Yandere Island Novels & Stories

Somebody want to kill you Arin. Arin - Isla, don't worry about it. If xou are always be my side then no-one can harm me. Isla - okay dear. God always with you. But try to come earlier, and meet with me. I will be waiting for you. Arin kiss Isla's forehead and say okay my dearest.Then Arin go out to yama. Yam was sleeping. Arin is come and trying wake him up. But yama in deep sleep. Arin brought a glass of water and poured it on yama's face.

She didn't open her eyes, but her fingers tightened around Panni’s. "I’m here," Panni said, pulling the girl into her arms. "I’ve got you." Panni looked up at the treeline. This wasn't a tourist island with white sands and cocktail bars. This was Koh Sdech, the Island of the King—a place where the jungle grew so thick it seemed to breathe. And standing at the edge of the shade, as silent as the trees themselves, were three men.

I mean I must… I think she’s, my mate. Around 5am the next morning we boarded my private jet and set course for Isle Radha. It’s strange though, the island does not appear on any map, trust me I have done extensive research on it and nothing it’s almost as if it was cloaked by magic. The only way to get to this island is if you have the coordinates and those can only be provided to you by an elder, which makes me question how does Aidan know exactly where we are going? Why is his sister’s birthday on this non-existent island? And why is he here? Only the non-mated alphas were invited to this event, and last I checked this a-hole is happily mated. Here is the thing, we were scheduled to trave

And to my ferocious, persistent, and ever-strong velvet steel, the one that rests between my thighs. We are now on our way to Isla de Rubia, where the Grays and some employees of Gray Co. are still having a party. Gyzell couldn't get enough for me as her mouth was still licking the tip of my sword even if she already devoured it for a few minutes. “I think that’s enough, honey…” I gripped her hair, making her face me. “We're now nearing the island. And one thing, we should minimize our wet stuff because—”

After our first night, Marielle got us some foodstuffs and some clothings, and totally vanished and when I mean vanished I mean -outrightly dissapeared with no traces- that I was starting to think she was only a figment of my imagination, only that Pooja's constant talk about her was enough to make me understand that she was indeed real and not some virtual reality in my brain. Unfortunately the foodstuffs she had packed was nothing but fruits, -winter fruits- to be precise, so apparently we had to leave on fruits for two days in a row, you think that's boring, well we didn't think so until we found that it takes absolutely twenty miles on feet to get to the inhabited area of the island, so

Joker asked. “The Island is a place that houses several facilities. There’s Pink Velvet, which is a basic whore house and training facility. Then there is the Pleasure Palace where women who aren’t bought at auction after three tries go. They’re there to service elite members and provide them with children from good stock and then there’s Dark Desires. Dark Desires is for people like me who won’t submit. I can’t even begin to describe the things that happen there. All I can say is that there have been three people who have died while living in the facility.” She said, sighing.

I licked my bottom lip, wetting it and I accidentally saw Damien watching me intently. I choke and what happened between us in the powder room and emergency stairs started haunting my memories again. "Lucky, we'll go with Mr. Green." I don't have a choice but to ride the same helicopter with Damien and Mr. Keller. I was silent the whole ride while they're talking about the redevelopment of the island. I was looking at the view and starting to enjoy it. A smile crept on my lips after we landed in the Isla Riva. The island is like a paradise. It's so beautiful. The water is beautifully clear and blue. The rock formations are incredible. All in all, the island is magically fascinating.

“You don't have to think or worry, Isabel. I will handle it just tell me who it is,” Derek reassured, gliding his fingers into my hair, his face an inch apart from my face. “It's… it's Matilda. Matilda and her crew,” I finally responded and he banged his fist on the wall, his face a mixture of impotent fury. “You're mine Isabel and I won't stand watching you get hurt all because you're mine..” Derek mumbled, his breath fanning my face. His hands slid down my waist and he stared at me the whole time, the sincerity of his words brimming in his eyes.

“Rather than send her to their island, she’s coming to ours because of her violent outburst and mixed heritage.” “I see.” I turn onto a main road that will take me to the highway, the wheels squealing in protest at my rising speed. “Are we throwing a welcome party?” “Jordan is working on it.” “Taking bets on who fucks her first?” I guess, grinning. Carnage Wolves love sex. It’s a carnal part of us engraved into our animal spirit. Not just for men, but for women, too. And Carnage Island is severely lacking in the female department, giving the new wolf her pick of bedmates.

“This will be your training den for the week—or until the Ancient Ruins open.” Danial, still gasping, raised his head weakly. “There’s… something… called consent…” He gulped another mouthful of air. “And secondly… where the hell are we!?” Raiden grinned. “You’ll forget about consent here soon enough. And this—” she gestured around the small tropical island “—is the Reely Islands. Somerland Ocean territory, surrounded by eternal lightning storms.” Danial blinked. Forget about consent? That does not sound right.