Treasure Island Novels & Stories

Nike insinuated afterward. “To tell you the truth, I know exactly that beyond those fatal rocks lies a fabled island. The reputation that the Isle of De Los has maintained as well as the secrets surrounding it was so far-fetched that to those who did not know better, they would be quick to assume that the place only existed in stories. But as a matter of fact, that’s where we find the same damned treasure that cursed us to live in eternity with our ill-fated lives. Didn’t we captain?” "Samuel, dead men tell no tales."

We will continue later, right baby? "Mhm! I will hurry up with your son now!" "Yes! Please do!" ******* Just like that, they built their sweet home with peace, joy and love! They did not stop loving and trusting each other, no matter what they passed through in their lives. THE END! ******** Thank you all for reading this book (Da D,wei's Treasure). I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did while writing it. You can check out my other stories and I hope you enjoy those ones as well.

​The private island of Ilha de Prata was a jagged tooth of white sand and volcanic rock rising out of the turquoise expanse of the Indian Ocean. It was a place that didn't exist on any commercial map, a sovereign sanctuary Sierra had purchased under a shell company when she first realized that the world would never stop hunting her children. Here, the air was free of the metallic hum of the Spire and the suffocating scent of the Northern Alliance. It smelled only of salt, sun-drenched hibiscus, and the deep, terrifyingly quiet pulse of the sea.

Even Adrian got involved. Reasonable. Accidentally. God. Then Elena joined. Fair. Then Peanut. Reasonable honestly. Although Peanut mostly stole clues. God. A valuable contribution. Fair. Very valuable. Reasonable. Then finally— God. After nearly two hours— Fair. They found the treasure. Reasonable honestly. A small wooden box. God. Hidden beneath a bench overlooking the ocean. Fair. The final reward. Reasonable. Then Lily opened it. God. Slowly. Fair. Carefully.

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

His eyes were glossier than usual, but his broken voice was what confirmed that he was indeed at the verge of tears, “I’ve fucked up.” While that was not news to me, I couldn't help but grow concerned of him, "What's wrong?" "That's Douglas. The man you just met." He mumbled, "He's the mafia don I'm working with."

“It’s the sign of the Serpent’s Maw.” A hush fell over the group, each crew member’s attention shifting to the new revelation. Amelia’s expression grew serious as she exchanged looks with both Gabriel and Lucas, the weight of the legends washing over them like cold water. “The Serpent’s Maw is said to be a massive sea creature that guards the waters surrounding the treasure island,” the navigator explained, eyes gleaming with a mix of fear and fascination. “If the legends are true, we need to tread carefully.” With the reality of their task beginning to solidify, a renewed sense of urgency gripped Amelia’s heart. She felt the challenge stretching before them,

the lost treasure Jasmine drive there and enter as she normally do She put a pistol around her belly packaging it like nothing is there When coming I gently put a camera on the room and it shows on my watch The man come and press the code and the lever start taking her again She get to Garbar and she is been offer some drink Jasmine : I need something from you Garbar Garbar : what little girl Jasmine : if I collect that from you your security may tried to kill me

I shift uncomfortably in my chair. Why come back? Why cause this chaos?… Why the rush? When I can’t come up with anything, I throw on headphones and switch on the tv. An old movie is on. Something about an archeologist who is trying to protect a treasure island from a wealthy business man who is driven by greed. I leave it on because it is intriguing. Thirty minutes later the movie comes to an end. The desperation of the greedy businessman drove him to his death. The famed relic that was hidden on the treasure island turned out to be a metaphor for something not even worth anything.

"Tiger, explain it to him. Tell him what kind of trash this is." Tiger held the conch shell carefully as if it were a family heirloom. "This... This is the Poseidon Emblem... With this, you'll be able to sail anywhere on the open seas and everyone from the underworld will let you pass with no questions asked. They might even provide you with the best armed escorts they could afford. Your shipping company pays pirates tens of millions every year in protection fees. With this, you wouldn't have to pay a single cent… You treated something so priceless like a piece of garbage!" Hank's eyes turned crimson red in an instant, so red they looked like they were going to bleed at any time. He stared