Andestine Novels & Stories

No storms tonight — just that eerie hush that comes before something breaks. Adrian called. A single word: “Tonight.” We met at the penthouse. Vanessa’s safe house, technically — no traceable utilities, no listed owner, no loose ends. Adrian stood by the window, the skyline a bruised smear behind him. “He’s landing in four hours,” he said. “Dubai was a bluff. He’s touching down in Nice, France. Old safehold. Old accounts.” “And you’re going to meet him there?” I asked.

“We got a ping from one of Vega’s ghost servers. It’s active again, but only for a minute. Long enough to trace.” Celeste’s voice cut through the intercom. “Location?” Damien’s fingers flew over the keys. “Private island off the Argentine coast. Vega’s safehouse.” Adrian leaned forward. “Confirmed?” “Confirmed,” Damien said. “And if the signal’s right, he’s not alone. Maya Ross is still with him.” The room went silent. Luna’s jaw tightened. “Then that’s where it ends.” Damien glanced at her, wary. “You understand what that means, right? He’s cornered now, and a cornered man gets dangerous.”

“Drystan… are those…?” He smirked faintly. “Yes. All of it.” She blinked. “This entire estate?” “Mine,” he said simply, slipping his hand over her lower back. Her jaw parted, stunned. “How—how many houses do you even have?” Drystan tilted his head, as though genuinely needing a second to think. “Paris. Florence. Istanbul. Marrakesh. Dubai. Tokyo. New York. Rome. Three in London. Two in Vienna. One floating over the Amalfi Coast—because why not?” His voice was casual, teasing.

Juan moved his hand up the glass and tapped it once. “Start with Milan. Give me the name of the bank, the vault number, the courier they use. Then Venice. Then Rome. Tell me Hernández’s safe house on the east coast. The guard struck him with hot metal again.

I also went to check the status updates of my friends. When I got to Haniya's update, the first thing I saw made my eyes twitch. It was a picture showing a guy holding the flag of a country - a country I wasn't sure I knew the name of - against his body. The middle of the flag, which was white was stained with the guy's blood. Haniya's caption for that photo was 'pray for Nigeria'.

"Yes, honey. And we do not want to be late so eat up." The three of them were currently in Vidale City and just like Shantala had originally planned, it was a place that was on the opposite side of Estermouth City. It was also the capital of the smallest country so she was quite confident that it was the safest place where they could have a normal life without having to worry about being caught by either Klauss or Hyperion.

Ongoing down the bus, a girl tapped her. Turning to her side, she slightly crumpled her brows "Sorry for disturbing. I am a Skyla. And you?" She asked "Uhm. I am Amyla. But my family call me Amy or Myla. Well, I prefer Amy" Amyla said "Nice meeting you Amy. You seem new here" Skyla said moving down the bus and Amyla did same Amyla just nodded in responds "You're not a talking type, are you?" Skyla asked "I guess" Amyla responded

She looked around, trying to determine her location, but she had no idea. The driver promptly exited the car to open the door for Alejandro, who gracefully emerged, radiating an aura of royal authority. Meanwhile, Marisa remained seated inside the vehicle, observing her surroundings. It wasn't long before the car door swung open, and two of Alejandro's men approached her, lifting her from the car with a gentle yet firm touch, following Alejandro's prior command. Her gaze was drawn to the imposing building before her, a grand hotel named "ALEN GAMBINO." This establishment was, unmistakably, under Alejandro's ownership.

"Right I have had to book a private plane, for me and Annabelle to be able to come with you. So we will go to the air field at five in the morning so not long before the sun comes up. The plane will take off around six. It is around Nine Hours to Brazil. We will land in Eduardo Gomes International Airport at around three in the afternoon. Me and Annabelle will have to stay on the plane for around three hours before the sun sets. We have booked the Juma lodge hotel in manaus, you and Arizer can go there and book us all in and we will meet you there when we can finally get off the plane." "Right ok, that is how we will get there, but then what? Where do we start trying to find an amulet that n

I slowly paddle towards him not to wake him up, I gently place my hand under his head to support him, my slightest touch is enough to jolt him up. His beautiful eyes open up settling directly on me. "Celeste" he whispers lovingly, "Theo" I say softly. He sits up straight, he wastes no time in pulling me in his lap sideways. I stare at his face noticing the slight stubble and dark circles marring under his beautiful eyes, I nuzzle my face in his neck, breathing in his scent. He smells of forest and after rain. "Tonia isn't responding" I say broken heartedly. A wolf disconnecting from their human isn't a good thing.