Mexico の小説・ストーリー

I say while winking at him. “Not more than me,” He replies before getting into his car and driving away. I join the group, and everyone was so excited to go to New Mexico. “So, any plans for what we’re going to do next?” Stella asks. “Well, I’m gonna get drunk, dance, have some food and them raw, animal sex.” “Oufff, Hailey, girl. Hold your horses. I hear Mexico has deep secrets within. Better be careful.” Mai says.

Bryan finally muttered. “What?” Bryan turned his head to the side. “It’s Daniella.” “And please don’t ask. I don’t have the answers you’re looking for.” James held up both hands in surrender and zipped his lips dramatically, mouthing, Lips sealed. ********** Mexico It was Día de los Muertos, and the streets of Puebla were alive with celebration. Captain Smith walked alone, his gaze caught by a hauntingly beautiful artwork on display behind a shop. The painted skull bore a sorrowful expression, one that oddly mirrored the heaviness he’d been carrying since morning.

Alessa replied and Tracy mouthed an ‘oh’ as she nodded. “How did they find out, though?” “Damien told them.” “Your husband?” “Yes,” Alessa replied with a nod. “Oh, he is really your husband,” she muttered. “So what's wrong?” Tracy asked again and Alessa stared at her for a few seconds before responding. “I hate Mexico.” “What? Why?” “I used to live here and a lot of bad things happened here,” Alessa replied and looked away from Tracy then stared down at her hands. “Bad things? How bad?”

Justin argued. "He only has control of one country in South America and Mexico," I interrupt him, taking a sip of whiskey. "I have Central America and North America at my feet, not to mention a good part of the businesses in Africa and Europe. I don't need those two countries." "Great, but the profits from those two countries are huge, and you know it. In Europe, governments are becoming more closed, while in Brazil and Mexico, things are loose, and you know that in Africa, it doesn't work well," He says, rubbing his head frantically. He only does that when he's nervous.

Thursday. DDM Inc., Ju醨ez, Mexico. ARTURO LOBO SQUINTED AT the computer screen, his mind shuffling the numbers into imaginary columns. He couldn't risk creating his own file or even writing the quantities down without the Asclepius Health systems recording his every keystroke then there were the cameras in each office.

KATTYS POV I stared at the girl in front of me, from the looks of it she was a human "You moved recently?" I asked raising an eyebrow, Mexico was a town full for werewolves every single person who lived in Mexico were wolves or rather those who attended the school they are all wolves and it seemed like she has no idea whatsoever about it "so what brought you here?, i mean this town?" I rose an eyebrow " well dad gets transferred every year due to his work so he was transferred to Mexico"

Six years later Phoenix POV I was squatting in the swamp waiting for the signal. I knew none would come. I could feel the leeches as they attached themselves one by one on my body. I heard low talking in the bush and waited. As the noise got closer, I shifted to maneuver the M16 to get it ready to fire. As I grabbed the rifle, my finger, the trigger finger, couldn’t fit into the trigger as there was a huge leech latched on. I brought it to my mouth, released my canines and bit it off. Just as I got it off, I had just one second to pull my weapon and shoot two shots into my victims. No extra bullets lost, no noise. I crept out of the swamp and crawled over to an embankment, I had to still my

It's 7 am and I have been lying here awake for the last 45 minutes. Moving to a new city has been kind of hard for me. I miss my old friends but my father assured me once we moved here I'd make new ones. We've been here a few months now and I still don't know anyone. School starts soon and I will be a junior in high school. I am supposed to be a senior but I was held back in 6th grade. I am scared that I won't fit in with any of the crowds here because where we moved from was pretty bad, here everyone seems stuck up. I shouldn't care though because I have always been a loner.

“Here.” I took the cool bottle and sat on a tall stool at their breakfast bar. “Do you think Rei and I could do the same?” She shrugged. “How worried are you about Dario being upset?” “I want to say not at all, but the truth is on a scale from zero to ten, I’m a nine.” Camila pressed her lips together and hummed. “What if you two wed in Mexico?” “Why would we do that?” “Because marriages in Mexico are recognized in the US.” Her green eyes opened wide. “I have an idea but first tell me if this is what you want.”

In a city called Villa Milpa Alta, a borough in Mexico City which lies in the southeast corner of the nation's capital, bordering the State of Mexico and Morelos. It is the second-largest and most rural of all the boroughs with the lowest population. "Yes, when is she arriving," the man on the call asked. "Okay, that is no problem at all. You just need to give me my usual," he said, laughing sarcastically.