Alone On An Island With Seven Gorgeous Women

Chapter 6 Finding A Shelter

Word Count: 659 | Released on: 31/03/2022

e 'SOS' on the beach. Make it as large as possible so that the rescue team wil

that lucky, but as the lead

torches. "I'll go into the forest with Rosie and Eliza to find a s

to make sure that the bonfire stays lit while we ar

e. She knew that she had gotten the e

into the forest, all

re already night there. Without the torches, it w

s could be crouching amongst the foliage? Occasionally we would hear a roar, o

ned and moved clo

h was terrified. It seemed that she was truly

my arm made improper

rying to seduce

behind me and didn't dare to speak, fearing that sh

ur three torches combined allowed us to see our surroun

n was close to my chest, and my palm grazed her soft buttocks from time to time. It

he sky turned dark we found a hidde

he entrance was narrow. I

ace for the seven of us

Rosie wanted to leave right away so we coul

e cave. A few strange, worm-like c

d behind me

torch," I s

tely handed m

arp hissing of snakes could be heard. Four brightl

me tightly with all her

We are safe now

fraid of the torch. They

d recognize them later and went back

other supplies. We lit the bonfire insid

and said, "Thank God! W

o speak when loud barkin

getting

ng was

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“My best comrade-in-arms died in that nightmare of a battle, and I was discharged from the army. I summoned up the courage to call my girlfriend and tell her of my retirement, but she had even bigger news for me. She was marrying my close friend. I had lost my comrade, my girlfriend, and my friend. I could barely move my limbs and get on the plane that would carry me and the urn that contained the ashes of my comrade. To make matters worse, the woman sitting next to me on the plane started berating me. I was drowning in helplessness and anger. Why did fate keep playing these cruel jokes on me? The plane started to act strangely and then broke down. We went spiraling and crashed into the sea. Seven women and I were the only survivors, and we managed to reach a nearby desert island. These were my companions on this isolated island. Eliza, an attractive Hollywood actress. Rosie, a spunky young lady from a wealthy family. Karin, a mature and elegant married woman. Tracey, a mellow stewardess. Hazel, a wise translator. Anya, a cold and distant intern. And Stella, a righteous and brave policewoman. Some might be driven to despair on this wild and unforgiving island, but I found new strength, responsibility, and bravery within myself. I swore that I, Marlon Becker, would ensure the survival of these beautiful ladies.”