Wublins Island Novels & Stories

Orders were rapidly given, and the entire island seemed to awaken. Over a century of operation, Moblathos had turned the island into an unassailable stronghold. Their defensive arsenal was impressive, with missile bases lining the island's edges and numerous warplanes and combat vehicles at the ready. The storm intensified, with thunder rumbling relentlessly. Purple lightning slashed through the night sky, casting light over the landscape. Sheets of rain poured down as the waves churned fiercely. … "Your Highness, we're approximately 31 miles from Moblathos island. We've entered their most heavily monitored zone. Advancing further might alert them sooner than expected," a subordinate reporte

I look at her. “I heard it,” she whispers. “Did they say who it was?” Karya asks before I can. “I need to know whether I’m cleaning a murderer’s room.” Bengu shrugs. “I’ve heard a few different answers. Lilywind because they want territory on the mainland—” “That’s ridiculous,” Dilara interrupts. “Whaleberry Harbor is much closer to Lilywind. They would start there.” She’s right. Moonlight Beach is even closer to the island kingdom than Lightning Cape.

she asked softly. Zachary responded in equally hushed tones, "The Wilson family has their sights set on Mr. Anderson's property." "You mean Crystal Bay?” Sarah's eyes lit up with interest. "Exactly." Crystal Bay, an island off the Atlantic coast, was a pristine piece of land embraced by the ocean. For years, it had been under the ownership of Mr. Anderson, the CEO of Meridian Group. Previously overlooked by developers, the island had recently caught attention after the government announced new shipping routes nearby.

I said as I shook his hand. “Belle Island is a 224 acre island of what we call ‘Old Florida’. There are two mainland properties that’s included in the sale and everything on the island is included as well. The mainland properties can be used for almost anything but it’s also your access point to moor your boat, it’s the only way to access the island, unless you have a helicopter,” Justin said with a smile. “What about electricity and water?” I asked him. “There’s submarine cables that provide electricity, phone lines and internet,” Justin said.

Erebus - Summer of 1800 - Lion Island The massive full moon is bright in the sky, illuminating my path. I stop to breathe, finally arriving at the White Plains of Lion Island. It’s a breezy night making sand whip around, and the smell of the saltwater ocean is crisp on my senses. I look around to make sure no one is following us. They can’t track me by scent as I have none. Seeing it all clear, I’m satisfied I can pause for a minute to rest.

KIERAN “Are you an idiot?” I yell into the microphone on my headset for the billionth time. Rob had just gotten himself blown up by a creeper, leaving me alone in the mineshaft we had slowly been making our way through. We’ve been playing Minecraft together for the past few hours, and this kid doesn’t know anything! I’m honestly losing my mind, but there isn’t anything else to do. All my other friends are asleep. I can’t blame them, with it being 4a.m. and all. Honestly, I think Rob’s only stayed up this late because he feels sorry for me.

The elderly man leading them stepped forward and said, “Yes, this is the token of the island leader. I am Milo Fort, the administrator of Lumia Isle. Greetings, sir.” Adrian nodded and said, “I am Mr. Donnelly. From today onward, I am the leader of this island. Tell me about the situation here.” Milo, a bit hesitant, replied, “Yes, sir. Lumia Isle is a small island, but it is twice as large as the usual small islands, covering an area of about 78 square kilometers. There are around ten thousand mortals living here.”

Two women stood on the road, chatting under the heavy protection of their bodyguards. Winnifred was smoking a cigarette. She was wearing a leather jacket, and her flaming red lips left a vivid red mark on the cigarette butt. Turning to Hilda, who was standing next to her, she suddenly asked, "Do you know of Devil Island?" Standing beside Winnifred, Hilda blew a smoke ring and said, "Of course, I know of it. It's a mysterious Island located outside any national borders in Europe and belongs to no country. Moreover, the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes is a complete mystery. I heard it is a paradise for the wealthy where they can do anything they want there even if it is prohibited

I was thankful for the buzz that came on as it helped distract me from how awkward I felt in Luke’s presence. The late-August full moon was glowing above the lake, making the water sparkle. At least a hundred werewolves from our pack had come to say goodbye to Luke and a few of his fellow warriors who would be leaving on a mission the next day. It was a mix of older high schoolers, such as Lucy and me, and young warriors who trained and patrolled with Luke and his friends. Our pack was a community of about forty-five hundred werewolves located deep in the woods of northern Vermont, where humans didn’t normally venture, a heavily forested area surrounded by mountains.

Elroi said, excited to ride on the passenger winlax. Soon, Jin, Catrina, Devora, Elroi, and Anna boarded the back of the passenger winlax and it began to fly away from bison Island to Haremlap Village. Haremplap is a small village in the province of the 2nd island called Sableu Island. There are three Islands positioned in a triangle, Velmont at the top led by the Crow Ax gang, Bison island on the left led by the Bison Tribes and Bison cult currently at odds, and Sableu Island on the right where the gangs, sect, tribe, cult and other groups live far away from the world's affair. Only Haremlap Village has been convinced by the Crow ax gang to submit to their leadership.