Stuck in an Island with Twelve Beautiful Women
Chapter 1704 - 1709

Chapter 1704: Chapter 1709

Rose was last. She stepped close to Jude, brushing his cheek with her lips. "Let’s teach them how to love."

Alara reached for the altar, placing a single glowing seed into Jude’s hand. "This is the heart of the island. Carry it with care."

The crystal walls of the chamber began to open, revealing a new path - a bridge of light arching across a chasm of stars. Beyond it lay the world: vast, dark, waiting.

Jude turned back to his wives.

"We walk together?"

Lucy answered first. "Always."

They stepped forward as one.

Naked.

Glowing.

Infinite.

And the island, awake and aware, sang them on their way.

The light of the bridge shimmered beneath their feet, each step echoing like a heartbeat in the fabric of the world. Jude led them, the glowing seed cupped carefully in his hands, its warmth a pulse that throbbed in time with their breath. Behind him, Lucy walked with her fingers brushing his spine, her golden hair cascading down her back like silk spun from the sun. Beside her, Sophie and Emma held hands, their expressions focused, glowing eyes reflecting the swirling cosmos beneath them.

Zoey trailed her fingers along the bridge’s invisible rail, eyes sharp and curious. Grace walked barefoot and serene, her body aglow with that soft steady light that had begun to feel like home. Stella and Scarlet were shoulder to shoulder, quiet but connected, exchanging small smiles that spoke of secrets and shared pleasure. Natalie had taken Susan’s hand, guiding her forward when her steps hesitated, and Susan followed with wary wonder in her eyes, her other hand brushing over her belly as if guarding something precious within. Rose brought up the rear, her steps regal, her presence the quiet center of them all, watching the world ahead, the world behind, and the world within.

Beyond the bridge, the sky shifted. It was no longer stars and shadow, but shapes - structures, vast and glowing, floating like islands in an endless dusk. Towers made of crystal and light. Fields blooming in midair. Cities that pulsed with strange, beautiful rhythms. Music drifted toward them - low and haunting, woven with tones that felt older than thought.

Lucy’s breath caught. "Are those... places?"

Emma nodded. "They’re waiting."

"What are they?" Stella whispered.

"Echoes," Rose said, her voice a hush of reverence. "Worlds dreaming of awakening. Like ours once did."

They reached the far end of the bridge, and it opened into a circular platform made of woven roots and starlight. In its center stood a single archway, alive and humming, shaped from the same golden energy as the seed Jude carried.

He turned to the others. "We can still go back."

"No," Sophie said, stepping up to him. "We go forward. Together."

Zoey’s grin was lazy and fierce. "I want to see what happens when we kiss someone who’s never felt anything like this."

Scarlet chuckled. "Careful. We might break them."

Lucy tilted her head. "Or teach them to bloom."

Jude held up the seed. The arch pulsed in response. Vines uncurled from its edges and reached for him gently. When he pressed the seed into the center, the entire structure lit up. A breeze rushed outward, warm and alive, scented with things they’d never smelled before - rain on alien leaves, firelight wrapped in spice, new beginnings.

A voice - not Alara’s, not one of theirs - whispered from everywhere and nowhere. "You carry love like flame. Walk carefully. Burn beautifully."

The arch opened.

Beyond it was a world not unlike their own once had been - dense jungle, thick mist, the air brimming with potential. But this one was cooler, darker, threaded with blues and deep violets, the soil a rich indigo that glowed faintly underfoot. The trees pulsed with life, but not awake yet. Not quite.

Natalie stepped through first, her bare feet meeting the strange earth like a kiss. She gasped softly and turned back, eyes alight. "It’s cold."

Susan followed, clutching her hand tightly. "But alive."

The rest moved through the gate one by one, emerging into this new world. Moss curled around their toes, curious. Leaves turned toward them. The air shimmered around their skin, tasting them, sensing them.

Jude stepped through last. As his foot touched the new soil, he felt it - the island behind him watching, wishing, waiting. Not gone. Not left. Just... inside.

He looked around at the group. Their bodies glowed faintly in the dusky twilight, more like stars than flesh. He touched Lucy’s shoulder. She turned toward him, lips parted.

"We do it the same way we did before," he said. "No gods. No leaders. Just us. Together."

Rose stepped beside him, wrapping her arm around his waist. "And love."

Sophie added, "And truth."

Zoey’s eyes sparkled. "And plenty of sex."

Stella laughed and leaned into Grace. "Some things never change."

Jude felt the pull then - deep in his spine, in the core of his chest. A spot ahead in the jungle shimmered, calling to them. Not with words, but sensation. He took a step forward and the others followed. Branches parted. Mist lifted. And the jungle welcomed them.

The clearing they found was circular, like the first they had ever discovered on the original island. But instead of a heartstone, there stood a flower - vast, dark blue, closed tight, but pulsing faintly with inner light. It was waiting.

Emma reached for it.

"No," Rose said gently. "Not yet. It needs more than curiosity."

Jude stepped into the center of the clearing and knelt before the flower. The others formed a circle around him. Without being told, without needing to plan, they knew. This was where it began again.

He looked at each of them. "Are you with me?"

They nodded, one by one. Hands joined. Bodies leaned together. Breath synced.

Jude closed his eyes.

He kissed the ground.

And the flower opened.

The light that spilled from it was different than gold. It was sapphire, tinged with violet, deep and strange and sensual. It curled around them, tasting their skin, pressing against their hearts.