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.

~ Ava ~ Three hours later, the plane arrived at Alpha Darius's private island. It was called Isla de Silvera. Probably taken from the name of his pack, the Silver Moon Pack. It had more than enough ground area to fit a decent-sized mini airport, so we didn't need to land elsewhere. Viewing it from the sky, the island was shaped like the end of a golf club. The north side had elevated mountains full of trees; the east down to the west had mostly roads, gardens, wheat crops, and buildings, while the south had the stretch of white sand.

She certainly didn't want to step on anyone's toes. Suddenly, Nolan appeared and Isa turned white as a ghost. Nolan didn't see anything and just went to his room. Isa exhaled hardly. "Are you okay? you looked like you saw a ghost." "I'm fine," Isa said. "If you say so" Skylar was about to leave when Isa suddenly called her name. "I'm not okay," Isa said as she was about to cry. " Do you swim?", Skylar asked as she smiled softly. POOL As Skylar came out of the pool, Isa couldn't help but stare at her. She was mesmerizing.

’ Darryl pondered for a long time but could not come up with anything concrete. The old man smiled and said nothing. He only instructed the four men to continue with the pace. At that moment, Darryl did not know that the old man was Eric Scope, the Ice Fire Island’s Sect Master! Ice Fire Island was located about 150 kilometers away from the New World on the southern sea. It was not a huge island, but it had some strange scenery. The island had tall mountains covered in snow all year long, and yet, lava flowed at the foot of the mountains. That was how it got its name.