Novel Vista Novels & Stories

The price of her crimes, and I wouldn't feel any pity for her, much less help her. I move to the balcony, scanning my eyes over the view. I can see the Snow-covered peaks of the mountains. The flakes falling from the sky. In contrast to the snowy weather out there, the villa is warm and sunlit. I don't know how both contrasting weather conditions exist at the same time in the same area. The sky is iridescent, adding to the beauty of the contrasting weather. It's magical, really. I drink my wine again, loving the tranquility. That's when a voice echoes in my mind all of a sudden.

" Miss Abigail, this is to bring to your notice again that you are hereby chosen to Work for the CEO . you are to resume work immediately and a car would be at your house Tomorrow morning to bring you to Playa Vista Ham Esuite to begin your new Job. Good Luck!" "No! This is not true, I am dreaming, right?" I screamed. I rubbed my eyes twice and read the message again. Playa vista was the newest Esuite in London, built after Playa Vista Isle, Florida USA, though I never knew who owned it. I chuckled sarcastically and hit myself but I wasn't dreaming at all. With my heart leaping with too much joy, I held my stomach as I laughed like I was insane. You just couldn't imagine how I felt. I jumped

Then Hades came keeping me out of that and forcefully pushing me into his. Then for the first time I looked at something else from the windows. In that villa I looked from the large window panes to the evergreen forest and the large garden all the time listening to the waves of the river that were only a few distance afar. Then it changed as I stood various times looking outside from The Decardo mansion. Did I ever love what I saw outside from it? What was there to even see? In the villa at least there was impending forest with no visibility of the boundaries that kept me inside. But there I could see the large walls caging me in.

The White Creek Mountain ridge towered up ahead; Nueva had never been here, and she now realised that she was far from home. The morning star rose east behind the mountain, treating the faraway landscape to a glorious dawn. The blue moon faded in pastel orange and pink colours that burned across the horizon. They stopped in a grassy clearing at the base of the mountain catching their breath and steading themselves for a fight if needed. Nueva's white as snow fur, short over her body and longer at the neck, was smooth and shiny as it glowed in the last of the blue light. Her stance was confident, and her body strong.

“Come, I think we both need to shower after that. Let me take care of you.” Blair picked up her backpack and let him take her by the hand as he led her through the apartment. Floor-to-ceiling glass faced the inner harbor and Viaduct Basin. Light glittered off a myriad of buildings and luxury super-yachts and cruisers moored in the basin to reflect on the inky surface of the ocean. The vista was surreal. About as surreal as the fact she’d just allowed herself to be swept away by a sensual hunger she’d only barely begun to acknowledge.

It made her miss Averbury already. The bookshelf was overflowing with hardbound books. Just like a wine cellar stocked with fine wines, these shelves were for great collections of the classics and the valuables. Violet went to the credenza to pour herself a glass of cool water, which had slices of lemons in it. She flopped down again in a wing-back chair by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked outside while quenching her thirst. The sea view was breathtaking, too. The façade had an abundance of plants in multi-layers. There was a floor where planters could cluster, railings for climbers to twist and trail around the walls, and trained vines bloomed with pink blossoms over the surface. Viol

Not light. Something deeper. A soft glow formed between their joined hands. Not from the sky. Not from the Veil. From them. Mira gasped. “That’s… impossible.” Luna’s voice was calm now. “It’s not Moonfire.” “It’s connection.” The glow expanded. A new kind of energy—gentle but unbreakable. The fading world slowed. The Null Warden paused. For the first time… it reacted. “Undefined energy,” it said. “Unacceptable.”

The back of her skull pulsed where it had met the gallery wall. Ricardo’s jacket lay folded over a chair like a discarded skin. Hiraya bandaged her head. Nerisa had kissed her forehead and told her to rest. Odesa had gone out with murder in her eyes and a smile on her mouth. Now the house waited. High above the city, the Sombra penthouse was a sky-bound sanctuary of glass and stone: floor-to-ceiling windows staring down at a glittering sprawl of lights, polished tile that reflected everything, and dark wood that absorbed what it couldn’t reflect.

Emma’s POV: The morning sun filtered through the open windows of the villa, casting soft rays of light on the newly furnished space. It was surreal, stepping through the doorway of what had once been just a dream, now a reality. The Tuscany vacation home was everything they had envisioned and more. From the rustic charm of the exposed beams to the grand view of the rolling hills outside, it felt like a piece of their future had taken root here.

Nova’s POV I could see the sun starting set. It was casting beautiful hues of orange, pink and gold, across the early evening sky. I didn’t know what was going to happen next, so I decided to take a moment to just take in and absorb the beauty of nature. I had the ominous sensation if I didn’t figure out a way out of this, I wasn’t going to be seeing another sunset.