Novel & Cerita Dantdm Diamond Minecart

Amber whispered up at Carlos through her heavy breathing. “I know I’m not supposed to be taking this while on the job, but it helps me,” Carlos said while leaning down and kissing his girlfriend. “It’s hard to believe those Boneseeker Man motherf*ckers can produce such a beautiful drug.” Carlos held up a tiny vial that contained a blue diamond-like substance inside. “It doesn’t look like this when it first comes out, though. We have to convert it so it can look like diamonds.” Carlos continued to explain as he handled the vial of Lotus-9 he stole out of a laboratory freezer. Amber took the vial out of her boyfriend’s hand. It mesmerized her how the sapphire-colored narcotic shimmered. “It lo

The Pavilion had a few aristocrats roaming around, but not to the extent that they'll bother looking at him padding his way towards the fountain with a statue of a dragon in the middle, spouting water from it's mouth. The fountain was painted in white, as well as the dragon, making the water appear as though it ripples with sparkles.

Kate pouted. "Was that really your Boss? Brian Matthews?" David asked, moving away from the window. "You just got down from my dream car. How does it feel to be in it?" James, David's twin brother asked. Vanessa tiredly rolled her eyes. She wasn't someone that knew so much about cars but having spent a few months working for the Matthews, She knew they all used expensive cars, especially Henry who changes his car from time to time. "Brian Matthews, Huh?!" David grinned.

Storage unit 247 sat in the middle of an industrial wasteland, surrounded by identical metal boxes that baked under the noon sun. Raven pulled her car into the dusty lot, scanning for any signs of surveillance or trap. The Diamondbacks weren't known for their subtlety, but Venom struck her as the type who preferred chess to checkers. Her phone buzzed: Blue Honda, license plate starts with 7G. Keys under rear bumper. Drive to Pier 19, warehouse with the red door. Leave package on desk, take envelope. One hour. - V

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Seeing as Jade was just on the line with me, I knew that it was impossible for her to be the one who sent me a message, and Aiden was not an option to consider; therefore, pulling my phone out of my pocket, I frowned when I saw a message from Dante, or in other words, The Bloody Prick, as I have decided to name him on my phone. -Did you back out already? I bit my bottom lip as I read the message, and for a second, I debated on whether or not to actually back out. Would it be worth working with him? Or would I just be wasting both my time and energy over a prick who didn’t know anything about being decent?

"They're everywhere. We'll be sitting ducks in the open." Damian looks at me. At the box. "The old silver mines. There's an entrance two miles east. Narrow tunnels. Only one way in, one way out. We can hold them there." Caden nods. "I know it. I'll lead." We run. The forest blurs around us. Maya stays close, her breathing ragged. Greta stumbles every few steps but keeps moving. Marcus doesn't speak, just follows, his eyes empty. I can hear them behind us. Footsteps. Howls. They're gaining.

Kim's countenance brightened. "I can ask my husband to bring you one as well if you want. That would be a gift from us," Kim offered readily, willing to do anything to strengthen her friendship with Mrs. Carter. Serena already had it- the top one. The company had sent it for her. She opened her mouth to refuse when Mendy interrupted. "At least, see who you are talking to. Carters have shares in DiamondHart. She practically owns that company," Mendy chimed, sending a flattering smile to Serena.

Emma nodded, unable to speak, and watched him walk away, feeling, for the first time in months, the full and complete weight of exactly what she'd done. Twenty minutes away, in a command centre that had assembled itself out of Valentine's dining table, laptops open and phones ringing constantly, Christopher stood with both hands braced against the table's edge, watching a technician from the security firm scroll through property records with agonising slowness. "There," Valentine said suddenly, pointing at the screen. "Adams family trust. A cabin registered under an old holding company, about ninety minutes north. Purchased decades ago, never sold." Christopher was already reaching for his c

"Starr, did you see which way Diamond went?" Her shoulders slumped, and her smile faded. She didn't bother with words; instead, she pointed to the exit. It took me three steps to reach the door and another one to actually get through it once it was open. There wasn't much activity in the dimly lit parking lot behind Club Swank. With all of Union 21's peddlers inside, sales weren't happening on the sidewalks. The streets were quiet except for my heavy boots on the gravel. Just as I got beyond the piece of shit Ford that sat next to the building, I saw the black Lexus. And then Diamond.