Summer Island Kindle Novels & Stories

“What is your island called?” Enzo looked dreamy as he replied with a sigh, “Isolda di San Pietro. The whole island is our territory, but as with most places nowadays, we share with the humans. The tourists keep our identity hidden, but you have to be a bit wolfy to be able to live permanently on the island. It's pack owned.” I resisted the urge to laugh at his “bit wolfy” comment, biting the inside of my cheek. I didn't want him thinking I was laughing about his home which he was clearly passionate about.

“This will be your training den for the week—or until the Ancient Ruins open.” Danial, still gasping, raised his head weakly. “There’s… something… called consent…” He gulped another mouthful of air. “And secondly… where the hell are we!?” Raiden grinned. “You’ll forget about consent here soon enough. And this—” she gestured around the small tropical island “—is the Reely Islands. Somerland Ocean territory, surrounded by eternal lightning storms.” Danial blinked. Forget about consent? That does not sound right.

The old man smiled wryly and replied, "You're right. The islands near Celesta Rain Island do have micro celestial veins, but they also receive radiation from the main islands' aura essence, making the density of aura essence quite high." "I’ve checked the island rental records for a more secluded and quieter place, as per your requirements. I found only one island that fits: Lumia Isle, located 7,200 km southwest of Celesta Rain Island." "A small island?" Adrian smiled. "Isn't that even better?" The old man, seeing Adrian's apparent ignorance, candidly explained, "But it only has a micro celestial vein, so no one has lived there for a long time. What do you think?"

"And just in time. Look." They turned. An island rose before them dark, massive, crowned with mountains that caught starlight. No lights showed, no signs of habitation, but something about it felt alive. Waiting. "The island," Liam breathed. "It's real." "It's real." Sera guided them toward a hidden cove, the boat moving through waters she seemed to know by instinct. "And now it's yours, if you want it." They landed on a beach of black sand, the boat grinding gently ashore. For a moment, no one moved. Then Elara stepped off the boat onto solid ground, her feet sinking slightly, her face lifted to the stars.

he explained and Hazel reminisced on when she had pulled him out of the burning car. “So here I am…ready to offer her that” he added and everyone’s gaze became teary before an image displayed at the background. “Is that a portrait?” “A picture of an island?” the guests whispered amongst themselves and even Hazel was left confused. “This island was recently discovered and is being developed right now…it’s called Hazel island,” he blurted and they all stared at him in disbelief. “He fucking bought you an island.” Tasha screamed in disbelief, and Hazel shook her head in denial. That couldn’t be possible, right?

The only refuge he found to escape that fear, even for a moment, was in the middle of the ocean, swimming as far as he could, even though there were still limits he had to obey. Day by day, he swam through time, and the sight of fishermen at sea became familiar during his stay in Shira. No one knew when this place turned into a fishing town. Shira had so many types of fish, with an abundance so great that even tossing a line with a crumb of bread could catch a fat, hefty fish. It was a blessed spot ever since the Dylan family took over the land. It was monotonous and unchanging as the years passed and the seasons shifted. That's what Helbert thought about his whole life, believing he'd end u

he instructed. As Visenya's eyelids flung open, she couldn't help but gasp, completely captivated by the breathtaking view that unfolded before her. "You brought me to an island?!" She exclaimed, her voice brimming with delight as she eagerly slid down from Lucian's wing. Lucian transformed back into his more attractive form, a charming smile adorning his face, reflecting his own satisfaction with her enthusiasm. "It's not just any island," he added, his voice filled with a touch of pride. "This island is known as the Abode of the Gods, and it happens to have the highest number of dolphin sightings in the world."

"Why are you expecting? A charming prince? He's coming to the dock to pick you up?" My face got more messed up. "Did I say something Prince charming, didn't I?" I blessed him enough. "So why you?" He sighed and stood up again. "Because I'm the only one who can follow you. Because he's too busy." I frowned. "Who are you talking about?" I ask curiously. He shook his head. "You will also know once we are on the Island." Even though I was confused, I just ignored it. We arrived at the Island in about 20 minutes. I saw for the first time that the long sea voyage was worth it. White sand and pine, many small huts on the beach, many people are also strolling and others are bathing in the sea.

"A small, remote, southern island. There are few records of ship movements there. But, from sources in the harbour, there was a small ship chartered with no clear records. That's the only possible route." Dad heard everything on the other side of the phone, and the silence was more than enough to confirm that he knew what was coming next. "I'm going to move now," I said to Dad, more to myself, as if just speaking it could calm the rumbling anger. There was nothing more to talk about, no time to delay. My mind was full of images of Isabella isolated on a desert island, far from anyone who could protect her, and every second that passed felt like a dagger piercing my skin.

“As for the grand prize, maybe I should let Nathan and Amelie tell you.” “Zander,” Nathan stated. “We are all so happy that you and Isabella have found each other, but now not only can you find Isabella in your life, as your bride, you can also find her on a map.” “What are you talking about?” I questioned. Morgan and Kimmy stood up and unrolled a map. Right there, next to Amelie Cay on the map, was Isabella Cay. “You gave us an island?” Isabella said, crying.