Aph Bulgaria Novels & Stories

“All right. There’s information from the laptop that we found that indicates that the location you spoke of in Bulgaria might be the right one. Is it near Belogradchik?” “Yes,” Lucas said, his eyes widening as he realized the information from the laptop matched up with his own findings. “It’s within fifty kilometers, anyway.” “That seems pretty close to me,” Jo said, not even knowing for certain how big of a country Bulgaria was. “So… what would you like to do?”

I responded. “Alright. We will shop first, then we will go and eat, okay? She rubbed my hand gently. “Where are we going?” I asked. “Paradise center” she responded. My eyes widened in shock, “That’s the biggest mall in Bulgaria,” I whispered. She laughed. “Yes, I go there often” I thought about the expensive clothes and other stuffs in my closet and it finally made sense. Wow. We arrived after an hour and thirty minutes drive. I was awed the moment we stepped out of the car,

She stopped laughing and I saw myself now on the hot sand while her leg was upon me. “Who do you think you’re to speak to me that way? You're weakling!” She exclaimed, stomping on my belly. I gasped for breath holding on to my stomach. “Fine, can you at least tell me your name?” I tried to be as careful and humble as possible while speaking.” “You see that, that's how Bulgaria got to where it is today it literally settled for less. Hahaha.” She laughed hysterically. I couldn’t understand her. Sometimes she behaved crazy and said things without explanation.

Golden gladiators are clasped around her feet with matching backpack to put her money and other necessities. Off to Bulgaria! That is before her way is blocked by many, lots of them and they only want to do one thing, kill her, old revenge!

There’s nothing wrong with Sofia, Bulgaria. It’s a great city. I’ve been here many times before. It boasts beautiful churches and interesting museums and an outdoor book market. However, it is not where I want to be standing at six in the evening, hot, sweaty, and harassed, waiting for my baggage at the carousel, when I should be on the Greek island of Ikonos.