Mexico の小説・ストーリー

Maria is the only child of Ricardo and Juana Lopez who where farmers in the small village of San Sebastián Bernal. She often joined her parents to work in the farm, but she had bigger dreams which existed outside the small town in Mexico. Maria left Mexico to visit a her friend Emma Pelan who resides in Los Angeles,who she attended college with her with papers , which was supposed to last for just six months. Emma had a job in Orleans restaurant where she helped Maria get a job where she worked as a waitress.

I gave my pack a weak smile reassuring them I was fine now and stayed focused on our Alpha. "I know you are all wondering why were are here tonight as we, the Blue Moon pack, don't do many of these pack meetings. We are a peaceful small pack after all." The crowd cheered at our Alphas words. "But being so small we need alliances so we have agreed with the Midnight Warrior pack to help them with anything for their alliance as they are the largest Warrior pack in the world." I knew it!

Alessiano was a damn fool for sticking to tradition when it came to his father’s view on the way respect was earned and upheld. Marcelo came from the old country to the US to meet his future wife in one of the first united meetings between the Italian mod, Irish, Russians and the Americans. Donatella had just turned sixteen when she attended her first gathering, a mutt among pure blooded Italian men and women. Donatella had been the product of a fling my father had after my mother passed away unexpectedly. Salame Gonzalez Russo, heiress to the Mexican cartel, only daughter of one of the FBIs most wanted and world wide dealer in skin. She had given my father the one thing my mama wasn’t able

Dryann opened the car door, his eyes glinting with resolve. “Mexico.”

Now. The screen lights up, and my stomach twists violently at the date—October. I nearly drop the phone. My breathing turns shallow. “Elijah,” I whisper. “It’s October.” He frowns. “Yeah?” “Elijah,” I choke. “That means I’ve been gone for almost a year.” His brows draw together before understanding flashes in his eyes. “Piper… time moves differently between our worlds.” I stare at him. “What?” He nods, his voice gentle. “The werewolf realm’s time runs slower than the human world’s.”

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

Isabella Mexico City "Straighten your back," I mentally ordered myself. "Smile," I put on the best smile I could for my interviewers. I had applied for a work visa in the city of Toronto, and I was jumping with joy as I would be leaving my country in search of better economic opportunities. It's not that I didn't like Mexico, but my dream had always been to settle in Canada and explore every corner of that beautiful country. "Your application is impressive, Miss..." one of the men in suits began speaking through the laptop screen, "... Sánchez. Isabella Elizabeth Sánchez Figueroa..." He furrowed his brow. "Am I pronouncing it co

Maya looked at us as she drank her coffee. "What did I miss?" I replied. "Nothing too much. Maya here got pretty lucky considering. She's going to stay until that wound is fully healed then we'll talk about it," said Dad. "I really don't want to be a burden. I heard Mexico stayed neutral so I was going to head in that direction," said Maya. "They are worse off than us. Once the cartels lost their biggest customers, they tore themselves apart. The military took control and it's pretty rough. They killed most of the outsiders living there too."

Leo suddenly resumed the previous topic. "Well, just so you know, honey... Gretta Juarez or Olivia is a procurer and brothel keeper from the 'La Coahuila' prostitution district in Tijuana, Mexico," Leo sneered sarcastically, "It's an open secret among state officials and I'm sure even government buildings often use her to find young girls to satisfy the lust of those political pigs." On the other side, I saw Owen seemingly give Leo a signal to stop. But Leo smiled defiantly instead.

I pointed out. "He is, he's now an affiliate of yours, we're meeting up with him to discuss the work in Argentina and Belize, his name is Artero McNeel, he's from France" she explains. "And what exactly will we be doing with him?" I ask putting emphasis on the we. "He's a friend of Luca's, your father cheated him last year in some stocks and bonds investments, so he's willing to do anything we want" she says with a relaxed smile. This is what I'm talking about, she just smiles.