La Plata Rail Cam Novels & Stories

"Don't we have some cream?" "Good thing I brought some with me." Another voice came from the entrance to the balcony. Matthew and Raisya turned their heads to the person that walked in. The person was almost blindening white, but the darkness of night turned down the brightness. "Just in time, Platinum. We were about done." Raisya said. "Your chimaera servants are very interesting, Matthew. And also very… Devoted." Platinum walked toward them with a jug filled with what she said to be cream. Her dress really contrasted the night.

And running through the center of it, gleaming like a silver snake, was the Mag-Lev rail line. "Do you see the train?" Saoirse shouted over the wind. Vane pulled a spyglass from his coat. He squinted with his good eye. "I see smoke!" Vane yelled. "Big smoke! It’s the heavy hauler! The Iron Behemoth!" Tristan opened his eyes. The violet light pouring from them was terrifying. "Perfect," he wheezed. "A big target for a big rock." "We have company!" Zephyr screamed from the prow.

She reached down, her leather-gloved thumb catching the edge of my chin, forcing me to tilt my head up until my eyes were locked into the golden fire of her irises. ​"But we aren't taking the highway, are we, Little Bird?" she whispered, her voice dropping into that low, breathless register that made my blood run hot despite the damp chill of the bunker. "Julian didn't build you to be stopped by a roadblock. He built you to go straight through the foundation." ​The cargo rail wasn't a train; it was a single, streamlined titanium capsule that sat on an electromagnetic track, designed to move high-value physical assets through the mountain tunnels of the French-Swiss border without ever touchi

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Sam, on the other hand, finished the cleaning of plates inside the comfort room. He walks straight to the couch and read the intriguing choices for his career. He needs to think carefully and need to talk with the CEO. Because his phone is not on him—Sam decided to open his laptop while waiting for the Doctor to come. He sighed, and when opening the site of CAM, he is now seeing some streamers. [Welcome to CAM, find your ideal streamer!] It is the banner of the application as he is reading it. Sam hears a whimpering sound from his grandmother again. He rushes to the bathroom to get her bowl.

The Coldwater Railyards were a sprawling graveyard of rust and forgotten industry, cut straight down the middle by a single, pristine line of elevated magnetic track. This was Cargo-Line 7. It didn't carry coal or steel. It carried high-density plasma batteries and classified tech directly from the Board’s manufacturing sector to the Citadel, moving at speeds that made traditional transit look like it was crawling in wet cement. "Track in sight," Reaper called out over the comms, his voice tight with the G-force of our acceleration.

"You run away with thieves." "Better a thief than a machine, father!" Kenji spat at the hologram. "And by the way... I deleted your browser history." The elevator shot up. [The Maglev] The Surface. Train Platform. Rain. The sleek, silver Maglev train was starting to move. Hovering on a magnetic cushion. "Jump!" Sebastian yelled. They sprinted across the wet platform. Jack threw Braun onto the rear cargo car. Harper jumped, landing gracefully. Sebastian grabbed Kenji and threw him on board. He jumped last, his fingers gripping the edge of the door.

,he continued,his voice low and measured never taking his eyes off Salvatore. “And what is the price for such….generosity?” Ignoring his question,Don Silver continued. “A realignment of power,Salvatore.”,his tone lowered to a whisper as he leaned forward. “The drug routes you have been eyeing for expansion…..they could be yours.Exclusively if I might add.” The gleam of avarice in Salvatore’s eyes at the mention of the drug routes could not be missed. “What is this proposition going to cost me?”,Salvatore spat,his voice hoarse.