Cameron Diaz Ethnicity Novels & Stories

A renowned billionaire. Diam was every girl's dream man. His tall physique, well-built biceps, and face well-sculptured made him somewhat irresistible. His green eyes synced harmoniously with his black, curly hair. He was without any facial flaws. His father was Japanese and his mother was an American. They resided here in America –Carlifonia to be precise– more than other countries they had been to. The Dane family traveled a lot but decided to stay longer in America. Dane Diam was a hottie, but ruthless. He was known for his terrifying wrath. No one ever got close enough to understand the real him. He wouldn't let anyone close. Just her.

It was not Annita who was at his side though "Mackayla I would like you to meet Camron Diazo, Camron this is Mackayla Anders." He smiled with perfect teeth held out his hand "nice to finally meet you. Mackayla took it his hand was warm and a little rough. What the heck do they put in the water down here" Mackayla muttered and everyone laughed. Camron was at least six feet, dark olive-toned skin, brown hair and hazel eyes. He had perfect white teeth, a toned body, which he show cased in a tight black wife beater, and tan knee length shorts.

she continued lazily. Mom held Ethan's chin and met his blue eyes. "Then who must be this handsome man?" she inquired curiously. "Ask him," Celestine replied. Bombarded with doubts and curiosity, she asked. "Are you my grandson? From whom?" Ethan smiled and proudly responded. "Yes! Aunt Celestine told me that you are my grandma and grandpa! I am Blake Ethan Hernandez II, turning six years old! My mother is Amber Louise Yzabelle Ferrer and My Dad is Barack Santiolle! I was born in Italy!"

Oh yea and he is half Spanish and American. His mom is Spanish and dad is an American. And Jaxon is extremely rich. Once we finished our drinks and we got to know each other well, it was starting to get dark outside so we decided to head back to campus. “ it was nice getting to know you carinò” he said giving me a small smile. “You tooo” I said with a side grin. “Oh yes you didn’t tell me about that kaiden guy you was running from? He looked kind of worried “ he said glancing at me.

I bantered, and he shot me a side glare for calling him white boy again. "Just because I dye my hair blonde doesn't mean I'm white, princess. I'm a hundred percent from Hispanic roots," he defended himself, and my gaze travelled to his darkish blonde hair. A picture of Zack with dark hair flashed in my mind, and he just looked as good as he was now. Great, I was thinking more about him which wasn't helping the case of not falling for him. "Anyway, Dad is Costa Rican, and mom is Cuban. My mother used to live in Spain before she immigrated to the states to chase the American dream, then they met each other, fell in love, got married, and settled in Miami." He ended with a wide smile.

she said, trying to remember who she was. “Who could that be?” he asked, still not interested in the conversation. “Black hair, brown eyes, a little on the short side in height. She had a few too many bandages on her.” Damien's eyes darkened, as soon as he knew who she was referring to. He clenched his jaw and his hands until they turned white. It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs.

“San Antonio. Maybe we can stop in when we pass through there on tour.” “Yeah,” said Reagan, “that would be awesome. I haven’t seen your parents in ages.” Trey offered Ethan a lopsided grin. “If you’re Mexican, how did you end up with a name like Ethan Conner?” Ethan laughed. “My dad is as white as the Pillsbury dough boy. I got my height from his side of the family too. I tower over my mom’s side of the family and all of my half-brothers.” “His mom is tiny,” Reagan said. “I doubt she’s even five feet tall.”

“This handsome guy smoking a cigar is our father, Jeremiah Vaugh. See how I’m the only one who has the beauty the charm our father had, of course.” I frown in the kitchen because he’s playfully flirting with Sam and he growls teasing me. “Take it easy, Damy, even though I’m irresistible, I won’t steal your girl. And this beautiful woman with long black hair is our mother, Kamama Vaugh, my dad called her Kamy.” Sam looks at mom’s picture and asks: “Was she an Native American?” Hunter nods and adds:

I saw him look toward me and I lowered my gaze on him. "So, Damion, tell me about yourself". He said, and I looked back up at him. "What do you want to know?". I asked. "Anything you can and want to share". He replied. "There's nothing much to tell about me, other than I'm Damion Lee". I said. "Lee, as in Korean". He asked. "Yes". I responded. "But you don't look like a Korean. Sorry to say". He said. "Yeah, I know and I hear that a lot. My mom is an American actually, so I look more like her". I told him.

But she was polite enough to accommodate her. Dexa was so pretty, had medium tan skin, a prominent nose, and deep-set emerald eyes like her brother. Triana thought the lady had a resemblance to a well-known supermodel Gigi Hadid. However, her husband, Xavier, was silent beside her and would give Triana a furtive glance from time to time. Triana didn’t know that the well-known Xavier Ferreira, a football celebrity, was a part of Devance’s family. She knew him because Caleb was a big football fan. Xavier was of American-Brazilian ethnicity.