Un Camino A Casa Novels & Stories

"What's the meaning of this?" "It's as you see." I pushed open the door. "This house is too cramped. I'm making room for Ms. Marten." I closed the door without looking at his expression.

Only one path left. Through.

I growl. She giggles. “Eyes on the road, Calloway.” “Eyes are on you, baby. Always fuckin’ you.” The sun’s settin’ low, bleeding gold across the two-lane blacktop as we rumble down the dirt path toward the house. Dust kicks up in our wake, soft music hummin’ low from the radio. It’s too damn perfect. We pull up to the ranch, headlights washing over the porch, and I get that twinge—barely there, a whisper in the back of my head.

A call from home came through. "Adam, dinner's ready. Could you pick up some yam on your way back?" "Sure, Mom." My steps grew lighter, my pace quickened, and I jogged into the subway station. It felt as if I could already smell the aroma of dinner waiting at home. After taking so many detours for over a decade, I finally reached the end of my dream path. Now… I truly had a home.

{Faith} The car slows down just as my heart begins to beat fast against my rib cage. Ace’s eyes roll the full length of my body. It makes my skin crawl. God, please, no! “Mi casa es su casa,” Ace says after a few minutes of silence. A gigantic golden gate suddenly appears in the midst of the lush greenery. As the car drives through, my jaw almost drops to the floor. Behind the gate is a grand mansion that sprawls over more than an acre of land. A hedge of shrubs lines the driveway, leading to a huge door in the middle of the building.

“Unless my little sister decides to slice the company in two. That’s something I won’t tolerate.” ROADS was impassable due to the torrential rain, and the director sighed in frustration as she attempted to contact Yama once again, but to no avail. The downpour had caused a significant traffic jam, and despite being only a kilometer away from her destination, the congestion was relentless.

Cameron scanned her slender, evenly proportioned fingers as if she were appreciating a work of art. "You should start praying for my happiness, good mood, and well-being. Otherwise, I'll randomly pick out a lucky person among you pretentious humans to join me on my journey to hell once I've had enough of this life." Cade parked his car in front of the Carter Mansion. "Get out." Cameron stared at the streetlights. It had started to rain on the way back. She could see the falling raindrops through the light, swaying and scattering in the wind.

★。＼｜／。★ VANESSA DAVIS ★。／｜＼。★ The wheels of my car crunched over the gravel road as I pulled up across the street from Tate’s house. It was ten minutes to eight. The sky was darkening into a bruised blue, the air still and watching, like the town itself was holding its breath. My headlights caught on the mailbox at the end of the path and the cracked front steps leading to the porch. There were no lights on in the house—just the faintest amber glow leaking through the curtains. Quiet. Too quiet.

Perhaps I do possess more power, but nobody apart from the family of the Belmont House knows. We find ourselves entering the beginning of a very long and dark road. There are no streetlights, and these buildings have not seen the light in years. There is rubble scattered all over the road, which causes Connor to dodge piles of bricks all over the place. Somewhere in the distance is a howling dog, and you can see movement within the buildings themselves. To reach this Vampire's home, we need to travel the entire distance of this road, and it shall be off on the right and then with a sharp left. The only aim is to make it down there untouched and to come back faster than we got there in the fi

His men slammed the door and I could feel the car started to move. It seemed he understood that I didn't want to talk to him, and he remained silent throughout the journey. The car halted in front of a massive building. It was so tall and there were lights of different colors hung on top of the building, spelling out the word “casa ganadora.” He held me by the hand as he smiled at me before walking into the building.