Diablo 3 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

a phone , but i dont and i miss you " Lucian says i miss you too, arent you having fun with mom? " yeah" Javier says dryly then he whispers again " somethings off with mommy, she isnt walking or playing like at home" Lucian got concerned immediately, Lucian who was driving when Javier called. He pulled over in a parking lot and told Javier, "I will tell you but you cant tell your sister she will get worried too" Javier replied breathlessly " i understand go on " Lucian began to tell Javier, how Luna's foot is hurt and he has to be the man since dad isnt there, make sure shes okay but dont bring too much attention too it she didnt want to ruin the trip. Javier nodds his head as his dad tells

Anna exclaims and I know they're going to start fighting soon "Is that why you look like this? Because she died? Damiano Venturi, if I find out you fell in love with another woman I will fucking end you" Fate is a funny thing. These two... If it was up to me, they'd never cross paths. Let alone be in a relationship. **************************************************

As much as possible, he wanted to reply once and shut his phone again, but now he’s doomed with the guilt of leaving that annoying somebody unreplied. Diana: why haven’t you told me? Erric: stop feeling like a possessive girlfriend But he deleted that instead of pressing send. Erric: you would know even if I don’t tell you. And stop chatting Sohan Erric muted Diana’s chat and threw his phone on the soft bench beside the door. He brushed his fingers through his hair and remained ducking, staring at his shoes. Diana is a stalker. He met her at the opening of the franchise of the Pereira Boutique that his family bought for Marina South in Singapore. But back in those days, she still had her dig

She quickly wipes her tears and continues with her story. “ However , as we grew older , that constant bickering and fighting became something more. We fell in love and I do not think I will never forget the way I felt about him. Now…your father was a very handsome prince when he was younger , which meant that princesses and women would fall in love with him and were willing to do anything to be his princess and future queen.” Her sad smile drops.

he stammered, "What would my dad need to do with that amount of—" "It doesn't matter, Piccolo!" Diablo cut him short. Taking a shallow, painful breath, I made my choice. I began to crawl, dragging my useless leg, and from every movement came a fresh jolt of agony, toward the waiting, disembodied arm. "My boys are not happy about it," Diablo continued. "I'm not happy about it. And now, I'll make sure both you and your papito become not so happy from what I'm about to do with you."

King Damian POV I can feel it ever so slightly, the tell-tale pain, she’s having sex with him. I push my documents off my table and stomp to my bedroom to have a bath and relax but the pain, it’s not subsiding {{ ughh fk! }} that should be me! Not him! Especially now that she knows she’s mine, how could she do that? Jewel’s POV

His eyes met mine and I could see the same shade of blue in them as Seraphine's. "You dare interfere in the Valli's family business?" I almost let out a bitter laughter at his words. "I don't recall Dante being a Valli." I spat coldly. "I'm here for him." El Diablo's eyes darkened, his gaze narrowing on me. "My men will kill you where you stand, woman." He threatened with a hiss. Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Dante quickly pulled out his own gun, aiming it at El Diablo. "Don't forget about me." He said, a wicked but faint smile curling his lips.

My father, maintaining a casual tone, responded, "Of course, my friend. I totally agree with you, and what could that problem be, Alpha Diablo? Talk to me; you already know I can help you with anything." Diablo explained, "The party has been over long ago, and he's nowhere to be found. His friends are having trouble locating him, and he's not picking up his cell phone. Don't know if maybe you've by chance seen him around." My father, smoothly navigating the conversation, replied, "Not really, but that shouldn't be a problem. I will just ask my men to search around for him. You know he's a young kid; he could be having a private time with a girlfriend or something. You know how horny these yo

She wondered but he was long gone. Diablo walked down the stairs but rather than going through the clustered bodies, he turned to his right, walking to the far end of the room. There were many couples making out in the semi dark hallway but they weren’t his business and he seemed to have in mind where he was going. He opened a door and was outside in a dark alley, he brought out his phone and dialed a number but the person wasn’t answering. He dialed again and right waiting for the person to answer, he heard a commotion inside and turned in speed to the door, bending over immediately to duck a bullet sent at him. “Fuck,” he cursed, shoving his phone into his pocket and pulling out his sliver

"Don't lie to yourself, Alex. Silver Dawn has never been home to me. Everybody hated me. Father couldn't even look at me." "I never hated you, Cass. You were my best friend." "It's Diablo," he corrected, his voice smoother than oil and laced with knives, "and you had a mighty fine way of showing it, Alex." There was a moment of silence where Alex and Diablo just stared at each other for a few moments. Alex with pain and grief, Diablo with spite and vengeance. The air between them crackled with energy and I adjusted awkwardly in my seat, not wanting to be in their line of fire.