Mexico Novels & Stories

– she woke up from her thoughts. “You, ok? Why are you not eating?” – Elif asked politely “I’ll do…” – she replied “If you’re tired then I can show you your room….you can have rest... there” – Alejandro added “No….I’m fine…Relax guys” – Ceyda said to everyone “Elif you should taste this one….This is enmolada.....one of the famous cuisines of Mexico…the yummiest and my favorite.” – Alejandro said to Elif She tasted the dish excitingly and everyone could judge by her expressions that she was enjoying eating it.

I wake up to the sound of my phone calling the Adhan; I can't believe it's morning already. I get up to observe Fajr (morning) prayers and go back to sleep. I wake up a few hours later, dress up and go to the gym. I can't wait for this year to be over; I am finally going to be done with university. I am in my final year of studying software engineering at California State University, Fullerton.

Finnicky as it was, though, the Alliance was one of far too few armistices of its kind in the United States, as well as around the world. Of the contiguous North American regions, the Northeastern Alliance and the Californian Federation were the only regions who’d achieved complete unification between the two species. To the North, Canada was a viciously selective Wolf-only territory, who rarely offered safe haven to outsiders. Meanwhile, Mexico was a haven for humans who actively plotted to eradicate North America of its ‘Lupine Plague’. All of the states in between were an untidy mix of Wolves and humans fighting for social dominance, creating a turbulent –

Mexico is beautiful! The beaches are white, the ocean an amazing shade of blue, and the house we rented is to die for! I might have to persuade my brother to go in with me to buy it. It’d be nice to have a place to soak up some sun and relax. The downside is that there isn’t really anywhere to shift when you’re feeling like shit. I asked Rose about the shifter myths in Mexico, and, except the one about the chupacabra, she didn’t really know any. I still didn’t want to be mistaken for the goat eating cryptid, so shifting was out.

"I'm so sorry I made you worry, baby. I swear, I won't let that happen again" "You know you shouldn't do things like that again. They leave me thinking the most scary thoughts" "I won't, baby. I promise" "Better" "So how was your stay in Mexico?" "Well, it wasn't bad. I enjoyed every bit of my time there. I got to taste some of their food and trust me when I say it's delicious, especially their Tacos, Burritos and Enchiladas. I got to see some places like the Riviera Maya, Puerto Vallarta and Ixtapa Beach. I visited the National Anthropology Museum and the great pyramid of Cholula as well. I also got a surprise for you"

Miguel Romero was a young lawyer living in the Mexican capital. He attended an American college, but after finishing school and apprenticeships, he returned to his native country. Miguel was a fairly tall and slender man with broad shoulders, a dark complexion, black eyes and slightly curly hair of the same color. The features of his face were very masculine and looked like carved out of stone, and he had a little bit of facial hair.

By the time we landed, Alina had stirred up from her slumber. 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 Dante. I wish to explore it later" Alina 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 bo

Malachi admitted, and little Leon waved at me before going back to watching the giant screen. “You came here?” It wasn’t meant to be a question, but it came out this way. “I thought he would like it better here. More distraction, but I can go…” Malachi started, but I shook my head. “It’s fine; he was meant to live here eventually. Both of you, actually.” Why was I making things so fucking awkward? Malachi nodded, “yeah. So how was Mexico?” “Fine. Warm. I don’t know.” I paused, watching the little guy on Malachi’s lap. “Do you want me to try?”

"Perhaps you should try a whiskey neat instead." "I'm telling you," Dolf insisted, leaning forward and sloshing his drink everywhere. "Mexico is the most beautiful country on earth. You'll see when you go there." "False," Lemuel countered, shaking his head so vigorously that Jenny felt a little nauseous just watching him. "Hawaii is the most beautiful place." He turned to her, his eyes filled with enthusiasm. "I'll take you there, Georgina. Want to come on vacation with me?"

"Hi. Is Attorney Fulgar here?" "Who are you, ma'am? Do you have an appointment?" "Please tell him it's Alexa Escobar," she said. The people outside glanced at her. Who wouldn’t recognize an Escobar? They could walk around without bodyguards trailing behind them. Their area wasn’t as dangerous as others. Even Chinese businessmen could stroll through the towns without security. The maid quickly went inside, and when she returned, she immediately opened the gate for Alexa. She entered with Jumbo, her companion.