Budapest Novels & Stories

— He nods in agreement, and smiles. [...] Ibiza is an amazing place, with wonderful beaches and parties practically every day in the island's nightclubs and hotels. Raúl decided to go to one of these clubs, inside a hotel in the center. I put on a short dress and this time he didn't imply, and if he did he wouldn't take it off. We arrived at the hotel, and I confess that I expected more from the place, after all it is a very popular place, frequented by famous people. Its facade is very simple, it looks like an ordinary building, there is nothing determining that that environment is a hotel, with the exception of the sign that shows its name: La Plata. Its interior isn't that impressive eith

I pull my shirt down and put Codi against my chest so I can burp her. “Are you familiar with a place called Houska castle?” She sits down and turns her laptop toward me. There is an image of an ancient castle on the edge of a mountain surrounded by a forest. “No?” I look at the photo. “It’s in the Liberec Region of the Czech Republic. Famously haunted and said to be built on top of the gates to Hell.” She clicks another tab on the screen to an image of a mausoleum. “How about Saint Louis Cemetery Number One? In New Orleans?”

I heard someone walk in and I looked up. I smiled when I saw him, it was Mac. Mac is the delivery guy who always delivers flowers to me. "Hi there Iris, these are for you" I sighed. Every day, ever since I started working here, someone sends me flowers. Everyday. "C'mon Mac, tell me who sends these. I don't like this system anymore" I say as I keep the flower bouquet next to my mug. I hate wasting flowers like this. I mean yes, I do recycle it by giving it to a girl in my building who uses these flowers for her business, but still.

Drink Svarak, a spiced drink from Prague topped with a dash of local rum that is special and so delicious. Our final destination is Pertrin Hill, which is at the height of the city of Prague. Pertin Hill is a hill area in the Lesser Town on the left bank of the Vltava river. Passing Vrtba Garden, past two historic churches, and ending at Petrin Tower, which reveals the beauty of the city at night.

Lukas asked "Oh I live in a house a few blocks from this school a big brown house" Lukas and Mike's eyes looked at him in horror "Y-you really live there?" Mike stuttered Andres was weirded out by the two so he just nodded Mike was still about to say something when the bell rang so they went to their next classes horror still plastered on Mike's face Andres decided not to mind it and focused on his classes

Nodding in relief, Aiden went out closing the door behind him, leaving us alone in the bathroom. “What the fuck, Louis?” She snapped annoyed but without losing her smile since Milena looked at us alternately, "Can you calm down a bit?" “Are you crazy? How can you be so calm listening and seeing the state the children lived?” I blurted out smiling as well when the girl looked at me before Eva put her in the water and automatically let out a squeak of pain that lasted a few seconds before focusing on the little plastic frog floating before her. "Oh, God... see? That's what I mean! That son of a bitch was unable to buy diapers for a poor baby and now she suffers the consequences of her greed.”

He looked at me for a moment and then turned away. “they always gang up on me” he whispered so they wouldn’t hear. I nodded “I know what that feels like”. the feeling was totally mutual, being ganged up upon by 6 brothers whose main goal on earth is to annoy the hell out of you. “first stop is Santiago bridals, ladies only” Kylie announced. Roman straightened in his seat “I thought we were all shopping together”

She said. Lucien laughed again while clapping his hands together, as if he was watching an interesting spectacle. "Moonwood. A city ruled by wolves ... Protected by witches ... And inhabited by many humans. Interesting ..." commented Lucien. The breeze hit their facial skin. Another figure came —joined in the midst of the easing of the tension. Leona breathed a sigh of relief when she knew the figure. Loui. The big brother. "Ah. Another Argent." muttered Lucien slightly bitterly. Lucien immediately looked away –avoiding Loui's intense gaze.

Penelope had been running recovery scripts on the corrupted Zurich folders when a different window ghosted across the screen a blueprint, overlaid in gold and red, framed by a velvet insignia. “Dorian,” she called. “You’re going to want to see this.” He crossed the room. Isolde followed. Penelope pointed. “This isn’t just performance tracking. These are coordinates.” Dorian’s eyes scanned the map dots pulsed across cities. Berlin. Vienna. Madrid. Kyoto. But one glowed brighter than the rest. Bucharest. Vivienne came closer. “Why Bucharest?” “Because,” Penelope said slowly, “the next Bloom, the one Vivienne was supposed to be in, is set there. Four days from now. Final rehearsal… two.”

A Step Ahead The team huddled in a small safe house on the outskirts of Vienna, a stark contrast to the chaos they’d just escaped. Elena sat at the table, staring at the map Luca had salvaged from the safe house. The red circles marked several major cities across Eastern Europe: Budapest, Bucharest, Warsaw, and Prague. Each location had corresponding notes shipment times, code names, and other cryptic details. “This isn’t just a list of targets,” Elena said, her voice low but sharp. “It’s a schedule. He’s moving something.”