Novels Set In Arizona Novels & Stories

Nova and I ran until she physically couldn't go any further. At that point, we shifted, and I dressed, taking over. Nova had gotten us close to a little town. I walked into the town until I found a bus station. I wasn't sure where I was going to go. I lived in a small town in Idaho. I always hated the cold, so looking at the map, I decided to go to Arizona. I remember a time when my dad was really drunk; he had mentioned my mom was from Arizona. I wanted to see if Nova liked the idea of going to Arizona, but she was asleep. She was exhausted from running so far.

Tenochtitlan is the only DUMB city that it has, and more people go through it in transit, between the much bigger and more important DUMB cities in South America, such as the ones under Lima or Buenos Aires or Rio de Janeiro and the DUMB cities of the United States, than actually go to do any kind of business in Tenochtitlan. With the rest of my time here on this particular train trip, I’ll try to wrap up for you, dear reader, how things turned out in Dust Bowl, Arizona, and how I wound up in the private, government deniable hospital from which I started these memoirs in the first place. When I last left off there with you, I was still with Field Team 42. We had just fought off a herd of zom

Lucy POV Well, I'm definitely not in Colorado anymore, Lucy Carrigan thought as the Arizona sun shone brightly in the sky. Moving from a well-known landscape for skiing and mountain climbing to a cacti-filled terrain can be a shock to one's nervous system, especially with the Sedona heat making all the difference. Lucy did not like the sticky feeling of sweat droplets trickling down her back into her underwear.

“Since we have destroyed Azba, I have no urgent need of him. No large band will appear now till the first grass.” “Is Azba cut to pieces then?” inquired Novoveski. “So cut up that I do not know if twenty-five men escaped; and even those will be caught one by one, if Mellehov has not caught them already.” “I am terribly glad of this,” said Novoveski, “for now it will be possible to go to Rasrkoff? In safety,” here he turned to Basira: “We can take to Sir Rushet the letters which her grace, our benefactress, has mentioned.”

Lunch was brought to her room with a folded note on a silver tray. "Dress for dinner," whatever that meant. Amy wasn't sure if she was a prisoner or not, no matter what Hypo Man said. She decided to test the waters. With her K9 companion at her side, she made her way down the long hallway. Incredible western artwork was displayed on the walls. She wasn't familiar with the artists but she knew expensive art when she saw it. The staircase was beautiful and reminded her of Tara from Gone With the Wind, although she didn't feel like Scarlet. She didn't see anyone as she walked out the front door. The grounds were endless and she could see a path on the right side of the house. She walked through

The realization sat heavily inside my chest as I stood alone on the balcony overlooking Arizona Pack’s eastern gardens. The night air was cool against my skin, but it did little to calm the storm inside my head. I rested both hands against the stone railing and closed my eyes briefly. For months we had been chasing shadows. First the poisonings, then the attacks. Now murder. For an entire week, every messenger arriving at the Arizona Pack had brought more grim tidings. Settlements lay in ruins, supply routes lay sabotaged, and entire villages that once flourished through foundation aid now teetered on the brink of despair. Food, medicine, and essential resources had become luxuries, perilous

We land in the northern part of Arizona where a large settlement of people banded together and made their home after the hellhound invasion. The village founders were smart and took their stand in high desert with good planting seasons and enough water coming from several lakes in the region. It's also much cooler than Southern Arizona.

The engines of the moving truck hummed as it went down the dusty road and into Phoenix. The sun shone down without pausing, turning everything golden. It was completely different from the grey sky and the memories they were leaving behind. Belle gazed out the window of the automobile and hung on to the edge of the seat with her fingers. She was sad because she didn't know what to expect from this new chapter. Arizona felt like it was a long way from the life she had built and the challenges she had dealt with. Was this really a new start, or just a place to escape the past?

Every day I went a different way to school, the coffee shop where I worked, even home so no one would know my routine. I even signed up to do virtual yoga in the mornings plus on days where I have off from work and school I go out and see what Phoenix has to offer. I have fallen in love with their Arts and Culture especially their culture with their Mexican and Native American influences. And the landscape here is so beautiful with the mountains and deserts it’s so breathtaking. I try to go hiking every weekend of course I have my entourage following close behind for my safety until Noah is caught. But I don’t think I’ll ever be safe knowing that I helped put the Reza sons in federal prison.

“Yes, save time and water, very efficient.” There wasn’t a lot to see along the highway to Arizona. Wide expanses of flat land, broken by hills and mesas lined the highway. Small antelope darted across the rode and cows seemed content to graze in the middle of nowhere without shelter in sight. The sky was endless as well, deep blue with puffs of clouds drifting by. “I don’t get to do this nearly enough,” Jake said as he drove along the barren highway. They hadn’t seen a car since they had gotten out of the city.