Summer Island Kristin Hannah Novels & Stories

�𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗴𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗼𝗱𝘀, 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘁. 𝗔 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗝𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗻’𝘀, 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁� �𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱’𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱’𝘀 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲. "Thank you for the update, Mother. The Island was just a backup. We’ve already moved the primary server to the one place you can never reach."

Silence fell, and I ignored the heaviness in my chest as Teyanna chattered on, definitely trying to distract us from what had just happened. Once our orders were taken, she had one of the waiters direct us to a seat close to the view of the beach. "Uhm, do they know I'm not your wife?" I asked, barely able to hold back my curiosity. Maruska didn't give me a response. Instead, he pulled out a seat for me. "Where did you say we are?" I asked, taking my seat and trying to avoid any awkward conversation about what happened at the counter. "One of the islands I own. Sakhalin island. It's a tropical island. Aren't they all tropical?"

“Chairman Miller told you that he is going to other places for a business trip, right? But he has actually been with me all this time. Besides… he bought me this latest phone model. Although it was not an expensive present, I like it a lot.” Summer did not even bother to look at her phone. She just felt that Isabella was a sick woman. She looked away and wanted to leave, frowning gently and grabbing over Isabella’s phone. What Isabella wanted to show Summer was not the phone, but the picture on the phone. In the photo, Jasper was together with Isabella. Both of them were not at a close distance and the photo seemed to be taken from a certain angle. Most importantly, Jasper... was at Sea City

why is this woman asking so many questions to someone she doesn’t even know? “I don’t have a girlfriend. I don’t mean to be rude, but is there a reason you approached me?” There must be a reason, “Honestly? I thought you were cute and would try my luck. I am Callie.” She smiles. “Kyson,” I smile back, “Are you from around here?” I explain to her how I am staying at the cabins close by, “Yeah, I know where you are. I just stay close to here too.” She takes a seat next to me.

Hanna was Helen. She went to the island to start a new life, especially when she knew about her early pregnancy. She felt scared. Very scared about the situation she was in. She and her brother, transferred from city to city so no one could trace them. Life in the old cities with her brother was not so easy so when she got pregnant, she decided to move in and settled on an isolated island far away from Capital Z. Where she felt safe and no one could see them even her dad. “Hanna… I am sorry but I didn’t mean to invade your privacy. I just… happened to see your brother…” Arabella knew Hanna felt so troubled with her presence and her eyes could not deny her uneasiness.

It was like a typical Hawaii vacation, except, not in Hawaii but on some remote Island that Isla didn't know her family owned. Alexander's arm snaked around her waist and knuckles white as they walked into the crowd, making Isla look up at him. "What's wrong?" she asked when she saw the tight jaw and murderous expression on his face. "Those perverts won't stop staring, would it be so bad if I beat them up" Isla looked in the direction Alexander was glaring at to find a group of shirtless men shamelessly checking her out. "Ignore them Alex and no beating up anyone, we're here for a good time" Isla said wrapping both her arms around his torso and snuggling to his side, making his tense muscles

Isla whispered as she noticed the sharp glares from the people with her. “Well,” the brunette glanced back and forth between the people in front of her and the hallway. She gestured for Isla to bring her ear closer to her mouth. Isla brought her left ear closer to the brunette lips. “Think of your man in lingerie.” The brunette whispered. A loud giggle escaped Isla’s lips before she was able to control her laughter. “Really?” Isla asked in between a muffled laughter and the brunette nodded. “I'm Isla. Isla Hamilton.”

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?

"We’re going to be okay. We’ll have a place, and clothes, and you’ll never have to worry about anything." As I ate, my mind involuntarily drifted. I thought of Nathaniel. I thought of the way his eyes darkened when he looked at me on the island, the sharp line of his jaw, the way his smile made my heart stop. I remembered the heat of his skin, his abs, his dick— Okay, stop. We are not going there, Ariana. I spent the next few hours distracting myself with a marathon of K-dramas, letting the exaggerated romance and beautiful scenery wash over me. It was better than thinking about the reality of my situation.

So happy I wanted to cry. I wanted to share the joy with someone right away. But when I thought about it, there was no one. Since becoming Enzo’s mistress, I’d been too ashamed to keep in touch with any old friends. No lover. No family. No friends. That was my reality. That night, Leo drove me back to the Long Island mansion to pack. I wasn’t taking any of the luxury things Enzo had given me—just my own cheap clothes and books. When I got out of the car, Leo handed me a new scarf. “Put this on, senior. The wind’s strong. Call it a gift from me.”