The Island Novels & Stories

He winked and said, "Ready for me." She wasn't quite ready to get naughty just yet. She wanted to flaunt her new discovery. She cleared her throat and claimed, "I'm thinking about buying an island - a vacation island." "An Island?" Evan asked, bemused. "Yes, an island. At the top of my head, I want to buy The White Coral Island," Shantelle described. The island she named was a famous island resort in the next town. "What do you think?" "You want me to buy you the island?" Evan asked, his hands on his waist, thinking.

She was huddled up under a cozy duvet in the master bedroom on the yacht. “No, dear. We’re on a yacht,” Tony answered warmly. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her. “Where are we going?” Kate asked him. “A place called Cidade-ilha,” Tony answered. “It means island city. It’s a small island belonging to my family.” “You guys own an island?” Kate asked in awe. “Two, actually,” said Tony. “The other one is for commercial use. It’s an exclusive beach resort for elite clients. Although we have other resorts across Brazil which are accessible to everyone.”

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.

He knows this world better than what I and Cayden know so he's the one who should decide for now. We're staying on an Island named Catanduanes. I've never heard of this place before. It even sounds new to me. It's not an isolated one. There are lots of people and tourists here and all of them are kind and approachable so as the old lady who's watching over dad's place when he's not her.

Neither of us needed to say the name. Isabelle. The woman whose identity I had been pretending to carry. The woman whose disappearance had started this entire chain of secrets. The woman who might still be alive. Or might have been sent to that island years ago and never returned. Arlo closed the ledger carefully. “We're going to find out.” I looked at him. “How?” He turned the page one final time. Beneath the destination code was a company registration number neither of us recognized. Then, underneath it, was the name of the island. My pulse stopped. Because the ledger listed a destination: a private island off the coast, owned under a shell company neither o

Maybe I had drunk too much seawater during the wreck. He stood above me waiting for my reply. I just got up and shoved him out of my way. I walked past him away from the hut. Manuel was there waiting. Manuel was the man he had talked to when we emerged from the jungle. He had explained the island was called “Ementiti Loco” and currently it had fifteen inhabitants. Plus Zayn and I made it seventeen. But Zayn had rudely explained to him that they weren’t going to be there long. If you asked me, I didn’t mind living on the island for the while but forever was a big ask.

’ Darryl pondered for a long time but could not come up with anything concrete. The old man smiled and said nothing. He only instructed the four men to continue with the pace. At that moment, Darryl did not know that the old man was Eric Scope, the Ice Fire Island’s Sect Master! Ice Fire Island was located about 150 kilometers away from the New World on the southern sea. It was not a huge island, but it had some strange scenery. The island had tall mountains covered in snow all year long, and yet, lava flowed at the foot of the mountains. That was how it got its name.

No country was lenient enough to spend manpower and material resources to calculate them as there were clusters of islands. Therefore no one would know that there was a very beautiful island in certain land in between those huge mountains. This island had no name and no one in a sane mind would want to come to this area as it was very dangerous. It was guarded by dangerous men and anyone who trespassed it without authorization were killed. on spot. This was also the territory of Nathan Wilde, who was king of this island and had many illegal businesses running around it. whenever he had to hide from someone he would come here and lay low till everything was sorted out.

Corie says, rolling her eyes at me. “Roll those eyes at me again granddaughter and I’ll make sure you go back to the future without helping us.” I warn. She immediately clammed up, sealing her lips as if she were locking them with a key and then throwing said key over her shoulder. Women are strange. “The island we are going to is known as the Thrice Cursed Island so you need to be aware of your surroundings. We have never made landfall there, so we don’t know what we will find there. Since we found out that the Moon Goddess and witches are in fact real, we need to be prepared for anything.” William explains.

Daniella asks when we walk towards a waiting Christian talking to his men. “It is, baby. This island is called Santorini, and we’ll be staying here for a little while,” I say while adjusting her scarf. This is the worst possible time to come to a summer island, but it's the best bet we have to keep Dante away from Allessio.