Whatever. “Or are you afraid of sharks?” “The statistics of shark attacks in this area for the past hundred years is zero, I have checked.” The answer made her roll her eyes again.

My GPS had led me to the bridge that connected to one of the islands just outside of Miami, but there was no way this was the right bridge. “This can’t be right,” I said, as I checked the address for the second time. I looked out across the water to a small body of land called Virginia Key. Massive mansions decorated the top of the hills. It was by far the most prestigious area in all of Miami. This wasn’t just a well-to-do part of town. The people who lived on the Virginia Key were a different kind of rich. They weren’t millionaires. They were billionaires.

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."

He smiled back and somehow I felt that I was able to convey what I wanted to convey. “Tala, look,” Maya said softly, peering outside. I also peeked, but the only thing I could see was a vast ocean. I remembered what Aunt Kyndra had said before, that only werewolves could see the island. I glanced at Maya, who seemed to see it too. Maybe I shouldn't be surprised, because Maya was the Moon Goddess. She has the spell. “What do you see?” I asked. “A crescent-shaped island,” said Shaun. “The paradise.”

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.

The legal argument continues—terms, signatures, deadlines—but they're standing on the wrong battlefield. The deed isn't the objective. The document isn't the trap. The island itself is the vault. And the demolition crew isn't here to destroy it. They're here to extract it. I move into Isla’s personal space, lowering my voice so only she can hear over the wind. "Isla. The drilling rigs." She glances at me, sharp. "What about them?" "They're not demolition. They're extraction." "Extracting what?" I hand her the scope, pointing toward the north face. "Heat signature. Server cooling. Hale built something inside the cliff."

I had heard they liked to hang out near the tourist areas of the island because they usually could find food. “Yeah, he looks like a good dog, Tyler. I'm going to go get us some life jackets and turn in your waiver.” I let the fake smile drop as soon as I was behind Tyler. Of all people on all the possible islands, Logan Hayes had to be on my vacation island. And if he was jet-skiing here, then he was staying at this resort. Not just visiting from one of his various mansions. No, he was probably with one of the travel agencies touring the resort. That would just be my luck. I would have to see him the entire week.

the driver asks. " The lycan island pack," I tell him with a smile, happy to have remembered Maximum's pack name. The Lycan Islands are incredible. The sparkling sea surrounds them, and various bridges connect them. Ships, jet skis, and speed boats, many of them, are moored on the beaches.

"I can have a team there in two hours." "Not your team," I said. "If Jade's handler has been inside your operation long enough to know the island exists, your team is compromised or visible. They'll see a team coming and move Aria before you land." He looked at me. "Then what." I called Elias from the corner of the room while Marcus's team continued mapping the island's layout on the screen. Elias answered immediately. "I need extraction capability," I said. "Private island, forty minutes out, minimal footprint, one target who is an infant and needs to be removed without alerting whoever is holding her." I kept my voice low. "How quickly."