Soldier Island Novels & Stories

The island was apparently only a few kilometers off the coast. Elias looked around. “This is impossible. We were days at sea.” John’s words echoed in her. Never lost path. Was the storm really just a storm? Or had the island deliberately returned it? A Martinshorn sounded in the distance. A black van bog around the corner of the harbor camp. No police marking. No company. Tinted discs. Jonas reacted immediately. “Get down!” He pulled Mara behind a container. The van stopped at the port entrance. Two people got out.

Everyone got silent as a man she saw that Matt followed behind, he climbed up on the makeshift stage and gave a speech. “Thank you, everyone for coming tonight for this occasion. As all know the evening will start with promoting ranks of soldiers who earned and were selfless and courageous in the battlefield. Soldiers who worked long and hard to earn the positions that are now to be given to them as in acknowledge and approval for all their hard work and actions they have done to protect us and our country and their brothers on the field.

The island is a remote island, although it can be as big as a country, there are only a few people who reside here. “It’s okay, Victoria. I can handle myself,” she said then continued eating. I looked at Gabriella and she was almost finished with her vegetables. I’m really glad that she wasn’t a picky eater since we were definitely not. We liked to let her try all sorts of food, then let her decide whether she likes the flavor or not. I smiled at her and helped her finish up. Suddenly, I heard a commotion by the gates. It wasn’t far from where we are, but when I looked, the soldiers were being attacked. There were people trying to get in. I immediately stood and held Gabriella’s arm.

"If you do not see it. It cannot hurt you" Everyone has one 'soldier'... or more... that they are born with. 'Soldiers of the soul' where you know them, you trust them, but you are convinced they are your 'instincts' instead of your 'invisible friend' from long ago. They walk in the shadows and are always with you... Even when you are lost and alone, though they cannot come into the light, but they can warn you from things they are able to see. Have you ever felt like that?

So, there was only one more way to access the mysterious island; going through Yelonhta. It took ten days to go through Yelonhta to meet the ocean. After buying a boat and enough food for a week, the team embarked on the sail. On the way, they saw a boat that carried a prisoner who was sentenced to death. The prisoner was Kai de Vinsec- a Yelonhtese military official who was caught having an affair with a minister because the rules said that any female military official in Yelonhta could not have relationships, marry or have children. Kai was thrown to the deep sea by the soldiers, but Nikang saved her from death and asked her to join them. That way, six women entered the cursed island.

“Negotiations have failed.” Of course they did. “The Queen has ordered the detainment of all U.S. personnel.” My body went still. “…clarify,” I said. A pause. Then— “All soldiers on the island have been detained, sir.” The words didn’t register at first. “How many?” “…approximately forty thousand.” Silence. Heavy. Unreal. “They were disarmed,” he continued. “Escorted without resistance.” My voice dropped. “How do you lose forty thousand soldiers…” “…without a single shot fired?”

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

Tapio gave it a thought and said, “I don’t know much about it. Let’s go further inside and take a look. We can just follow the Blithes.” Hearing that, James did not ask any further. It was not long before they came across a troop of soldiers. The troop walked over and blocked James’ path. A soldier said sternly, “This is a protected and restricted national area. Tourists are not welcome here.” James took out his identity card and waved it in front of the soldier. “Emperor,” the soldiers who were stationed saluted promptly and spoke in unison. James gave a small wave of his hand and said, “It’s alright. There’s nothing else for you to do here. Lead the troops away. Keep clear of this area.”

I lived off MREs for years, and though the thought turns my stomach, I'd survive if I had to do it again. I long for our home at Homestead One at the northern part of the island or even a quick trip to Jardines del Rey, christened Love Island or shortened by the Warriors to Del Rey. King appropriated it for me as a place to decompress. But no, I'm stuck here at the citadel playing queen bee to a bunch of harpies.

The soldier lost his grip on the picture of the skipper princess, which went flying in another direction. Samael was about to kick his Soldier again, but the picture of Iris caught his attention. For a moment he forgot to breathe. In the picture, Iris is beaming at the person who is taking her picture. Her natural beauty is breathtaking. He never saw anyone more angelic than this one. When the soldier noticed that the picture of the princess caught his lord's attention, he sighed with relief. He is thankful that his life is spared. "She is the skipper princess my lord" the soldier pointed out to please his lord. He picked the picture from the white stoned floor and handed it to his lord befo