Carmen Diaz Cobra Kai Novels & Stories

“They're going to get out. I give you my word. I'm going to get them out for you.” “Tatiana…” She ran before he could stop her. He couldn't even get up if he wanted to. He watched as she ran. Into the fire. Toward Damon. Toward Evelyn. Toward death. Kael screamed her name, tried to get up, but the blood loss pulled him down. The last thing he saw before darkness took him was her figure engulfed by flames. End of Flashback. I gasped, my body jerking forward, but Kael’s hand remained steady.

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.

Emiliano heard Carmen exclaim and with curiosity, he stopped his thoughts as his eyes followed her gaze only to see the dreamer walking down the stairs elegantly as if she were some president's daughter but something about how she looked seemed different, the same color of their clothes "Oh my sweetie you look beautiful" the old lady rose to her feet and said to Sia who was now standing before them wearing a blue jeans jumpsuit that stuck to her and long heels with her black hair fixed to her side making her look beautiful, in a different kind of way "Thank you," Sia said shyly as she prepared to reach for Diego, but Carmen stopped her and

"Happy birthday, mi vida," Again he called her that but why was it giving her those unknown sensations like her heart was about to explode? What kind of insanity was that? She looked here and there to check if someone had heard them but to her luck, everyone was busy. Zia slightly stretched her head and found him smirking at her. She gritted her teeth before growling at him in a low tone. "It's Zia Alcazar for you, Mr Damien Karlson," she warned him and then stormed away from there and he just gazed at her disappearing in that crowd once again.

Carlos who released his aura snorted coldly. Daya almost fell on her knees under the majestic pressure of a Grandmaster. “I don’t want to!” At the same time, a voice sounded. Alex, who just said “I” and could not even finish his sentence, looked toward the source of voice in bewilderment. He thought, ‘Who the hell just stole my line? More importantly, it’s a woman!’ Then, he saw a woman covered in blood, walking step by step toward the tall stage. The person was Daya’s mother — Carey Stoermer!

She was way too perky. Sure, I'm a CIA agent that was sent here to protect one of your fellow classmates from being killed by psychotic vamps. By the way, I'm a vamp, too, and a shape shifter to boot. The class would either think I was a nut or would run out screaming. Tempting. I took the high road. "Hello, everyone," I began. "My name is Lisa Miller and I just moved here from West Palm Beach, Florida, where I attended Lake Worth High School. I love writing and hope to become a journalist one day." Typical canned answer. "Very good!" Ms. Parks encouraged, unwittingly treating me like an imbecile. She was way too perky and patronizing, but I'm sure with the best intentions. "Now, you can fin

CARLA. “Lucia, is that you?” I frowned, not knowing why this man was calling me Lucia. “I’m Carla Hopkins, Mr Diaz. The woman you’re trying to screw over? Yeah, that's me… I’m here to talk about the partnership that you’re trying to end,” I said, despite feeling uncomfortable at how Pablo Diaz Junior was staring at me. To be honest, I was taken aback by his looks. He was handsome, with dark hair and hazel eyes that looked so familiar, but I couldn’t put my head around it. Where had I seen those eyes?

She’s stretched out on the porch reading, one leg bent, and the dress has ridden up to mid-thigh. And here comes Koa with his bucket of tools, right on cue. “Need help with anything, ma’am?” That sing-song accent. Like he’s in a rom-com. Diana looks up. Smiles. “No, thanks. I think I’m good.” “If you change your mind, just call me. My name’s Koa.” “Diana.” She reaches out her hand. He shakes it. And holds it. Too long. My blood boils. I set down the toolbox I’d been pretending to organize and walk over. Stop right next to her. Arms crossed. Eyes locked on the kid.

luck with a laugh, "no, but break bones yes, When they started to leave through the portal, the lookout panicked, Admiral, they are the monsters that you summoned, "Karina confused," you are crazy, nor I can control them that makes you think that in the target team there is someone capable of doing that, ”“ but Admiral, they are getting closer, ”when the whole blue team stands in front of the entrance, Diana speaks,“ Melisa, tell Karina from Athens to introduce herself, ”Karina when hearing that comes out very cheerful,“ What do you need? , you want to die, "Diana confidently tells him," no, just your flag to finish this and return the monsters to their home, "Confused Karina tells them," yo

Diana tripped Kismet's leg and pushed her down, restraining her on the ground. "Ah!" Kismet let out a soft cry, unable to resist Diana's strength, falling backward uncontrollably. Just as she was about to fall, Diana reached out, protecting the back of her head. Wide-eyed, Kismet stared at the girl in front of her, her heart pounding. "I told you, you're no match for me. Didn't hurt, did it?" Diana's beautiful face revealed a faint smile, her voice lazy. "I'm fine!" Kismet pushed Diana away, standing up somewhat flustered, and walked away.