The Islands Movie Novels & Stories

"Honestly... I want you to be happy here. After I attacked Morgan and you helped him, you must be uneasy. You need entertainment, and I've brought you on a short holiday." "Alright! I love the beach, and I like this island. Why choose an island in Asia?" "It's a very beautiful island. Look, I've rented this entire island," Marcel replied. "I didn't expect there to still be rare animals here. Komodo dragons and there are whales too. Alright! I will accept your kindness for now, as an apology for disturbing me all this time." They were on holiday in Indonesia. A tropical country with many beautiful islands, ranges of mountains, gorgeous rice fields, and lovely beaches. Plus, it had many rare a

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.

The boat slowed as it reached the hidden island—an isolated stretch of land surrounded by sharp rocks and deep blue water. No sound but waves. No people. No escape. Isadora was still tied, her wrists burning behind her back, her face wet with sweat and tears. She had fought the entire trip across the ocean. Fought until her throat hurt. Until her legs ached. Until her lungs screamed. And she was still fighting. The moment one of the men touched her, she jerked her body violently.

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.

Uno simply held Manuela's hand as she still couldn't understand his reasons for going to the island. After a while, someone entered the deck and removed Uno and Manuela's blindfolds. "We've arrived at Isla Paraiso. I'll just remind you, Urquio, you arrived at the island at night, so cover your wife's eyes because she might see a lot on the island. But if you prefer her to watch a live show, let her eyes be op—" "—My wife doesn't need to see a naked man when she has me, Ibarra. Thank you for your fucking reminders," Uno snapped plainly, pulling Manuela out of the yacht.

She has a nasty-looking bruise on her forehead, but she won’t tell me where she got it from. Cheerleader Barbie overhears my comments and gives me a cool smile. “It means you lot need the most work.” My insides tighten at what clearly sounds like a threat. “Work?” I repeat, slowly. “You wanna explain what that means?” “There are five islands, each island for a specific number. The island you landed on is Level 1. The island you are going to is Level 0. Level 0 is for troublemakers who need to have a watchful eye on them.”

Isaac sat next to her and pulled her close. “Look out there,” he said and caressed her arm while she stared at the clouds. Mia and Zack were in the seats across from them playing with their tablets. “This is so cool,” Mia said. “The sky looks like cotton candy.” Zack leaned over to see. “Mommy can we watch a movie? Please?” Isabel turned and raked her fingers through her hair. “Yes you can but after we eat the snacks they brought, are you two excited for the island?”

My back is against the bedframe as I wipe my wet eyes, tears of frustration at the forefront. Knees pulled to my chest, I rest my forehead against them. It’s dark outside, with the occasional flashlight shining through on my bed. I don’t know why the Director is so convinced I’m going to make a break for it. I don’t see anyone else having this level of security. What does it even matter? The construction of the shields around the islands has begun according to Isabel who saw strange people in robes arriving on our island. Apparently, they’ve been arriving at all the islands.

Watching the island. To Be Continued...

I wanted to tell them so bad about it but I didn’t want them to think I was losing my mind. “Merry what was the name of the island that Harry mentioned to you?” Claudine asks. “Something like LUAHU.” I replied honestly as how I remembered it. There was silence for a few seconds before I questioned, “Why?” “You must talk to Harry tomorrow because LUAHU is exactly written in a huge font on the last page of this pad.” Claudine answers.