theangelsfall

[theangelsfall]

Romance Isle- Chapter 1

Warnings: Screaming, throwing things, alcohol use, swearing

Summary: Your boyfriend comes home with the marks of another woman on him, you fight and he leaves. Your best friend gets you enrolled in a new dating reality show.

Authors notes: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, you will all get to meet the contestants and the host next week.

Screaming matches and tears, that's all your life had become these last few months, your throat was raw from screaming, spit flying as you and Jack Barlow, your boyfriend were fighting once again. God's you were sick of this, he had come home from 'working overtime', yet he had come home recking of another woman's perfume, bright red lipstick smeared on the white collar of his crisp white button up.

"I'm fucking leaving, why can't you just fuck realise that all you ever will be is a warm body to fuck," Jack snarled, his dark blonde hair, tousled as he rips clothes out of our shared drawers, stuffing them into the duffle bag he had taken from the wardrobe.

"Fine! Fuck off then, I don't want your used up dick anyway," you tried to stop the pain from showing in your voice, but it cracked uselessly, tears and snot streaming down your face.

Pain thundered through you as his huge bulky shoulders slam into you sending you stumbling back into the wall, you look up waiting to see him turn back concern on his face but instead he keeps walking, his hands clenched so tight you could see the veins pulsing in his forearms.

You gasp, eyes jumping to the door as Jack rips it open, almost pulling it off the hinges, it smashes loudly into the hallway wall, leaving a doorknob shaped hole. His boots smack hard into the porch, the leather bottoms squeaking as he twists, the sound of metal snapping ringing in your ears. His icy blue eyes, seem to almost glow red with rage as his fist raises, hurtling something small that flashes bright silver at your feet.

"I hope you realise what you've lost today," his voice ripped through the silence that had formed in your head, his teeth flash white as he spits onto your once shared door mat.

Words bubble in your chest, lips parting to speak, to scream and roar your fury, but the words pop in your throat, leaving nothing but bile on your tongue. His angry cursing slowly fades as Jack storms down the street, all red rage and dark thoughts. You hated him, hated the anger and sadness he left you with but yet the tears wouldn't stop falling, sobs tearing from your chest your whole body shaking with the force of them.

You don't know how long you sit there sobbing, cries wrecking your body, your fingers curl around the hard lump if metal in your pocket, the screen burns your aching eyes, a fresh wave of tears spill down your cheeks as Jack's smiling face stares back at you, gods, the cold emptiness where your heart used to be had couldn't be normal, it hurt so much. It must have taken years, to type the familiar number of your best friend, the ringing helped drag the numbness from your lungs.

"Y/n," the cheerful voice of your purple haired best friend came through the phone, "what's going on bestie?"

You open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out, Nadine's concerned voice continues to flow through the speaker, the words distorting and stretching in your ears into Jack's hateful screams. The phone slips from your numb fingers, clattering to the ground, with a dull thunk. You could still here her voice crackling over the speaker, panic leaking into her normally cheerful voice, you don't know how long you sit there curled into yourself.

Cold air flows into your once warm home, the door still open from when Jack had stormed out, your heavy eyelids slide clothes, sticky with tears. Even the crash of the door slamming closed and the sound of rushed feet padding lightly over the carpeted hallway towards you wasn't enough to force your lead eyelids to open, warm soft hands gently cradled you cheeks tilting your face up, the smell of crushed flowers fill your nose, the smell of Nadine.

"Y/n, darling, are you okay? Why was the door open? Is Jack home, did he hurt you?" Question after question spills form Nadine, her voice filled with concern and the harsh pants of someone who had sprinted as hard as humanly possible.

She was blurry in your vision, every blink had sandpaper grating over your nerves, warm brown eyes gaze down at you, the curve of her pink lips stretched down.

"We had a fight and he left... For good this time, I think," your voice crackled like broken glass, eyes burning as if you had more tears to spill.

Nadine's face twists something akin to disgust maiming her gorgeous features, strong warm hands gripping under your arms, dragging you to your feet. Your knees almost buckle weak from being curled to your chest for hours, your friends strength and soothing words kept you up right, her warmth a brace against the cold and pain of the world. Slow shuffled steps drag you towards the open door of the house's guest bedroom, despite not saying a word Nadine seemed to know that the room you had shared with Jack would be too much, too soon.

The door creaked softly, as Nadine pushed it open, you lean further into Nadine, gods, your body was so heavy, each step felt like miles, every breath burning like ice in your lungs. The purple haired beauty gently helped you climb into the fresh sheets of the guest rooms double bed. Numbly your fingers curl around the duvet, the sound of rustling fabric and zippers filled your screaming ears. Warmth leaked into your skin, as Nadine climbed into the bed, her lean arms wrapping around your body, cradling your shaking body to her, Nadine's soft voice whispered calming words into the crown of your head. Her wildflower scent wrapped your aching head and heart in loving warmth, it takes but moments for sleep to steal you away.

***

Months later, music pumped through your blood with every beat of your heart, Nadine and you twisted and spun on the dance floor, laughter roaring through your chest, sweet fruity alcohol burnt your throat as you both danced your hearts out.

"Y/n!" Nadine called, her hands curling around yours pulling you to the edge of the dance floor, weaving you both easily through the throngs of bodies, you both tuck into a little corner. You couldn't stop the smile from curling your lips as her fluffy white dog pops up on her lock screen, "I have something to show you!"

You roll your eyes, laughing softly, assuming that she was going to show you some of the cheesy tinder profiles she had been scrolling through. The alcohol in your system always made everything funnier, but being with her also made her life just so much better, she was your best and honestly only friend. You take to watching the grinding and rolling of bodies dancing as the music filled your world once again, your foot tapping in time to the beat.

Nadine's fingers curl around your chin tugging you to look at her, a dark eyebrow raised, "I've been calling your name for the past minute, silly," she waves her phone in front of your face, a bright overly commercialised web page shining into your liquor blurred vision.

"What is it?" You yell over the pounding music, leaning close enough to feel her warm breath on your ear ad you strain to hear her.

"It's a new romance reality show! It's meant to be a mix of the Bachelorette and Love Island, they are looking for and I quote, 'we are looking for a lonely women who's recently had their heart broken and are looking for new love.'" She laughs loudly, her grin wild and free, "I signed you up, you're the perfect person!"

You laugh along with her, shoving her shoulder before curling your arm around her shoulder and dragging her back to the dance floor.

"Yeah right! Like I'll be the one making it onto that show!"

***

You groan loudly, blinking your dry eyes open as the loud irritating buzz of your phone ringing sending throbbing pains spiking through your brain. Nadine groaned next to you, you both must have stumbled into your guest room after last nights round of clubbing. The soft sound of fabric shifting broke the buzzing of the phone.

"Answer your fucking phone, for the love of fuck," Nadine grumbled, dragging the duvet up and over her frizzy purple head.

You couldn't stop the raspy laugh that spills from your achingly dry lips, your numb hands scoop up the still buzzing phone, an unknown number flashing across the screen. You groan head flopping back onto the pillow, clicking answer and dragging the phone up to your ear, putting on your best fake happy voice.

"Good morning, this is Y/n speaking, how can I help you?" You wince lightly at the scratch sound of your voice.

"Good Morning, Y/n, this is Cypress from Romance Isle," the charming voice on the other end of the phone snapped you awake, anxiety and excitement curling in your gut like writhing snakes.

Your fingers curl around Nadine's muscular arm, shaking the poor women awake, almost forgetting your caller as you excitedly shake your best friend.

"We are calling to let you know that you have been chosen to be our main romantic attraction," you could here the laughter in their voice, they must of heard your plight in trying to awaken Nadine, "as you supplied all your information on the interest form there is nothing that we need from you, you will receive an email informing you of all that you will need to bring with you, as well as that date a car will be sent to pick you up and bring you to the filming location."

You go to ask a question but Cypress's smooth voice cuts your words off, "Ah, I almost forgot, you must bring your passport as you will be flying."

With that the line falls dead with a beep, a squeal startles you, twisting you face Nadine, her lips were pulled back in a wicked grin, her honey brown eyes seemed to glow with excitement. Strong arms wrap around you, dragging you into a bone crushing hug, her happy laughter mixing with your own.

"I can't believe you stupid drunken idea actually worked," you gasped between startled laughter, grinning just as widely as Nadine.

"I knew it would! Who wouldn't want to date you."

You shove her giggling as she tumbles from the too small bed with a shriek, her head pops back up a mock angry look on her beautiful face, in flash she was on you, fingers tickling your sides as you squirm and cackled under her weight.

"What was that for you witch! I get you dates with a whole bunch of gorgeous people and I get shoved off the bed for it!"

You both freeze, chests heaving as your phone pings loudly, your eyes lock, and her hand snatches her phone from where it had fallen on the bed. Her fingers fly across the screen unlocking it with a practiced ease, her grin grows as excitement lights up her face.

"You go in a month, it says here that you should try to get all your affairs in order as its unknown how long you will be away for," her voice goes from excited to almost sad, "it also says that in order to make sure nothing gets leaked during filming, your contact with the outside world will be limited or completely cut off."

She sighs softly, gently placing your phone down to lay back down next to you, her warm brown eyes seemed to overflow with sadness.

"You okay?"

She smiles softly at your question, "yeah, I'm just going to miss you, who am I meant to party with if you aren't here?"

***

A month flies by so quickly it doesn't feel real, your time with Nadine keeps your mind from wondering too close to Jack's shadow, her bright smiles and cheerful laughter keeps your mind and heart light. Now she stood by your side, her bright purple hair, faded to a soft lilac, dark circles drag under her eyes, a testament to all your nights dancing in the clubs.

The skies seem to be in mourning, grey paints the heavens in a monochrome scene, the cool air in stark contrast to the heated anticipation that flows through your blood, today was the day. Nadine was clutching the small bag of belongings you had packed, insisting she holds it so you could save your strength for the long travel to the island. You knew she was only saying that so she could stay by your side a little longer, Nadine had and always would be your rock, the one person who had stuck by you through all the storms you had faced. Here she was again, sticking by your side as you faced yet another hurricane, this time it was one of her making.

The sleek black car pulls up, the windows almost as dark as the metal, the engine purred softly as it idles in front of the both of you, the door opens with a soft click. A dark haired, dark skinned man steps out, a soft charming smile curling his lips, a pair of dark sunglasses rests on the bridge of his nose, blocking his eyes from view. A dark perfectly tailored suit shows off his tall frame and broad attractive shoulders.

"Ms Y/n, I see you have a companion with you, I must advice that only you will be allowed to come with us," his voice was like rich velvet, smooth and deep, "I am Ezra, I've been assigned to drive you to the airport and accompany you on the flight to the Isle."

"Okay, thank you, is there anything else I should know?"

"Anything else can be talked about on the way to the island, may I help you bring your bags to the car?"

You nod taking in all the information that had been given, handing over the bags when Ezra reaches for them. You twist, nervousness swirling within you, the warmth of Nadine's eyes keeps you steady, her arms curl around you, pulling you into a tight hug. You hold her just as tight relishing in her warmth for a long moment, her purple hair spills over your shoulder, pulling away she grins at you.

"Go get yourself hot date, bestie,"

You couldn't stop the laugh that forces its way your lips at Nadine's teasing words, your whispered goodbyes were cut short by Ezra opening the door to the back of the car, standing next to it in order to close it once you climb in. You sigh softly pulling from Nadine's embrace, saying one last goodbye as you slide into the pristine leather seats, the door shuts with a final click. It takes but a moment for the driver to climb into the front and the cars engine to purr to life, and pulling onto the street.

Hours pass in a blur, the world flying past, nature and modern life fliting across the window.

"What will happen once I arrive?"

It is quiet for a long moment, long enough that you go to ask again before your driver answers.

"You will arrive, be shown to your room, where you will be given a few hours to settle and get ready before you meet the others."

The drive was long enough that you had dozed off, your vision blurred at the edges as Ezra climbs from the car, gently opening the door and offering you an arm to climb out of the car. Ezra seemed to be known at the small airport, the security nodded at us, the receptionists offering us small sweet smiles. It turns out your passport was needed only once, just before you climbed onto the small private plane, one that was hired exclusively to bring people to and from the Island.

[theangelsfall]

Romance Isle- Meet the contestants

Warnings: None

Summary: A first taste of all our contestants.

Authors notes: A first taste of our lovely men and women, I hope you enjoy my take on them.

Aaric Greycastle

Aaric Graycastle, a confident, almost arrogant man, he is used to getting his way back when his name had more sway. He is a stubborn man, ready to play the long game to get what he really wants.

With sandy brown hair and grass green eyes, who wouldn't jump at the chance to spend time with him.

Age: 23

Occupation: Public relations for a political group

Bodhi Durran

Bodhi Durran, a gentle and patient man, Bodhi is ready to go to the mat to protect the ones he cares about. Scandals are this man's middle name, all it takes is one of his signature charming grins and all of that is washed away.

Bodhi had deep brown eyes, that you could drown in and curly black hair that begs to have your fingers tangled in it.

Age: 25

Occupation: Pop star

Brennan Sorrengail

Brennan Sorrengail, a good natured and helpful man, he enjoys solving problems and puzzling over ideas. Being the oldest of the group, he enjoys slower, calmer time. It shows in his physical appearance too, with short cropped auburn hair, streaks of silver already peaking through.

Stoney amber eyes, crows feet and a dimple that pops out when he smiles, who wouldn't swoon at the man.

Age: 30

Occupation: Emergency Medical Technician (EMT)

Dain Aetos

Dain Aetos, a polite rule-abiding man, Dain is a man used to getting what he wants when he wants. Being raised in a military family, he is punctual and can be strict when in a position of leadership.

Deep brown eyes, like fresh tilled soil, short cropped curly brown hair, a course stubble beard that brackets his plush lips. A smile that shows of his boyish side and accentuates the scar on the left side of his jaw that peeks over the stubble.

Age: 25

Occupation: Ex-Army Captain

Garrick Tavis

Garrick Tavis, a duty oriented, driven person, on the outside he is stoic, quiet man. Breaking through his outer shell will show you his softer side, full of good humour, an easy smile and charm.

Pale skin, dark curly hair and hazel eyes, this man is a beauty, with broad shoulders and a hulking frame, its as if a Greek statue has come to life. A scar that runs from his left temple to his jaw, shows off his more wild side.

Age: 26

Occupation: Bodybuilder influencer

Imogen Cardulo

Imogen Cardulo, this pink haired beauty, has vibrant green eyes, like sparkling emeralds. She's a feisty, loyal and mischievous lady, she likes a challenge and enjoys the hunt. Peel back her layers and you'll see her kindness, and the softness she carries for her loved ones.

If scabbed knuckles and bruises were a fashion statement it would be Imogen's, her half shaved pink hair adds to her rebel like fashion.

Age: 25

Occupation: MMA Fighter

Liam Mairi

Liam Mairi, an easy going and loyal man, he's fiercely protective yet always smiling. He's got a grin that could melt even the coldest of hearts, with tan skin and a smattering of sun woken freckles. Having worked on a farm all his life has left him, with strong muscles and calloused hands.

Liam has piercing sky blue eyes, that could capture the very world in his gaze, his perfectly white teeth peek out often of his ever present grin.

Age: 24

Occupation: Farm worker/ Underwear model

Mira Sorrengail

Mira Sorrengail, a woman of unwavering conviction and charming arrogance. The camera's love this women, the paparazzi can't get enough of her, with her windswept short brown hair, and cunning brown eyes. Her loyalty and protective personality comes out when the press starts trying to harrass her little sister Violet, some would say her actions in protecting her family border on the cruel.

Mira is all muscles and heated looks, her dark eyes seem to almost burn with intensity, her lips always curling into a vicious smirk.

Age: 28

Occupation: Actress

Quinn Hollis

Quinn Hollis, is all warm heart warming smiles, cheerful greetings. She's often described as a warm and bubbly woman who can make even the most antisocial person spark up a conversation, her kind and protective personality is always on display around her students, as a primary school art teacher, she always does her best to cheer others up and encourage you to follow what your heart says.

Quinn, has a mass of curly blonde hair that frames her round cheeks perfectly, a blue streak is a hint at her out there personality, her pointy chin and full lips make her a striking beauty. The golden hoops that line her ears speak of the rebel influence of her best friend, Imogen.

Age: 25

Occupation: Art teacher

Rhiannon Matthias

Rhiannon Matthias, is a loyal and compassionate woman, her followers take inspiration in her determined ways, she is always striving forward, always working to be her best. Don't mistake this drive for recklessness, she is always taking rests when her body needs and encourages others to do the same.

Her dark skin is littered with small scars and tattoos, long dark braids hold her hair frame her oval face perfectly. With deep brown eyes that seem to see everything, she is an intense person to be around in the best possible way.

Age: 24

Occupation: Fitness Influencer

Ridoc Gamlyn

Ridoc Gamlyn, the comedy world's heart throb, he is full of sarcastic witty replies and teasing comments. You can't spend anytime with this man without grinning like a fool, his happy go luck attitude often gets him mistaken as just a side character or a push over but that couldn't be farther from the truth. Ridoc is a loyal and protective man, he is absurdly gentle with his friends and loved ones.

Dark fluffy brown hair that bounces with every step is often tousled on his head, this playboy had dark eyes that draw you in as much as his grin. He might be on the shorter side but don't let that fool you, he is a solid body of muscle. If you ask nicely you might even get to see the dragon tattoo that curls around his shoulder to just before his collar bone.

Age: 24

Occupation: Comedian

Sawyer Henrick

Sawyer Henrick, is a cool collected man, he has always been the one to soothe arguments and hurt feelings. He's calm and cool personality betrays the intense passion he feels for the things he wants, once he sets his mind to something its best to not get in his way as he will keep going until his goal is reached. Maybe this is what makes him so watchable as a streamer, he may have a small following but they are loyal. His smile comes easy and his advice even easier.

Sawyer is a tall wiry man, often seen in big hoodies and creamy knitted sweaters, with a smile that calms the heart and soul and eyes that see into your soul. Sawyer has pale skin and freckles that dot his skin like constellations. He lost his leg years ago in an accident, that left him needing a new mechanical appendage, luckily for his bank sawyer loves to make things so the new leg was just a new challenge to work away at.

Age: 24

Occupation: Gamer/ Tinkerer

Violet Sorrengail

Violet Sorrengail, there is more to this women than meets the eye, you may think her fragile because of her short stature and thin frame but that is untrue, her body may be weaker than average but by no means is she to be messed with. She has a tongue like a blade when it comes to protecting her loved ones, just like her older siblings she is smart and stubborn.

Her beauty is ethereal and unique, with pale skin, hazel eyes and dark brown hair that slowly fades to a sleek metal silver.

Age: 24

Occupation: Chemist

Xaden Riorson

Xaden Riorson, the one and only son of Fen Riorson, the previous head of the Aretia biker gang, due to his passing Xaden took control of the gang. Xaden is imposing with his height, muscular build and wide shoulders and winding tattoos. The dark haired man is littered in silver scars that break covering of his warm tawny skin. Xaden is a emotionally withdrawn man, his gruff exterior and cold shell are made to keep people from getting too close. It will take time but if you manage to work your way into his inner circle, you will see his kind heart, see the softness he keeps for only his loved ones.

With dark windswept black hair, sharp features and strong jawline this man is definition of beauty. A scar cuts through his left eyebrow, adding to his rugged charm. Long lashes frame his gold flecked onyx eyes.

Age: 27

Occupation: Mechanic/ Gang leader.