The Isle Of The Lost: A Descendants Novel 소설 & 이야기

Kill me and lose the route. Raiken’s eyes narrowed. You know how to reach the island. My family guarded its coordinates. Shin forced himself upright behind him. You guarded nothing. Cael looked over his shoulder. You still misunderstand our blood. A silver line appeared beneath the skin of his burned palm. It matched the map. He placed his hand on the table. The island shifted. The visible route vanished. A new path appeared beneath the deepest trench. Ren pressed his spear to Cael’s throat. Why help us?

No ship, no harbour, no smoke or signal anywhere. “Hello…?” I called hoarse. From further along shore shapes moved slowly Elena, Liam, Maya, Marco… wet, shivering but alive. And then Alexus. He sat up slowly, pushing hair back. His proud face pale and eyes wide with true fear. Beside him his companion wept softly. He looked straight at me across empty sand. Arrogance gone only shock and something deeper: regret. We were stranded. No rescue near. No way out soon. And I knew already: this mist‑covered island would be where every hidden thing old pain, cruel plans, buried truth and strange sleeping magic finally comes into open.

I placed the coffee down the floor and sat at the floor already while flipping through the pages of my favorite novel book. This book is about a cursed love, that no matter how cruel fate is with them they still choose to love each other, that only death could tear them apart. I remembered that this book belongs to my mother and was passed down to me. As I was about to flip the book to another page a white long envelope fell down. I closed the book and picked up the envelope. Selene, our moon. Does the letter belong to me? I had the urge to open it already because I don’t know. It was weird to find a letter like this.

It had begun with his friend Benjamin's death two days ago, and since then the Island had been a hive of activity getting things prepared. In a couple of days time Benjamin's children would arrive on the Island, having just found out that they were triplets given up for adoption, and they'd be meeting here for the very first time. On top of that he had a burial to organise for Benjamin on the Island. Add in organising supplies and planning for every contingency, and it was no wonder he felt exhausted. It was two in the morning and high time he had some stress relief.

I HAVE BEEN CALLING YOU FROM LAST TWO DAYS! K- jeez! Dont shout i am here! S- Now explain! I literally went to full baboon rampage! I went to your house and you weren't there, i went to your neighbor's house and you weren't there too, so where are you? K- Would you let me explain? First of all that elena and john are dead, it turns our that they kidnapped me and right now i am in freaking ITALY LIVING IN A FREAKING CASTLE.

I feel the shift take over and find myself standing in Hetty's form before a confused and embarrassed Carla. "You fix this by undoing it Carla. I can't contact Hetty. You've separated us, but I'm still here. You can't get rid of me, so let us go back to how we were." "Honour? Why are you in Hetty's form? Where is she?" "You tell me! You've messed with our balance and now we can't hear each other and are all mixed up." They've messed with things that no one really understands. Only the goddess knows. "Put. Us. Back."

Fourteen Mason Crescent "What happened, exactly?" I asked when Barrett dragged me out of the room Mia had been put in so that she could talk to Rachel alone. "What do you mean, what happened, exactly?" Barrett asked. "I remember the Hartwell family. One minute, they were the most powerful family amongst the werewolves. Everyone was excited about them having their heir. After their heir was born though, they vanished. At least, that’s what everyone believed."

This couldn’t be happening. Selina was nothing. A nobody. A servant’s daughter. She didn’t deserve him. She didn’t deserve the life I had planned. I turned to Kieran, willing him to deny it, to fix this. To look at me and choose me like he always had. His jaw tightened. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. And then— “This is a mistake.” His voice was sharp, commanding. “You’re wrong.” The Elder’s brows furrowed. “The bond has been revealed. The Moon Goddess—”

He had been hiding right under their noses. Now, Audrey' secret was close to being exposed. Meanwhile, oblivious to this impending trouble, the group resumed their research for their quest. After careful study, they learned that meeting the Graes is no easy task by itself. The triplets were said to live within a forest clearing that could only be found at "Isle of Delos" or dubbed as 'The Lost Island'; from its local name itself, itsn't hard to guess how challenging it was to find its location because it was constantly disappearing.

Kael stirred in sleep, the ember rune on his wrist faintly pulsing, a warm reminder of the bond that tethered him to her—a bond he had tried to resist yet could not ignore. Outside, the night held its breath, pregnant with possibility. The city lay silent, each street holding the whispers of countless dreams and quiet hopes. And somewhere across the expanse, Isla too wandered through the realm of dreams, caught in a shared moment that transcended distance—a connection binding them together even in their separate realities, echoing the desires of their hearts.