Jacksons Island の小説・ストーリー

ZION I laid on the little pebbles that created a man-made shore. The folks in this town tried to make the lake resemble a beach but they lacked a few components. Actually, they lacked many components. For starters, it would have been nice if they had actual sea sand so laying on the ground and bathing in the sunlight didn't feel so uncomfortable. They could have also cleaned the area. It looked like this was the designated party spot for every teenager in town.

“There’s still time.” “Where are we going?” Aly asked, feeling excited. “You didn’t tell us.” “Yes!” Alina chmed in. “We wanna know where we’re going. Will there be a lot of people? Or less people? Will there be an amusement park? I’ve never been to an amusement park!” Her eyes were lit up with excitement which made Jason wince. Why were these two so excited about the trip? He groaned. “There’ll be an amusement park,” he said. “It’s at Aston Island.”

Jackson immediately spotted the small crowd gathered along the shore as his boat drew closer. “Jax is here!” a shrill voice shouted, stealing everyone’s attention. It was Greta, a paid woman on the island who had her eyes on Jackson. She bounced excitedly, as if she hadn’t seen him in a year. She wore something revealing—her fair legs on full display, her chest nearly spilling out—but Jackson didn’t even react. Jackson went out to sea every single day. Whether he caught fish or not, he went anyway. Sailing had become part of his life during the four years he had lived on the island.

He stopped at the door to pick up his slippers and stepped back outside. His footsteps stopped after he reached the shore. Jackson Island is actually beautiful. With simple houses, beaches with white sand and clear water and enchanting views in every corner of the island. Beverly loved the place. However, on the other hand, he also felt very lonely. Jackson didn't torture him, but the image of his family always haunts him. Baverly is annoyed at the thought of dying on the island. Suddenly, a large arm tugged at his wrist. "Want to swim?" bargaining man who is none other than Jackson.

"I'm Julian Orton. The lion is my pet, Edan. This is my family's private island. Isn't it beautiful?" Jade closed her eyes in frustration and interrupted Julian's incessant chatter. "I know your house is beautiful. But can you tell me where this place is and what your relationship is with Lloyd?" Julian looked surprised. "You don't know where this is? Then how did you get here?" Jade secretly assessed Julian, finding him physically fine but questioning his intelligence. "This is an island in Seylon that's not visible on maps. The entire beach is my family's property. Isn't it magnificent?"

"Yes. Joywell signed him for an endorsement. We were supposed to shoot today, but now he's gone missing, and even his manager can't reach him. I'm worried something might've happened." "You signed Mr. Finley?" Clark asked. After being silent for a long moment, he continued, "Don't worry. I'll send you an address. Mr. Finley usually stays there." "Alright." Shortly after hanging up, Willow received the address from Clark. "Isaac, head to Jade Garden in the eastern part of the city." Jade Garden was a high-end villa complex developed by the Bassett Corporation three years ago. It had a modern design, surrounded by an arts district and galleries, a popular area for the younger, tech-savvy crowd

She took another sip of ginger ale. “It’s just us here, so we’ll have to mostly fend for ourselves. I’m afraid I only have Jeb and some security on the island right now.” “Jeb was the man who took the speed boat on the beach, right?” Emma asked, recalling the name. Jackson smiled at her. “Yes. He maintains the island for me. When our plans changed, he set up our dinner here instead of out on the yacht like I had planned.” “Thank you for changing your plans,” Emma said. “I’m sorry about my stomach.”

Then he shouted, "This is our master," With each chant, the flowers jumped open their mouths in response. Hana patted Zeci's head appreciatively after everything had been sorted out. Hana and Jackson decide to leave Cyber Island. So, according to the time that they went to the island until this day also passed two months outside. They'll be late if they don't come out.

Madison My phone vibrated in my clutch. Jackson's name flashed on the screen. "It's Jackson," I told Hazel, my heart skipping nervously as I answered. "Hey, where are you?" "Madison, they won't let me in! I've tried explaining I'm your friend, but the security guy keeps insisting my name isn't on some list." "What? That's ridiculous." I glanced toward the entrance. "You're at The Summit, right? Main entrance?"

“It was Daddy James’s idea. I heard it’s near Hawaii. I’ve never been there before. Is it very similar to St. Joseph Island?” “Yes,” Ned said. “The Princetons own islands all over the place. Nobody can ever keep count. St. Thomas is pretty secluded. It’s only for private guests. It’s a nice place. Have fun, won’t you? It’s about time you get a holiday from work.” Sakura nodded in agreement. “Yes.” “Is the gallery business going okay?” he asked suddenly. “Yes, Melissa quit and Megan is back,” she said cheerfully. “Good,” Ned said. “Megan is a good worker. I trust her.”