Cadillac Desert Novels & Stories

I said smiling at him and he slowly raises his head still looking embarrassed. I asked him to join me at breakfast, though it was just coffee and a slice of bread. I am happy to know that I still have someone to eat with even in my special mission slash journey. "We are near our destination." He said then sipped on his coffee. I nodded and thought that it was good news. Nearing our next destination, the valley of the high mountains lays a small county. It will be a little hassle to go there because we have to trek, but if ever we get tired, we can just fly our way there.

We all walked down into the big blue porter that lead us outside our city. We are seven in number. June, kelvin, Camila, lex, gold, Nixon and me ..Waiting to our next destination. The world over here was empty- a void. "Its a Desert " Nixon said as he inspected the environment. "Dead end." camila replied with a frown while I just watched the two of them not knowing what to say. Master has chosen lex to be our leader. So my attention was more focused on lex.

Desert Oasis Stop The sun was just slipping behind the jagged silhouette of Camelback Mountain when Elara eased the Chevy off I-10 and into the curving driveway of the Arizona Biltmore, LXR Hotels & Resorts. Golden hour had painted the sky in deep oranges and pinks, and the historic resort glowed under the fading light like a desert mirage—Frank Lloyd Wright-inspired architecture with clean lines, textured concrete blocks, and lush gardens that felt like an oasis after the long, empty stretches of California and Arizona desert. Nico shifted in the passenger seat, stomach growling audibly.

Malachi and Levi drove to the Council ranch in silence. Levi had spent two full days silencing the Mexican cartel in Anaheim, making sure there would be no blow back to Kai. The Council’s ranch, in Montana, was located on Bitterroot Lake. It was built on the river with groves of trees flanking the house. It had wide open spaces, and it was quiet. The Council held meetings there, and once or twice, they’d invited future Council Alphas to the ranch.

I said, standing, “we find that facility.” “Do we even know where to start?” Celia asked. Kate took a shaky breath. “I saw mountains. Pine trees. High elevation. A red stone ridge line. There were birds I didn’t recognize—black with silver tips. That might narrow it down. There was a smell… iron and sulfur.” “Volcanic soil?” Micah asked. Camerin nodded. “That puts us in the southern ridge regions.” “Then we start there,” I said. “Hana stays here. Under protection. But not confined. Let her speak with whoever she trusts. If she remembers anything else, we need to know.”

The day went by with me relaxing by the pool but not swimming since the second I started to take off my shirt to swim in my bra and biker shorts Igor and the hunch back of Notre Dame or other wise known and Ace and the ass hole Pablo who’s still salty from me fucking him uk when we first meet, told me they would lock me in my room and tell Calder if I tried. Again what kill joys. Now I’m chilaxing on the over stuffed chair in the living room when the front door opens and in stumbles Calder with some blonde chick tucked into his side. “Wow your place is so big, you must be super rich” the chick giggles as he brings her closer to his chest and wraps his arms around her waist. He groans and gru

We stepped into the lobby of the company, and Daze gestured around the room. "This is the main lobby," he said. "It's where visitors come to check in and get their badges. Over there is the reception desk, and that's where you can get help with anything you need."

The ride to the cabin was long, or at least, it seemed that way. In truth, I hadn't been to the Diamond Pack compound in years. But, although we were driving the same path, we weren't going there today. We passed by the airport and drove on I15 N, away from the city and into the desert. Soon, the bright, neon lights gave way to a desolate wasteland, marred with dismal peaks in the distance. It was a sharp contrast to the sensory overload of the city to which I had become so accustomed to. Soon, we pulled onto US 95 and then onto NV 157. On the right side of the road was an old abandoned buckboard that had been there since the 1800s, a rusted reminder of the barren desert through which we wer

He said goodbye, and she tried to focus on the scenery, a more pleasant alternative than the myriad of thoughts clouding her thinking. Cadence made it through Elko, Nevada, a decent sized town, before she realized she was almost out of gas. The idea of running out of gas in the desert, without her phone, even if there were a lot of cars on the interstate, didn’t sound too appealing, so she was happy to see a sign that showed a gas station in a few miles. Once she’d reached the appropriate exit, another sign informed her that the station was actually about five miles off of the highway, a nuisance, but she was in no hurry anyway.

Three months later... Today was going to suck. And not the good kind. Nope. The big, sweaty, hairy donkey balls variety. He thought he'd been prepared for this, but the shift in his gut said otherwise. Biting back a sigh, Nakos Hunt glanced from the two men standing beside him to the wide open expanse of Cattenach Ranch. Two-thousand acres of rolling grasslands and high plains. The Laramie Mountains just to the south were little more than a bluish mirage in the distance, but a slightly cool breeze wafted across the basin to provide some relief from the heat.