Treasure Island Black Spot Novels & Stories

Chapter 5 Inside the tent, Vanessa leaned over the map, tracing the outline of the island with her finger. "We’re going back to the ship," she said suddenly. Jack, who was putting on his shirt, raised an eyebrow. "Why?" She smiled and pointed to the other side of the parchment. "This island is enormous. The treasure isn’t where we are now. Look, the map clearly indicates the opposite side." Jack picked up the map and frowned when he noticed the drawing of a whirlpool.

If we managed to get through this tunnel successfully and arrive on the shore of the main island, we would undoubtedly be safer there. “Miss Laura, you weren’t making things up, were you? Is there really treasure hidden here? And do the merpeople really have a lot of precious gems and an unlimited supply of gold?” “Yeah! And are there really merpeople on the island? So far, we’ve only seen the black one, and he didn’t look like he had any treasure.” The sailor who broke the silence prompted the others to engage in discussion. “I’m sure, don’t worry. When you return from the voyage, you’ll have immeasurable wealth that can be spent for generations.” A cold and emotionless female voice interru

Kaleb asked, looking forward. “We should settle just inside the cove and take the row boats to the shore. I know strength in numbers but I think we should leave men on the ship. The map says that the treasure is in a place where the moon light hits first. I figure it's gotta be a- She stopped talking as she felt something rattle the ship floor. Danica knew that feeling, Her heart sank, she looked to Jacob before she took off to the side of the ship. Her eyes looked to the ocean water and she cringed, pooling water.

" Then, he hacked off Jotun's head. A few minutes later, Jotun's head was hung at the bow. After that, under Morticia's instigation, those pirates navigated the ship toward the Black Stone Island. … The Black Stone Island was located northwest of the Deserted Sea Region. The island was in an elongated shape, and as the name implied, it was filled with big and small black stones. A stone house stood on Black Stone Island's flat land. That was the Sea Dragon Sect's den. A middle-aged man was sitting calmly fishing on a beach on the island's south side at the time. That man had a dark complexion, and one of his eyes was blind. Scars covered half of his face, making him look hideous.

"I've dreamed of this moment every day." A tear slid down her cheek. "You've grown into a remarkable woman." Lina smiled through her tears. "I have so many questions." "And I promise I'll answer every one." Isabella glanced toward the blaring alarms. "But first..." "We survive." Part 3: Black Horizon Victor stepped toward a large tactical display. Red dots surrounded the island. "They're attacking from every direction." Lina looked at the screen. "Who are they?" Isabella answered quietly. "Black Horizon."

I am so worried about how bad these dreams get each and every day. I know something is bothering you and as I always say, take me as your best friend and feel free to tell me anything and everything.’ Mariam, Susan’s mother says sweetly to her, to which she nods her head positively. After a little more conversation with her daughter, Mariam retires to her room to continue her sleep. ~> Introduction to characters. Susan Parrish, female protagonists/ Black’s mate. There’s going to be a lot of her POV’s. Jones Black[Abbadon], male protagonist. There maybe a considerable amount of POV’s in his name.

I just wanted to fill you in on the situation. Olivia smiled. "It's okay. We won't be so unlucky. If others didn't come across the pirates, surely we wouldn't either." "Don't worry. We won't be so unlucky. This is the Devil's Chasm. Have you heard of the Blissful Isles?" "Olivia shook her head. "I haven't. Tell me about it." "Okay. The Blissful Isles are located …" Before they realized it, the sun had already set. Olivia realized that Logan might not be the most knowledgeable person, but he must be one of the most insightful.

“Alright, then. Let’s go to the island.” With a few directions from Harry, they made it to the island safely. ********************* The place was called Blackridge Haven—one of the most notorious Hendrix properties. Rumors surrounded it, whispers of illegal dealings, hidden fortunes, and people who went missing after stepping foot on its shores. The waves crashed violently against the jagged rocks as Ivy steered the boat to the dock. The air smelled of salt and danger, but she remained unfazed. With baby steps, she climbed onto the dock, barely sparing Harry a glance as she made her way toward the looming mansion ahead.

They nodded with understanding. ‘Okay. I got what you mean.’ Zealot affirmed. Captain Casablanca further explained on the usefulness of the beer particularly on the mission they would embark on to Ireland. ‘We’re going to the treasure Island. I mean we’re going to the place where treasure of the Irish government is.’ He looked at men, and continued with his discussion. ‘We will need the wonder beer to carry out our mission. The Treasure Island is always guard twenty hours per day all through the year. Comrades we are going for a difficult mission.’ He stopped to hear the comment of the two men, as they heave a sigh.

"Chimera, visual enhancement! And stop commenting on my flying skills, or I will replace your operating system with a playlist of polka music!" “Scanning... Island located. 3 miles ahead. Visibility: Zero percent. Suggest holding onto your lunch, as you will likely lose it.” A shape loomed out of the grey mist. It was jagged, sharp, and terrifying. The Black Tower. It wasn't a castle. It wasn't a fortress. It was a single, narrow cylinder of obsidian, rising straight up out of the crashing waves like a termite mound made of solidified depression. There were no windows, no arrowslits. Just a single, flat roof with a heavy steel hatch that looked like it hadn't been opened since the stone age.