The Island Novels & Stories

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.

I frowned at him, but when I realized what he meant by not biting the glass, I blushed, remembering that night he asked me to hold them. “The island has a name?” Anya asked when he came with a bottle of whiskey and a pitcher of apple juice. “Yes,” he answered, pouring the rocks glass with liquor and the tall glass with apple juice. “Angela.” I took the apple juice glasses and gave one to Anya. “So, what’s the name?” Dylan asked him, taking the rocks glass from him. “Angela. It’s the name of the island,” he explained. My eyes flickered on him. “Why did you name the island Angela?” I asked him, blin

No one is on the island except for the students. The island has a white sand beach on the other side and a beach filled with coral reef on the other side. The island's center is home to a waterfall, a pristine forest, and a rocky mountain. Only the white-sanded portions of the beach were open to the students. They are not permitted to go into the forest, for they will not be monitored in that area.

Jill reassured him. “So, what’s the catch?” Wren said. “There is no catch. I worked in the school library for a long time and people only ever used it for spreading rumours so I know what you love. This island is a dream come true for you, I promise. It’s just a slightly eccentric island with a few rules that are ruled over by a giant sentient jellyfish who lives in an underground shrine directly underneath the hospital.” Jill explained.

No one knows the existence of the island except Mort, Klauss, Narco, the twins, Leroy and Lyric. Klauss drove the car to the sea bridge to the secret island. Mort was looking out through the opened window as he hugged the maiden to warm her, the dawn broke little by little in the East. The sea is so serene that its clarity seems to reflect the twinkling stars in the sky. The plinking of the wave-music was enthralling.

A moment later, a logo popped up, along with the words “The Island.” A British male voice started speaking, but the camera didn’t show the narrator. Instead, it showed scenes that looked like something out of a hunting show to start with. As I listened to the narrator recapping the last episode, one of the images featured a slightly overweight man grappling with a shorter black woman. He held her down, forcing her onto all fours before climbing on top of her.

One of them said. "He is right. I was only betting on ten hours though." Brandon added as he sat down on the stairs and splashed water on his burning skin. "I picked and bought this island because it doesn't come in the usual route of boats and ships means she can't even call for help. If she wants to stay alive, she has to collect her food either by picking berries of fishing in the ocean. There's only one source of fresh water which is two kilometers from here. This is her hell in paradise." I said.

They enjoyed their food silently and Isabella wanted to enjoy the sea view sitting in the place she was sitting before, but Leo has some other plan. “We will reach the island in a few minutes.” He took her toward the deck and as he said an island was coming into their sight and the boat slowly stooped over the deck. They get off and there was a car waiting for them. “I own this island. We will stay here for a few days to enjoy our Honeymoon.” Leo informed. “What about…. I mean, I can call my mom, right?” Isabella didn’t want to go out of network when she has only left for New York.

“Let me go straight to the point. There is a hidden island somewhere. No one has really lived in that place because it was highly protected. The last time I visited, it was the most beautiful land ever. So my point here is that, there are a few big names fighting over it and they will do just anything to get their hands on it. Nora got really curious. Whenever the big shots were interested, there must be something of value and she wondered what it could be in that particular island. “I think what you should be telling me is if that island has something illegal or why would it attract such attention?” Nora asked. “That island has a potential to produce oil and so that is why they are fighting

Otherwise, he usually looked cold and emotionless. "Alright, we can have whatever you feel like having later." The helicopter had stopped at an island nearby. It was an island located on the Paciana Ocean. The island was called Monarda Island. Monarda Island had good weather all year round. Its scenery was gorgeous. It had beautiful beaches and was rich in sea produce. It was known as one of the most luxurious holiday destinations on the Paciana Ocean. Back when Monarda Island was being developed, the Hamilton Group participated in a number of projects on the island.