Rincon De La Luz Novels & Stories

She just assumed everyone got used to seeing what everyone else was doing all the time. “Christian will go over all of that with you when you get to LIGHTS,” she continued. She didn’t know who Christian was but she figured she’d find out soon enough. Her head was beginning to spin again. “And what does LIGHTS stand for again?” “Lincoln International Guardian and Hunter Training Station.” Cadence found herself confused once more. “But I thought it was in Missouri, not Nebraska?” “It is, princess. It’s named after Abraham Lincoln. For obvious reasons.”

Malachi and Levi drove to the Council ranch in silence. Levi had spent two full days silencing the Mexican cartel in Anaheim, making sure there would be no blow back to Kai. The Council’s ranch, in Montana, was located on Bitterroot Lake. It was built on the river with groves of trees flanking the house. It had wide open spaces, and it was quiet. The Council held meetings there, and once or twice, they’d invited future Council Alphas to the ranch.

The DJ- a black man who looked to be in his mid-thirties with an Afro- strung out Latin pop mix on loudspeakers that resonated through the floor and glass walls with such a strong effect that Megan found herself wondering more than once as she looked if they wouldn't be finding themselves plunging to the ground before the night was done. Anyway, far from the dome but still in its direct view, she saw the Christ the Redeemer statue shining with its lights to add an almost a divine feel to the height they were at above the ground. She actually extrapolated that that feel was why Ricardo DiSanto had chosen to have his residence far above the ground and in the way it was. Thing is, on a differen

Lance stepped closer to his mate and his mother; with Bill hovering over all of them, ready at a moment's notice. The power went out from all the wind and lightening and now the house shook, really shook like an earthquake. Somewhere you could hear glass breaking and someone scream. The emergency lights came on, but it was minimal at best, but you could still see everyone in the room. Phoenix never spoke; she just kept biting her lip and groaning. Gael was torn. He was concerned about the present condition of the pack, but he was more concerned over his mate and pup. Doc Simmons said it was time to push and push she did. Gael went to her side and held her, sitting her up slightly. Every push

The ride was quiet, but the tension began to ease as the familiar scenery of Crestwood passed by. After a short drive, they reached a dense forest. Damon parked the truck and led Aqua along a narrow, winding path. The trees grew thicker, the air cooler, and the sounds of the town faded away. Finally, they emerged into a clearing that opened up to a breathtaking view. They stood on a high ridge, and below them lay the entire town of Crestwood, the rooftops and streets stretching out like a miniature model. "Welcome to my special spot," Damon said, a hint of pride in his voice. "I've been coming here since I was a kid. It's a great place to think and just... be."

“WOW,” Aria exclaimed, her voice filled with awe as they arrived at James’s rest house in San Benjamin. It was a quaint town nestled in Southern Luzon, famed for its stunning beaches that stretched like golden ribbons along the coast. The sand, shimmering under the bright sun, looked as if it had been kissed by gold itself. The waves gently caressed the shoreline, their soft whispers mingling with the breeze that carried with it the scent of the sea. The further they drove into the heart of this coastal paradise, the more Aria felt her senses awaken to the wonders around her. The scent of salt and blooming flowers filled the air, invigorating her spirit and washing away the weight of her eve

Dozens of short lanterns lined both sides of the path leading toward it, their warm lights glowing against the night and reflecting softly on the nearby water. Thin strands of tiny wire lights had been hung around the canopy, making the whole place glow softly like stars had been pulled down and wrapped around it. There were small baskets, candles, and food. And near the edge, a second place had been prepared. It was simple, quiet, facing the water. Calla stared at everything. The cool night breeze brushed against her skin. She slowly turned to Rico, suddenly understanding that this wasn’t really a date. This was something else. Rico held out his hand toward her. Her eyes dropped to his hand

“Yes, Wildfire. Santa Barbara.” And then I saw it. Belmond El Encanto. The grand hotel, glimmering with lights that reflected off the ocean, had elegant tables set for an intimate dinner. The breeze carried the scent of the ocean and roses, and the golden light of the fading evening cast everything in a surreal glow. I couldn’t breathe for a moment; everything looked like a dream. I froze. “Marion… you didn’t…” He smirked, his hand finding mine. “I told you you’d see.”

The voice of the live band in the corner serves as their background music. Everything may seem dark, but for Infinity there is tranquility in this kind of darkness. The music also gives a different vibe. Peace. That's what Infinity has been wishing for a long time. And this scenery, somehow, gave her that peace...her little bubble of peace. "The lights we are seeing are from Cavite. They look like stars on land.” He broke the silence between the two of them again. It was obvious Paolo was trying to create a conversation. When she told Paolo to bring her here, she already had a decision. A conclusion she should have made a long time ago.

She said explaining her search. (The cape of Higashi-henna-Zaki Miyako: Agari-pyauna-Zaki) is a nationally designated Place of Scenic Beauty located at the southeasternmost point of Miyako Island, Okinawa Prefecture, Japan. It is connected by road No. 83. The promontory is 2 km long and 140 –200 m wide. At the end of the cape is a white lighthouse which gives a 320° panorama view of the ocean, a very popular spot for sunrise viewing. The lighthouse was erected in 1967. with assistance from the Japanese government after a man called Mr. Sunakawa, who was head of the local fishing union, had become concerned by several severe boating incidents near the coast of Higashi Hennazaki.)