Silla's Busting Advanture

  Silla sat in the front passenger seat of the miner’s car, her eyes gazing out at the island’s golden sunset. The soft glow of the fading sun seemed at odds with the dark memories this place held for her and every woman who had been subjected to its horrors. Gavin’s Rock was a paradise tainted by patriarchal rule, its beauty marred by years of oppression. But as the day slowly gave way to night, she knew the time for revolution was drawing near. The island was about to change. And when it did, it would no longer belong to the men who ruled it with brutality and arrogance. This island, with its scenic coastlines and lush landscapes, was meant for something greater—a future where women ruled, and men were reduced to nothing more than pets, stripped of their false power. Silla’s heart swelled with that thought. The revolution was coming, and the night’s festivities would be the beginning of the end for the men of Gavin’s Rock. Silla stole a glance back at Bianca, Dinah, and Madelyn, ...