Diamond Comic Novels & Stories

Will Dante help me? ******************************************

Henry’s POV. "Look into Diamond's group news; I heard about Angel; define what happened, and what about the others?" "Has anyone else been hurt?" When I get in the car, I call Jack and question him about what happened, my voice laced with concern. Diamond is a group that fights criminal organizations in the city, yet they are frequently viewed as outlaws by the police and government. They believe in seizing control of justice and are willing to go to any length to protect the underprivileged and their community. They became my allies when I began fighting Victor and his criminal enterprise.

The Comms Blackout: Their personal phones were set to bypass any emergency calls from the company so they would not be disturbed. The Unrefined Security: The valuable diamond was safe in the vault proving that the true value of their relationship was in its simplicity and honesty. As they drove out of the city the silence in the car was nice and calming. The sun was shining, casting a light on the dashboard and Elena's cream-colored jacket.

"Since you asked, I'll speak freely. I say, rather than killing her, you hide your anger and coax her into agreeing with the ritual." Shocked he'd suggest such a thing, I stopped abruptly in front of him and lowered by gaze to meet his. "You want me to stoop to her level?" I ask, in-between gritted teeth. "The Dark Knight are a strong pack, we cannot afford to offend them. Even though our pack have grown stronger under your reign, you're already bounded by a blood oath." He paused to catch a breath. "You can kill the girl after." He adds. I draw out a claw and tapped lightly on the table, forcing myself to reason. As displeasing as it sounded, Habo was right. Again.

Kimber turned to see Madchen standing there in all her glory. Smack, Madchen felt Kimbers open palm connect with her cheek. “Owww,” she exclaimed. Kimber stood there, huffing mad. “Here it comes,” Nick muttered under his breath. “What the hell are you doing with my boyfriend?” she screamed, stalking Madchen across the floor, pointing a furious finger. Before she could cross the distance, Drago stepped in front of Madchen, rescuing her from her friend’s wrath. Behind him, Madchen couldn’t help but snicker, while rubbing her burning cheek.

Not today anyway. Ogling him wouldn't make him go away, and I had no interest in confronting him regarding why he'd asked about me. So, I went back to my dressing station and began to reapply the heavy makeup that I hoped hid my identity. It might not actually do the trick, but I'd convinced myself that I was a different person when I caked it on. Nikki Wilson wasn't the girl on that stage taking off her clothes for strangers; Diamond was. And Diamond was edgy, strong, a force to be reckoned with. She had gumption, determination. Her give-a-fuck didn't even register. The second the first beat played through the speakers, Nikki became Diamond, and Diamond owned that stage.

"The man in the charcoal suit with the silver mask. That's Hector." I cut my eyes toward the pillar. The man was massive, standing over six feet with a military build, a heavy leather belt visible beneath his unbuttoned jacket. Attached to the right side of the belt was a sleek, silver electronic card reader. The master key. "I am going to the VIP tables to initiate the bidding war," Adrian said, his eyes locking onto mine, holding me in place. "The moment the crowd shifts toward the stage, you move. Do not look back."

I was taken aback by the takeaway packages that filled the island. “Hello there. Glad you could make it.” Dominic said behind me. When I turned to face him, he had changed into a pair of black jeans and black shirt. And a single gold chain to accesorize . Any ordinary man would have looked like he was about to attend a funeral but Dominic made the outfit look as sexy as hell. I put on my best Sunday smile to cover spreading blush. “I see you went ahead and ordered. What a shame because I was about to whip up something you would never forget.”

real. "Leave it," Damian said. The voice cut through the room. Everyone stopped. Cassandra looked at him, surprised. "What?" Damian set his glass down. He looked at Aria. His eyes were focused entirely on the diamond resting against her skin. "That one," Damian said. "It has clarity." "But it’s tiny," Cassandra complained. "I wanted a choker with three rows of diamonds." "Quantity does not equal quality, Cassandra," Damian said coldly. "The other pieces are costume jewelry compared to that stone."

— I think it's good that the one who defends me hasn't been accused numerous times. — Now, here comes the light topic, you can relax. I did that to see your reactions under pressure. You have excellent posture, congratulations. – Miguel smiled, causing Catherine to do the same – But nothing I said is a lie. – The smile on Catherine's face disappeared as Miguel dragged his chair to his closet, opening it and taking a black thermos bottle with what appeared to be water from the side of his backpack, opening it and taking a sip. – In this team, we have me, you, Diego, and Rogerio. I'll tell you a little bit about the guys so you can at least know their names. Rogerio is an expert in solving mar