Survival Island Novels & Stories

" he questioned. Silence fell over us. As expected, the only way to deal with this was to fight fire with fire. "Are you okay?" the system asked carefully. "Can you check if I'm still intact? Or have I already been reduced to ashes?" I asked in my mind. "The good news is that we're stuck in the middle of a plot point, so we're not dead yet." Then, it added sheepishly, "The bad news is that your supposed downfall is coming ahead of schedule, but neither of them has broken things off with you yet. If this continues, we'll be stuck here forever. None of us will be able to return home!"

A man stepped forward, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. He moved closer to us, his hand clenched around a piece of wood. "Who are you?" His voice was sharp, his eyes daring us to step forward. We stepped back immediately. Azriel held his hands in the air. "There was a plane crash," Azriel started slowly, trying to sound harmless. "We're the only survivors. We've been trapped on this island for over a month now. We mean no harm." The man's expression softened, just slightly. He glanced back at the others, then gestured for us to follow. "Come. You look like you haven't eaten properly in weeks."

"But then I took you. And the world noticed. And now they know where I am." The boat rocked gently, and I felt the cold seeping through my coat, through my sweater, through my skin, settling in my bones with a weight that made it hard to breathe. "So we're running," I said. "Again." "Not running." He took my hands in his, his fingers intertwining with mine, his thumbs moving across my knuckles in that familiar, soothing rhythm. "Surviving. There's a place. An island. No one knows about it. Not the Godfather, not Julian, not—" He stopped, his throat working. "Not them. We can stay there until I figure out how to end this. How to keep you safe."

If she was really alone. Then she had to survive. Mara looked at her trembling hands. She had no idea how to survive on an island. She didn't know what plants were edible. How to find water. How to make fire. She couldn't even camp very well. She was a woman who had discussed advertisements until three days ago. And yet... When she slowly resurrected and the view over the beach and the dense forest She felt something under all fear. Something original. Something quiet. An instinct. In her part already knew: If nobody comes, I have to learn to live here.

He lifted me into his arms, but I pushed weakly against his chest. “Don’t touch me.” He froze. For the first time, I saw real fear in his eyes. “Aria, I didn’t know. I came back for the ring. I didn’t know they would—” “You left me here,” I whispered. His arms tightened around me, but before he could speak again, engines sounded outside the villa. Doors opened. Footsteps crossed the hall with clean, controlled precision. Professor Evelyn Shaw entered with two lawyers, a project doctor, and a security team from the institute.

Hearing him call me that made Zariah stir and made me melt inside a little. I had done it. I had escaped my ass hole rejected mate and found my second chance mate. I still had a lot to do but I had Amelia, Kyle, Dominic and Emron to help me. I didn't know what would happen but I wasn't completely worried about it and neither was Zariah. I would rescue my pack though from Elstan, I owed them that much. I just hoped it wouldn't be too late. END BOOK ONE

He knew that they were not sufficient enough but they could not take the risk of getting more people then. But Adam had already requested some military assistance and also scuba divers who were supposed to land in the morning. This island was used as a military base during the emergency so they had decided to make their base there as it was closer to the island where Nathan had Held Isabella captive. They had arrived earlier because they had to study the whole island to get inside it Nathan’s men were very ruthless and they would shoot at sight if they saw any unknown object coming towards the island. They planned the entire mission properly discussing every detail so that they wouldn't fail

" Um... " " For some reason... I think this is where the game of survival truly begins. " " Yes! We've gotta battle for our survival! " " Yes! " .... A/N : From here on... The game of survival begins! Are you excited guys?

I could have listened to him and stayed back, but I wanted to please everyone, I wanted to do everything the family asked of me so I could concentrate on planning my life and rebranding the company. Now I’m stuck here with this douchbag who doesn’t want anything to do with me and a bunch of maniacs out there trying to kill me. We have barely survived these few days, we could not find any food or water anywhere in this island, it’s just looks like we are the only living things here, I mean apart from the animals running about and those lunatics chasing me. Once in every week, a helicopter lands on the beach side of this island, dropping more weapons and foods for these guys. Between that few

“How long are you planning to imprison me here?” “As long as it takes, Alyssa.” Alyssa gasped and looked at the deserted island helplessly. It looked totally uninhabited and eerily dark except for the lights reflected from inside the villa. Under the pale moonlight, Alyssa could see the boulders and rocky beach stretching for miles on either side of the pier, which seemed the only place for a boat to access the island. “This place looks deserted. How will I survive here without a spare set of clothes? This is a crazy idea, Nicholas. I need to go home tomorrow,” she said, extracting her hand from his hold.