The Island Novels & Stories

“They might be scared of you, Oswald, but I’m not!” “You really should be!” Isabelle shook her head and looked very sympathetic. “You just don’t understand do you, Oswald. I’m not just any old member of the Brethren. I’m the main man…if you’ll pardon the expression.” She ran her hands down her body and gave the most horrible leer that Alice had ever seen in her life. David ignored it. David took another step forward and Belinda saw Isabelle lift a foot, as if about to take a step backward. The foot was placed back down on the surface and she knew then that he/she/it had wanted to retreat but didn’t want to lose face.

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

Luna couldn't resist the urge to dive into the refreshing sea, and she spent hours snorkeling among vibrant coral reefs, swimming alongside tropical fish, and marveling at the diverse marine ecosystem. The tranquility and natural beauty of the islands had a profound impact on Luna. She found solace in the simplicity of island life and the unspoiled surroundings. Each day, she woke up to stunning sunrises and spent her mornings practicing yoga on the beach, embracing the serenity and peace that the islands offered.

The island was a sanctuary of peace and tranquility, a place where hearts found solace and spirits found rest. As they explored the island, Theo and Axel uncovered a treasure trove of memories and reflections, each gem a reminder of the boundless love and connection they shared. Amidst the quiet beauty of the dream island, they basked in the glow of their togetherness, their hearts intertwined in a dance of light and love that transcended the boundaries of the waking world.

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.

she said with a wink. A million questions raced through Caitlin’s mind, but before she could ask, Polly began again, in her chipper tone, “This island is named Pollepel. The humans like to call it Bannerman’s Island, just because they don’t know what it’s really called, but Pollepel is the name. It’s been here since ancient times, and it’s always been a sacred place for our kind. For thousands of years, we used this place exclusively, no humans allowed. Even the Indians were scared of it: it was practically the only place in America they wouldn’t dare come. They knew that it was ours.

The same hair and eyes except with redder lips. The only problem to Anatonia’s life was that nobody knew she existed except on this island. She was anxious to get free and travel the world and see other kingdoms. There was only one problem with that her parents didn’t want her to go out in risk of exposing their island paradise to other kingdoms; so all in all they forbade her from going anywhere outside of this island.

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.

She's attempting to smack me with reality! "Come on! You're annoying!" We embarked on a boat journey to the nearest island. "It's rather close, isn't it?" "No, it's far! Once we reach there, a chopper will pick us up..." "Wow!" "Truly, wow!" She embraced me. "You're such a brave girl... No regrets, I hope?" A forced smile formed on my lips. "No regrets..." *** The island that Rachelle and her husband acquired is still in the process of being developed. Its pristine white sandy beaches and crystal-clear waters make it an ideal destination. Surrounded by trees and relatively isolated from other islands, it's a perfect choice for a tranquil getaway.

She reached out and hugged them one after the other, overwhelmed by love and gratitude. Gabriel cleared his throat slightly, drawing everyone’s attention back to him. “This island,” he said calmly, his eyes locked on Isla, “is my first surprise. I bought it for us. For our family. A place where we can disappear whenever life gets too loud.” Isla gasped softly, her hands flew to her mouth. For a moment, she couldn't say a word. She turned to him slowly. “You… bought the island?” He nodded. “Every corner of it belongs to you and me.”