Budapest Novels & Stories

Budapest, Hungary — Dusk The Danube split the city in half, but it was lies that divided it more deeply. Amara stood before the gates of the ruined estate, where vines climbed broken marble columns and bullet holes whispered old wars. Her breath fogged in the frigid dusk air. Nico stood behind her, armed and silent. Adriana kept watch near the gate. “According to Vesper,” Nico said, “this was Isabel’s hideout. For nearly five years.”

“No, I’m serious. You could’ve hit Matteo and been like, ‘Sorry, Jayden, but it’s Europe. There are no rules’.” Cass finally cracks a smile. “I might try that myself. Love me a foreigner. I wonder if they have accents?” “Of course they do. They aren’t all going to sound normal, like us.” Lisa gives a laugh. “We sound real normal right now.” I grin. “Oh, and then there’s Viktor Balázs,” Lisa says, moving on. “Head of security. Hungarian. Built like a freaking tank. Oh, I’m definitely visiting you in Brussels now. Sign me up.”

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The whole of the city is laid out beyond my bedroom window. We entered the city on flat roads but the landscape this side of the palace is all hills and I can see most of the city spread out before me. I have never seen anything like it. All the different buildings, the colour, I couldn’t see individual people but I could see movement and signs of life in the streets.

Maybe I'd put it in my Will; a kind of a post-dated apology letter. "That sounds nice," Hana smiled. "Any specific location? Father married Misty in the Helsinki Cathedral." Hint, hint. "Or we could use St. Stephen's Cathedral in Székesfehérvár," I tossed out there. Jormo and Hana were at a loss. "It is in Hungary." What I neglected to add was it was the traditional site for the coronation of Hungarian royalty for hundreds of years. "My homeland?" "Oh," Hana allowed...then it dawned on her that I was an untrustworthy cad who loved hidden meanings.

ODETTE After a close to eighteen-hour flight with two stops in between—one of which Gunnar had made, we landed in South Africa, in the province of KwaZulu-Natal. We were hauled up in a hotel room near the beach. The city we were staying in—from the little I had seen—was beautiful. Durban seemed to be filled with people of different races and ethnicity. It was different from what I had expected. Then again, I didn't know what to expect when Ace said we were going to a safe house. All I knew was that we wouldn't be staying at this hotel for very long.

Her soul would be long gone before Zion could even get here. If only I hadn't gone to Zion's room with Kendra or anywhere alone with her. She wanted to see the house, I thought nothing of it since hardly anyone had ever been inside Zion's home before. It had a reputation of being haunted in the town so everyone stayed clear of it. Hence, her excitement to see the building didn't strike me as odd.

I was rubbing my mouth before I was thinking about his statement. “And what is it all about?” I asked him before I was leaning against the window, waiting for this news that he brought to me. “Well, two news actually. One is that my potential suitor for your daughter was in close proximity and your daughter has been using her credit card in Budapest, Hungary,” he said before I was blinking my eyes. Budapest? Hungary? Taylor was in Hungary at this moment?

“Hey guys, I need to know when we are going to head over to that warehouse that Amy said was about ten miles from Juxney’s. I’m not sure I remember where that is.” “I know where that is.” Gael said. “We used to use that field over there to play baseball and soccer.” “Well, we need to get over there and get those she-wolves. Every day that passes is another day they could be in misery, and I can’t have that.” Phoenix said with authority in her voice. Sonya asked, “How do we know that it isn’t a trap? I mean Amy may have been lying.” “Oh no, we know it isn’t a trap.” Tina said as she got up to grab some more food. That girl could put it away.

Nae felt Azrael enjoying toying with her. They left Bucharest quarter to 7 pm, Austria is an hour behind Romania, making here a quarter to 6, but the clouds are already dark and the city lights started to illuminate the streets, “Where do we start?” Azrael said and walk past Nae to a crowded part of the park where people were riding a rental bikes.