Summer Island Kindle Novels & Stories

She thought if Henry were to like someone, it would be someone like Jessica, not a cold-hearted girl like Laura. "Not buying it," Laura said casually, turning to look out the window. The sea stretched out, a beautiful expanse of blue, merging with the sky. Laura clenched her fist, ever so slightly. Herman found the nearest residential island, not too far away. After the plane landed on the island, Camellia, Rose, and the others started gathering information about the situation on the island. Luckily, they managed to gather some information. The population density of nearby islands was high, and they were prosperous. There was frequent traffic between the islands, and Camellia learned that pe

They hurdle close together, staring at a tablet screen. The island—Willow—it’s just like every other exotic island you’d seen in movies or in magazines. The ocean is clear, shimmering like azure crystals. As for the house situated in the middle of the island, it’s white. Built like a holiday house—the sort you’d find in the Hamptons.

He placed it gently into my free hand. “Welcome home, Lena,” he murmured. “I bought you an island.” For a second, my brain short-circuited. I just stood there, staring at him, then at the paper in my hand, then back at the pristine paradise waiting for us. “You—” My voice broke on a stunned laugh. “You bought me a what?” “An island,” he repeated smoothly, as if he were announcing he’d picked up groceries. “Secluded. Safe. Untouchable. No paparazzi, no Vivian, no lies. Just us. You, me, and Isabella.”

I closed my eyes and blew, sending the seeds in the air like a tiny helicopter. “We're in the middle of the South Atlantic Ocean, part of the British Overseas Territory. But Mr. Marcellos bought the island from the United Kingdom. He got the rights after five years.” I scoffed as I gazed at her. “He’s always persistent.” She only chuckled as we continued our walk. “The island consists of twenty percent human, thirty percent animals, and fifty percent crops. The farms are on the other side of the island.” After a few minutes of walking, I saw a single-story building in the distance. It didn't take us a minute to get up close to the school.

Then, my eyes catch something past the railing, flashes of green and blue that manes my breath catch halfway through my sentence. I point, voice dropping to a whisper, “Is that...?” Everyone around the table, and then the nearby groups turn their heads, following my gaze. “The island,” I finally breath, my jaw slack as the coast of the Island of Luck slowly comes into view. Even Tedmond and Lucas freeze, eyes wide.

I was kicked, you can just touch me. "I know. I know. That's why you're asking, right?" I answered this annoyed. It's very OA because it's acting and it's obvious. "This one is high blood. But anyways, Snow Fall is an island located in the western ocean and there are many islands there. The place is breathtaking and a perfect getaway vacation." Gen answered me. I frowned. "Have you gone?" I still ask here. It shook its head. "That's why I want to go."

Reporters waiting at the door swarmed him for interviews as soon as they heard he had bought an island for a high price. “Mr. Percival Dunraven, you’ve won this island for 143million. What are you planning to develop it into?” a reporter asked. With an air of arrogant indifference, Percival hooked an arm around Eulalia’s waist, facing the spotlight. In a magnetic voice, he said, “I’m building a theme park for my lady. From now on, SouthwaterIsland will be renamed Eulalia Island.”

By intercepting phone signals and quickly locating the address of the caller, it was finally discovered that he was someone from an unknown island in New Land, and the name of the island was actually Starry Island. Beau's expression suddenly changed. The name of the island was obviously related to "Star-Moon Media" and "Star-Moon Manor". They were all gifts that Mr. Valentine bought for Eliza and the children. And the name of "Starry Island" was even more special. This was a newly developed tourist island, Beau carefully designed the play route and intended to use it for profitable projects.

We were expected to be at the airport within two hours. "Bikinis?" I gave her a questioning look. "Yeah. The show is happening on an island in Fiji. Pack all your sexy bikinis, girl. Don't forget your sunscreens as well." Samantha pointed at them on the table. "There were be men around, you know. Fine, sexy, hot-blooded males." She winked. "What's that for? I told you I'm not going there for love." I rolled my eyes. The one I thought I had vanished into thin air.

Sucking in a deep breath, I decide to trust him and turn my head to the window. Oh. wow. Through the glass, I see an island that looks like it was ripped straight from a postcard. All the white sand beaches, crystal blue water and lush green hills dotted with colorful buildings. "Welcome to Isla del Sol, home to the islander wolves of the Yellow Stone Pack " Liam says beside me and the smile on my face can't be wiped off. ```` The moment we step off the plane, heat and humidity wrap around me like a blanket, making me regret the jeans I wore for travel.