Are Diego And Dora Cousins Novels & Stories

I felt my pulse jump in my throat. The wolf Cass called Diego shot back, "Yeah, well, we were raised in the same den. Besides, my sister is mated to this one, and he is your cousin, so... close enough. I wasn't letting these two come to the Navarro territory without me." He flashed a grin that didn't reach his eyes and shoved a hand toward me. "Diego Parker. Good to meet you. We’re here to break your legs if you touch him." "I..." I started, but the center one shoved Diego aside.

How was Madrid? “Fine. Mostly meetings. No dramas.” If he didn't count running into their cousin Diego unease ran through him like a trickle of icy water but he shook off the sensor for boating. Diego had witnessed nothing last night that he could wield as a weapon. He had seen his cousin dining out with a beautiful woman that was all. It was unfortunate that Cara had revealed her full name but Diego would have to dig deep and connect a lot of obscure dots before he unearthed anything significant. And he did not think that just for the sake of slimeballing him Diego was going to put in so much effort in that.

Writer's POV: Diego pressed his lips into a thin line, giving Maya the most challenging look he could muster. " The two guys outside ended up dead, you kidnapped the other poor guy's sister...what a legend you are Diego," Diego let out a throaty chuckle. " You can say that again. I am indeed a legend. So what now? You'd come with me to Dondania, will you?" For a moment, Maya wondered. How would she feel going to Dondania with Diego when she had a lot of ' finding Scarlett and murdering her soon enough' plan to work on?

Cameron and Diego were getting to know each other for they were, the people who had been reborn inside of them. It was supposed to be a short trip, but Diego knowing Cameron the woman he loved, wanted to spend some more time with her. He wanted her to fall in love with the little things he could offer to her. They talked about the family that had built, even when Cameron was still unable to say Gadriel wasn’t her son but her sister’s. Diego didn’t need so much time to tell her Tita wasn’t his real daughter. Camilla and he had adopted her and, with that, they made people believe she was their biological daughter. Cameron felt kinda disappointed. It was exactly what he wanted for them, Cameron

Dorian was a gangster, you couldn’t expect less from someone like him. The black suit that was shitting, as if he were a businessman entering his office in the main place of work, made him look even more dangerous, like a sophisticated monster with great academic and psychological preparation to crush anyone who got in his way. The first thing he did when he got to us was look down to see Thomas, and it was obvious, like two peas in a pod, father and son; he hadn’t compared them until they were both together, but yes, my son was like a childhood copy of Dorian Torres, he was very little like me. There was no longer any doubt in me that they were both blood related. However, in my mind there

Marcello pulled back first, his little hands pushing against Diego's chest, his ice-blue eyes wide and suspicious as he stared at this stranger who was making his mama cry. "Mama?" he demanded, pointing at Diego with one chubby finger. I wiped my face with the back of my hand, trying to pull myself together even though I was still shaking. "This is your Uncle Diego, baby. Mama's brother. He's family." Diego pulled back just enough to look at Marcello, and I watched his face furrow, watched the realization hit him like a physical blow as he took in the dark curls, the sharp little features, those eyes that were so obviously not mine.

His stories seemed genuine, and their class picture was from high school. "Then, I don't know what happened, but one day, I stopped seeing Fernanda. Daisy and Emely stopped arguing about her, and the three of us became closer in college until we decided to form our own pack and break away from our old one. That's where Emely met Calisto," Diego continued, while Damian wanted to ask why his father had other wives besides his mother, but he didn't want to veer off-topic, so he let it go. "Do you think Fernanda knows that Dad is Mom's fated mate?" Elara asked, and Diego nodded in response.

Diego replies sadly, “If the Elders are a part of this, and I do believe that some of them are, then we need to proceed cautiously. Dora has friends in high places now. We may not see them coming.” I know that Diego is right, but I am suddenly overcome with sadness as I realize that my family is once again going to need to hide from danger. “We will do so, and I thank you,” my husband tells Diego, “Let me know what you find out, and what I can do to keep us safe.” ‘ “Of course, my friend,” Diego tells my husband with a sad smile, “We will work together and always, and we will never allow any harm to come to your family. This I promise you.”

When I returned to the house, I discovered that there were more people there than I had expected. Mateo’s son stopped by and was accompanied by a female. “Uncle Ezra, so nice to see you. I brought my mate by to introduce her to my dad,” Diego greeted me. It was nice to see him. Diego doesn’t often visit. However, I was confused by his statement. Had he met a werewolf, too? “Mate? We don’t have mates, that’s a werewolf thing. We choose sexual partners,” I disagreed.

*Diego POV* I was on my rounds with the border patrol when I received a mysterious text. She said that I didn’t know her, but she had information regarding my cousin, Sage. I nearly went off the deep end on her, because my cousin has been dead for many years. What could this woman possibly have on her? I sent a message back telling her we could meet at four that afternoon. I also told her that I had no problems taking matters into my own hands if she was playing games.