Best Novels About Or Set In Mexico Novels & Stories

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Lippy told her she could make a fortune if she cared to establish herself in Mexico, but Lorena didn’t care to. From what she could see of the country it didn’t look any more interesting than Texas, and the men stunk just as bad as Texans, if not worse. Gus McCrae claimed to have been to San Francisco, and would talk to her for hours about how blue the water was in the bay, and how the ships came in from everywhere. In the end he overtalked it, like he did everything. Once or twice Lorena

“I don’t know. “ he said lightly, “Many of the books I was reading before were about those guys who..you know, left everything and went travelling all over the US, or Mexico. “ “Yeah, Mexico is weird. “ “You’ve been there?” “Oh, yeah, on the …” He was about the say the worst mission in my life with the cartels but quickly shut up. “On a vacation. Sort of. “ “Nice, “ Killian smiled, “ I just always felt like those were the places where you could get lost in and you didn’t have to turn back. “ “Is this what you want? To never turn back. “ “Who doesn’t sometimes?”

“What kind of place do traitors run to, Damian? Somewhere far, somewhere untraceable… somewhere we wouldn’t dare look.” “Could be anywhere, Dona,” he mused. “Africa. Asia. The Middle East. Depends on who’s helping them.” “No.” She stopped pacing, her voice cutting through the air like a blade. “There’s one place that fits.” He hesitated. “You mean Mexico? Or maybe an Arab country?” Her eyes lit up with sharp excitement. “Mexico.” She smiled to herself. “Jeez, Damian… sometimes I forget how clever you are. Start there.”

CATALINA Okay. I know I said I'd build my walls even higher….but how could I do that when he's doing all these sweet things for me? The way he looks at me and touches me. Maybe I should bring my walls down a bit? Watch how things go…. I had this fear that things would go back to the way they were once we went back to Mexico. If they did, I'll have to accept my fate and keep the memories of this place buried in my heart.

Where I and Avery spent the night in. “Bryson, you have outdone yourself. This place is great” “Yes, it is. I need to use the restroom, Axell” “Alright, man” He left and I pulled Bobby’s hand and he pulled me in for a hug again. “Bobby, it's been ages, my man. How have you been? How has Mexico been treating you?” “You know the way it is over here, right? The mafia, they keep increasing day by day. The country is finally turning into something else. Only a few among the mafia’s are good”

Henry’s POV Mexico City. It was more beautiful than I had thought it would be. Before, I knew close to nothing about Mexico. Most of the time, I heard about it, it was something about drugs and cartels. I never thought much of it except that there was a possibility that it was just another uninteresting country like a bunch of others in the world.

Yet, nobody cared that his mother was the victim, not a home wrecker. A slow-burning rage curled inside Guvano, but he swallowed it down, keeping his face composed. “If I knew where she was, you’d already have her,” he said simply. Leonardo stared at him for a long moment before stepping back. “If I find out you’re lying, Guvano, not even your mother’s grave will protect you.” Guvano only smiled. Mexico. Alessia sighed, staring out at the bustling streets from her spot at the outdoor bar. Two days in Mexico, and already she felt the weight of homesickness pressing on her chest. Juan Morito had been nothing but kind, yet her thoughts were plagued with worry.

She was so cheerful and as happy as a lark. I led her into our waiting limousine, enjoying the high spirits she had. "Mexico is busy Raphael. I wish to explore it later in the day" Nicole merrily squirmed in her seat. From the shining bright sun to the parked classic cars in every buildings to the bustling streets filled with the chattering of individuals, stalls and musicians playing at almost every corner; Mexico was truly very busy and colourful. I watched her with a smile on my own face. Her curiosity and innocence, eager to explore and her thirst for new knowledge was spell bounding.

1 MARIANA I wiped my hands on my apron, glancing out the window of my little bookshop. The late afternoon sun bathed the streets of Mexico City in a warm, golden light, making everything seem peaceful. But peace felt far away from me these days. Lately, I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching me, lurking just out of sight. Maybe it was my imagination. My shop wasn’t exactly a bustling place—just a quiet corner where people occasionally wandered in looking for something old and forgotten.