Treasure Island Cover Novels & Stories

God willing. THE END Thank you all for reading my book Lost Treasure till the end. I think what to learn from this story is that, love, respect, appreciate and celebrate your loved ones when they are still alive. Never take anyone who truly loves you for granted. Be conscious of these facts, life is short and remember in anything you do, make sure you are at peace with God. Thank you all, God bless you for reading. I will wait to see your reviews and feedback. I love you all By the author::Bricelegend Nducho Completed on 1st of December 2021

Bea asks a lot of questions, while Aminah simply nods. Bea was still explaining to her about the resort's restricted areas their hours, things not to bring or do at the falls, places not to swim in, and the schedule and times the resort is open and unavailable. Aminah perceives herself as a tourist who listens to the orientation of the place. She was only stopped when a man carrying clothes entered the room. "Sir," he began cautiously, "this is the available stock of garments for the guest." He simply nodded before grabbing the garments and giving them over to her.

Saturday, the 7th of May. 12:56pm. Skyline was used to being on the front covers of magazines, newspapers and tabloids, they wanted that and they earned that, but as of recent they had not been on the front covers for business related news, no, rather they had been on the front covers because of the controversy of the heir having returned after years of staying away. This news would not be dying down so easily.

Just as I decided to go home and sulk over a bottle of whisky the moonlight caught something silvery on the sand which in turn caught my attention. I turned on my phone torch and bent to examine whatever it was. Sand covered most of it probably when Butterfly drove off so I had to dig it out. When I did I saw it was a decorated gold-and-black card probably the size of an ID that was an invitation to the opening of a club called Ecstasy!. I recognized it immediately because — Christ, what was her name again? — well, my newest conquest was ranting and raving about it before she started ranting and raving about me.

I beamed into his bright green eyes and took a still breath before speaking. “I don’t think I’ve ever been more ready,” I told him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drawing his lips near to mine. Slowly, like the setting sun and the ocean horizon, our lips came together on his island. The soft scent of a tropical island, the waves, and the beach mingled with his cologne and I knew that I would forever be in love with his island kisses.

Each step forward drew her closer to the edge of uncertainty, instincts sharpened and blue eyes scanning the twisting foliage with heightened awareness. The path before them wound through towering trees adorned with vibrant flowers that swayed gently, yet a quiet tension hung in the air, a foreboding reminder of the traps the island held. As vines curled and twisted, each step felt like an invitation to adventure tinged with caution, and Amelia remained acutely aware of the significance of their quest. The treasure was a whisper away, but danger lurked in every shadow.

It must be something extraordinary to keep it hidden for so long. "Mm… you are right," Elton didn't care about the reward, but he was curious. The first-place prizes from the past years were incredible and could be considered treasures, but he wasn't interested in keeping any treasure. He already has the one he wanted, the beautiful lady by his side, so he never gave the first place more thought.

Mark wondered if the old man was bluffing or if he truly had a covert CCTV system with complete coverage of the Island. He knew it technologically possible, and Benjamin Moore definitely had the funds, but to have something of that scale and keep it secret would be an extraordinary achievement. On top of that, even if Henry did have an insurance policy in the event something happened to him, who could he possibly trust with the knowledge? He frowned, watching the Englishman to try and figure out if he was lying or not.

She smiles and says," there is another dress that could be a possibility.” I watch as she walks out the door. I wait for her to come back. When she walks back into the bedroom, she then hands me the red dress. I see it has long sleeves. I step into the dress and pull it up over my body and put the arms through the sleeves. As I look into the mirror, I actually like this dress, maybe because it covers everything. All my scars are covered. I don't have to worry or explain anything to anybody. “Mrs. Davis, I think this is the dress I would like to wear. It's not as revealing as the other dresses. It's more elegant.”

Then, he said with a smile, "I know a secret. I hope it will be enough to keep my life." Watson sounded mysterious; he cleared his throat and continued. "You probably don't know that the kid, Ambrose, had a treasure chest from the seabed of Coral Island. That chest is related to the fate and safety of the nine continents. I heard that the treasure could control the Raksasa Tribe..." Then, Watson explained in detail about Ambrose's dive to the bottom of the sea to retrieve the treasure chest. What?