Novel & Cerita Summer Island Kristin Hannah

"The Island? Grandfather, the merger meetings are tomorrow" "The board can wait. If this woman is to be a Thorne, she needs to handle the isolation of the Island. Three days. No phones, no assistants, no distractions. Just the two of you and an old man’s dying wish." Silas leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "Unless, of course, there’s a reason you’re afraid of a little privacy?" Avery felt the air leave her lungs. The "Thorne Island" was a private sanctuary in the Atlantic, a place of rugged cliffs and absolute seclusion. Three days alone with Dominic, under the watchful eye of a man who spent his life spotting liars.

That was until they saw a friendly area of beach not too far from them. They anchored the sailboat and loaded the dinghy with a tint and more supplies than they would normally need. The three of them dragged the boat to shore against the pressure of the water, and Hank started to set up camp. He told Bill and his wife that he was quite happy to spend the night here on the mysterious island. Linda objected "what about snakes, lizards and other varmints?" Hank remained undeterred, continuing setting up the camp. A short time later, Linda started to feel more comfortable with spending the night on a strange uninhabited island, after Bill reassured her that she would be protected.

“You bet I will.” ***** Kristoff’s POV “What? Dewy Island? How? When?!” I barked into the phone. My Investigator stammered something on the other end, but I cut him off. “Never mind. I need you to secure a place at that island. I don’t care how… just make it happen. I want to be there tomorrow.” I ended the call with a furious tap and paced across my room like a madman. Annalyn. With Alex. On a private island.

Kristen added and Richard lit up like a Christmas decoration, finally he was going to go on a vacation to unwind. “ You may leave now.” Kristen dismissed Richard and he thanked him before leaving immediately. Once he was gone, Kristen picked up the documents and began skimping through them with a calm expression.. “I should have known you were going to be stubborn.” Isabelle who'd just walked towards the garden spoke and Kristen raised his head and stared at her with a smile on his face. “ I'm not working.” He defended himself but she wasn't here for it as she placed a bowl filled with fruit in front of him.

The sound was intoxicating, pulling her focus away from her embarrassment and igniting a sense of wonder within her. “Wait… where are we?” she asked, her heart pounding with excitement as she took in the vibrant colors of the sky and the lush greenery surrounding them. Liam’s smile widened, and he leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear. “We are in Belize. Welcome to my private island.” Isla’s breath caught in her throat, and her heart soared. “A private island?” she echoed, disbelief coloring her voice. “I’ve never been to a private island before!”

* Twelve hours earlier, as the helicopter descended, Winter finally got a clear look at the entire island. It was breathtaking, almost unreal. For a brief moment, she was dazed by its beauty, but underneath that was a strange sense of familiarity. She told herself it was only because it reminded her of the abandoned island they had been to before. And the second she thought of that island, she thought of the photo in the drawer. Chris, standing beside another woman. She threw off the blanket. “So this is the place you wanted to bring me?” Her voice turned sharp with mockery. “You really do have a thing for islands.”

"You're new. I didn't see you on the boat." "We're not divers," Krista replied, smiling. "You came just for the sex?" the woman asked, smiling, her eyes laughing. "Actually, we didn't know anything about this place other than that it was considered the best resort on the island," Krista replied. "We were just looking for a place to relax for a week or so. But sex is good," she added, deliberately eying the man with her, tall, taller than Zach, with a deep tan and a bright smile beneath hazel eyes and curly brown hair.

I told her while giving her a puppy eye. “Fine. Let’s go to Carnaza Island next weekend,” she said with a grin. “Carnaza Island? I never heard that.” “It’s an island north to Malapascua island. There’s a new resort there and the beach? It’s perfect! The white sand is awesome!” “Okay, then. Let’s go there. It’s a date then.” “Great!” I smirked inside because I successfully made her forget about Kristoff and me. But a part of me was also asking… What are we really?

She explained I looked at Read and asked him about some near Islands around this. "There is one. I didn't know that someone is already occupying that Island, I thought it was an abandoned one since the people here told us that there's a lot of wild animals on that Island." He explained. "What was the Island's name?" Josh asked "White Island." Read answered I looked at Keziah and saw her shaking a little. I held her hand and smiled at her to ease her fear. "It's okay, no one will know that you're here with us. Do you want to go back to your family or to the place you had grown accustomed to before they abducted you?" I asked, her eyes shined from hope, and nodded.

Hannah opened her eyes wide in shock, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. “What the hell is going on?” She was confused. Brandon chooses Isabella over her. She thought Isabella wasn’t in town. When did she get back in town? A lot of questions were going through Hannah’s mind at that moment but sadly there was no answer to the question, She glared at Isabella who was waving at the crowd with a smile on her face. She then took the mic from Brandon. “It’s an honor to be a part of this company and I’m promising, this company will be better than it was and that it will be beneficial to the people of Atlanta. You all enjoy the party,” Isabella muttered and the crowd cheered at her and then s