Diego De Vil Novels & Stories

"That's enough, Diego. You're talking more and more nonsense the longer you talk. Should I ask Victor to kick you out of that hotel?" Julian asked. "Hah! Are you threatening me? Do you have the ability to do that?" Diego replied, and Julian nodded. "What right do you have, you loudmouth!" cursed Diego. And Julian looked indifferent. "Hah! Who the hell are you, hobo?" "Me? If I told you I was Dante Vascos, would you believe me?" Diego was silent for a moment, but soon he was laughing again.

However, maybe it was, in reality, the scheme of the Fates, a lesser being than the Creator but a separate element with the gods, for the ruin to arise. The odds were made possible by an elf named Jilroid. He was a powerful member of the aristocracy and a dreadful leader. He was deceitful, vain, self-centered, and greedy. He was fortunate enough to have a wife, named Estelel, even though it was through a fixed marriage. But he ignored and mistreated her. Neglected, his wife stumbled upon the human world and met a mortal. Unlike her husband, the mortal was kind and giving. They secretly met up many times before they fell love. They planned to get away and build a family of their own, in a pla

Perhaps when his plans succeed he'd let the coven hunt and feed. The heavy doors spread open and Diego emerged clad in his unchanging black cloak and straight face. He bowed to Antonio. "Come in, Diego," Antonio beckoned absentmindedly, caressing the vampress's butt, as she slowly grinded on him. "What's the progress so far? I believe you have good news for me?" "They've been captured," Diego replied, coming to stand beside the bed after waving smoke away from his face. "Are any of them dead?" "Not yet."

JILLIAN “Who is Carina?” The doctor asked leaning a bit closer. “She is my proof,” I answered confidently. The doctor took his laptop of the bag he has with him and typed things on it. “What is her surname?” I realized I don’t know that I can’t answer. My stepmom’s smirk made me grin. “Suero,” Angelo whispered. “Suero,” I said smirking back to my stepmom. The doctor continued doing whatever he is doing and turn the laptop to me. There are arrays of pictures of woman with the same name on the screen. It’s an online site with tons of users. I pointed at her picture, so the doctor clicked on it.

Diego: “Be ready in ten. Wear something you don’t mind ditching.” Alex’s fingers tightened around the device. Diego Vega was many things—loyal, ruthless when needed, and dangerously clever. Born in the rough streets of East Borough, Diego had clawed his way into the Morano fold with a mix of raw instinct and brutal efficiency. Though he bore no Morano blood, he’d earned his place as one of the most trusted men in the organization—and Alex’s only true friend in the world. At 6:05 AM sharp, the door creaked open again. This time, Diego entered dressed like a mechanic, complete with grease-streaked coveralls and a duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

Alessandro and Draco stood there baffled at their childish wife and girlfriend behaviour. They looked at each other and shook hands with no expression on their face. "Hello, I am Draco Blackwood. Welcome to my home." "Hello, Alessandro Williams. Thank you." Sabrina wasn't surprised at his fake surname. He use this surname "Williams" in business world. One of many reasons people recognise him as the CEO and not as "Alessandro Kingston" the mafia leader of California. "Hello, I am Lily Harrison." Lily said as he shook hand with Alessandro. Alessandro passed her the bouquet and she smiled delightfully.

When his sapphire cat-like eyes meet mine, I fidget uncomfortably. He grips the armrest tighter and forces a smile. “ Samantha, clear your thoughts,” He orders through gritted teeth, and I blush hard. How did he know my mind was in the gutter? “ My thoughts are clear!” I quickly defend myself. “ Okay, little liar,” Santino replies, sounding irritated. While Maximo on the other hand only chuckles and his chest moves at the action grabbing my attention once more. “ Where is Diego? I am sick and tired of waiting. I am his fucking boss, and he dares to make me wait?” Maximo asks, his tone a deeper and sharper.

I murmured against his ear, the sound of it vibrating through his entire body. “They’re fighting at the back with Diego and the others.” He managed to report even as his voice was cracking. Diego Sullivan, was the first son of the Sullivans. He is known to be ruthless and shows no mercy when offended. Since he has Reed and the others, that isn’t good news at all, I needed to act fast before he killed almost half of my men. “You tell your bosses,” I said, my voice low and even, “that the next time they touch what’s mine, I won’t stop at a warehouse.”

Diego straightened his suit jacket, then bent forward in a formal bow. “Respected Elders… I am Briella’s husband. My name is Diego Elsher.” ***

Yes, she heard him call Colton's name even if the rest was noise. How would he deceive a smart woman? Veronica's senses were sharp. She could easily tell what was off. Combing through his hair with his fingers, Ethan sighed in defeat. "You remember Dante Guillermo?" Veronica froze. Quickly fixing her composure before he noticed, she cleared her throat and answered, "yeah?" "We dug up information on his son." "Son?" She followed up with a whisper. The fast pace of her racing heart tripled. "Diego Guillermo. No prison records but he's feared and respected in the underworld. Colton just found out that he flew into the country three days ago."