Novel & Cerita The Island Of Unwanted People

"Merely questioning your lack of taste. Besides, I don't want you wasting our time chasing some dimwit when we should be working." "I never chase. It's beneath me." Willow rolled her eyes again. "If we're done with the pointless information," she held the magazine up in her hand, "I found something absurd." Wes folded his arms and waited for her to continue. "There's an article that states the experience of a couple who stumbled upon an island. They said weird things started happening, like they started seeing skeletons everywhere, had hallucinations, and were hearing things. They saw their deepest innermost desires. The wife had a lover in her teens who died in the war.

William said as he then left the area to head towards the children hiding behind the corner of a shop that he had noticed earlier. "Young ones, are you not famished?" "... But its parent's day... We don't have any rights to partake in the festival since... since... we are without parents..." a little girl said between sniffles as a young boy clung to her arm. William softened his gaze as he patted her head gently, lowering himself to meet her height. "Now, now... there's no such thing. Parent's day are for everyone. I'm in the midst of building an orphanage." William said with a gentle smile as he wiped away the tears that trailed down the girl's cheeks.

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One of the men said. "I believe we should still wait for a while. We've been planning this for a long while now, it wouldn't do if we mess it up with impatience." The second man opposed. "We just have to plan everything accordingly. The man is becoming more vigilant after he came back from his stupid trip to the seaside. So, I believe we should just take our chances now." The first man said again. I tried to know who they were talking about but my brain could not pick on anyone in the pack who would be the receiver of these people's evil plotting.

he revealed, his voice dripping with frustration and disbelief. Celeste's eyes widened, her jaw dropping. Were these hunters completely off their rockers? But at least now it made sense why they had made their sinister home in their small, unsuspecting town for such an extended period. It seemed they were hell-bent on capturing werewolves, one after another, like they were building some sort of twisted experimentation gallery, hungry for more and more unfortunate souls to play their sick games.

I was slowly clenching my fist because of the dead end I was hitting right now. "Please listen to me, Boss. This is no fairy tale. I tried to get in contact with people who live on those islands and paid irresistible amounts to get them to give me information about Aurora DE Santa. It goes well at the start but they suddenly stop communicating, they cut contact with me " " Are you proudly telling me you got scammed by island people? "I almost laughed.

she asked softly, glancing at the path where Lander had been taken. Rufus, as if sensing her unease, picked up a small piece of grilled cheese from a platter and brought it to her lips. “Eat,” he said gently, coaxing her to take a bite before continuing. “Red Island has the most sophisticated prison for humans. It’s where the worst criminals are sent, the ones who’ve committed the kind of atrocities that defy comprehension. They don’t live—they survive, enduring the worst days of their lives over and over again.” Everleigh shuddered slightly at his words, the implications chilling her. Before she could dwell on it, though, Rufus continued, his tone softening as he redirected her attention.

At last, I could have some peace. Until the end, she remained unaware of what I truly needed. I wanted love, not her misguided attempts at repentance. So when she returned, my body had long lost its warmth. She gently touched my cold skin, and her heart trembled at the icy sensation. Tears crystallized into shimmering frost as she looked like she had lost all vitality. "How could I not love you, my dear? I've made such terrible mistakes…" In the end, her prayers failed, and she missed her chance to see me one last time. She wanted to handle my funeral herself, but my arrangements kept her at bay. All she could do was follow my designated people, watching helplessly as they scattered my ashes

On the day she miscarried because her mate chose his ex, Rae's wolf went completely dormant from the trauma. That killed every ounce of love she had left for him. She was done playing his pathetic doormat. No more running his family's empire. No more grilling him about staying out all night. He left her locked in a freezing pack holding cell for nine whole days. Why? To baby-sit his childhood sweetheart through a "full moon panic attack" in a luxury mansion. Rae didn't cry. She didn't scream. She didn't even bother making a phone call. Then came day ten. Colton finally rolled up in his custom black Cadillac. He looked down at her with those golden wolf eyes, calling her dramatic. Rae just pu

On the drive home, silence sat comfortably between them. Not heavy. Not strained. Just full. When they reached the house, Ethan didn’t go inside immediately. He leaned against the car, looking up at the sky. “I used to think being unwanted was the worst thing that could happen,” he said quietly. Lydia stilled. “And now?” “Now I think becoming indifferent would be worse.” She stepped closer. “You were never indifferent.” “I was guarded,” he corrected. “Careful. Afraid of repeating mistakes I didn’t even make.”