Novel Set In New Orleans Novels & Stories

The music started again. By the time they threw me into the small, damp room that was to be my new home, I was gasping for air. The servant chambers were located in the bowels of the palace, where the stone was always wet and the air tasted of mold. Every breath felt like a shockwave of broken glass traveling down my lungs. I collapsed against the stone wall, the silver chains clinking mockingly in the dark. I closed my eyes, praying for a sleep that wouldn't come, a sleep that would swallow the memory of Lia’s hand in his hair. Hours passed. Or maybe it was only minutes. In the dark, time becomes a distorted thing. I lay there, shivering, my body trying to heal the invisible wounds of a rej

Feeling a little bit of hope I agree, anything at this stage would help. “We can leave after breakfast if you like, I have an apartment there where we can stay while we look for answers to the mystery”. I say while finishing up the breakfast. After breakfast, we go to my private plane on our way to New Orleans. I loved it, there was the music, vibrant nightlife, and numerous festivals. It’s a city that’s upbeat and steeped in tradition, playful and downright delicious. Arriving at my apartment, I knew why I loved this city so much. You could feel the electricity and how the people just enjoyed life. Rebeca and I had lunch and started asking around for a lady they called Meflicent. All the wi

*Raven* "I feel like cooking tonight, but I'm not sure what to get as I shop around the local market in the French Quarter of New Orleans. The city has a diverse population, and everyone seems to get along well, except for the occasional dispute. New Orleans is a lively city that keeps its residents well entertained, from Mardi Gras to Jazz Fest, the French Quarter to the Superdome. It's one of the oldest cities in the state and has a rich history, from vampires to voodoo queens, and Cajuns are well known for their southern charm. After deciding on a Seafood Creole Gumbo, I returned home with my grocery bags.

And she had been left alone to pay for it. I crossed into Louisiana as the sun was going down on the second day. Could smell the bayou. The Spanish moss and dark water and that thick electric charge that always hung over New Orleans like a warning. The city was close. The bond surged. Then twisted. Something was wrong. Very wrong. I pushed harder. Through the back roads and narrow streets. Following the pull straight toward Bourbon Street. Toward the Crib. I smelled them before I saw them. Vampires. Witches. Other things I could not name. All of it concentrated in one place, pressed together with the kind of intentional stillness that meant they were waiting for a signal.

(Avril's POV) I stood in front of the airport departure board for three minutes, clutching the fake ID I'd prepared. The next international flight that hadn't left yet—New Orleans. Alright. That's the one. I handed my passport to the woman at the counter and got a one-way ticket in return. The air in New Orleans was humid and sweet. The French Quarter's stone streets smelled of powdered sugar from beignets, and the lazy sound of a saxophone drifted from a corner bar.

Quietly, I slide out of bed so I do not wake him. The wooden floor is cool beneath my feet. I walk toward the window and pull the curtain aside just enough to look out. Morning light fills the street now. A woman walks her dog along the sidewalk. A man unlocks the door of the bookstore next door. The scent of coffee drifts faintly through the open air. Normal life. For a few seconds I let myself imagine we are part of it. That we are just another couple hiding in a small apartment in New Orleans. That there are no Hunters tracking us, no ancient powers tied to my existence, no war waiting just beyond the horizon.

Now that I had become Inette, I had no time for panic and fear, so I should think about how to survive. The quill was difficult to use, and it was even more difficult for my short fingers to hold it. The novel 'The Fall of Katrina' is set in the Bakelert Empire. The protagonist is Princess Katrina. The first act of the novel is the engagement ceremony of the third daughter of the Grand Duke, Inette, and the second prince. Here Katrina meets the next Grand Duke of Nijel, Elio. She ignores the warnings of her two brothers and falls in love with Elio, but she doesn't realise that he is only using her. Elio is mad and paranoid and wants to lead the whole country into ruin.

I was comforted by the singular fact that my mother's necklace laid proudly round my neck. We had a smooth flight and in the next minutes,I found myself standing on the native soil of New Orleans. The city where the supernatural meets the natural. It all sounded like a bunch of mumbo-jumbo to me. But looking at the streets filled with ancestral artifacts,I was a little bit excited that I would be living here. The car took us to our new home. It was smaller than the one back home and I immediately hated it. All feeling of excitement that I had on the drive here went with the wind. The sitting room was designed with outdated furniture design. The floor needed a cleaning company to clean it t

FILTHY IN THE DEEP SOUTH ELLA When my parents first told me we were moving to Southern Louisiana a few months before I turned 18, I had been furious. I loved our home in Michigan, and I had no desire to move to what I felt would surely be the ass crack of America. I couldn’t imagine ever getting used to the heat and humidity. I mean, they don’t even get snow for Christmas! The whole idea of it had me feeling depressed, but we had to move for my dad’s job, so we left and made the long journey to our new home right in the heart of Cajun Country.

She felt her grandparents deserved the peace and solitude that come with their age instead they were stuck raising a new born at the age of 60! And so Scarlette began a new adventure, leaving her past behind, one that was sure to hold many surprises and challenges along the way. She wondered what her life would be like in New Orleans, a city that was known for its supernatural inhabitants. Would she find new friends, new allies, or perhaps even new enemies? Only time would tell, and Scarlette was ready for whatever lay ahead. ———————— Gabriel had informed everyone that he refuses to fly with public aircraft back to New Orleans. The passangers kept staring at him, obviously he was pale as hel