Diego From Every Witch Way Novels & Stories

She took slow strides back to her seat, allowing the message to sink into Diego’s head. “Pero entonces, tu padre dijo que debería acogerte como a un hijo y criarte de la misma manera que lo haría con mi hijo. Veo que un momento tan pequeño de debilidad casi se convierte en mi perdición. (But then, your father said I should take you in as a son and raise you the same way I would my son. I see that such a tiny moment of weakness nearly became my doom.)” At this revelation, loud gasps escaped the lips of all those who were present, but not Diego. He rather felt that the witch, as he always called her, was on to another scheme, and he decided not to fall for it.

Diego managed to find Edward's whereabouts because of Alardo's help, the wizard was able to find out and send Diego to the human world with his powers. "Finally we I found you, Edward, that woman must be holy blood owner. I feel great power in that woman, I should be able to snatch it from Edward," Diego muttered with a sly smile, then darted away from his hiding place. Before Edward knows of his whereabouts, Diego admits that his strength is not comparable to Edward's. But his obsession to become the leader of the vampire nation made him dare to fight and rebel. On the one hand, Edward was still searching for the existence of the vampire he had just sensed. Edward will not spare a vampire w

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

She yelled, emitting fire from the tips of her fingers- the witch's fire. To counter that attack, the witch called forth a crystal cocoon that trapped Sinai inside. She struggled to free herself from their cocoon but it was all in vain. Seeing they've successfully trapped her, the witches formed a circle around the cocoon, holding their hands. Then they began the chant of Kadhijabal- the death chant. For them to successfully take Sinai down the purgatory where witches lived their afterlife, they'd need to sacrifice their own lives. As they all chatted in ancient tongues, the witches began to fall to their knees one after another, dying. However, for each one that died, her power got transfer

And then a wicked look appeared on the witch's face and Emma shivered. "Is he going to die?" She asked, with a frightened look in her eyes. "Of course not!" The witch replied and Emma released a breath. "You are going to betray him, instead!" She dropped the bombshell and Emma gasped. "What? Why? How?" She asked, rapidly. She couldn't fathom the thought of betraying Jonathan after he took her in, selflessly. "Yes! You will always be with your mate, in the end. Diego will find you soon." The witch said and Emma gasped.

" You're a witch Ariel! blast them or telokonize them, cast a spell, but please do something to get them off our tail" " If you really wanna teach me how to be a witch, why don't you cast the spells". " I obviously can't, just get them off our tail, please". I rolled my eyes as I snuck my head out of the window, the fast wind gushing into my eyes and nose and ears, suffocating me. I quickly retreated into the safety of the car, but still filled with determination to fuck them off, I snuck my head out again, facing them, about to move my hand to do something when Diego shouted at me, " Ariel!" there was urgency in his voice and I turned around to verify what was wrong, but immediately snuck m

Sophia smiled awkwardly “well good that something good came out of the battle, but how come you guys were together for years but you did not recognize each other as mates” This time Diego spoke “when I was young I was adopted by a witch, she said that she had seen my future that when I grew up I would be a powerful warrior, she had a daughter she wanted me to marry her daughter when she grew up so that I could protect her when she is danger, she had a dangerous future and she needed someone strong to protect her in the future, she knew werewolf always have their soul mate so she cast a spell on me that will make me to never recognize my mate when I see her, my parents came to rescue me with

Something about him just made her senses go out the window till she was nothing but a bundle of needs and desires. “That’s not true,” she said. He laughed darkly, “Don’t worry, Estella. I’ll get back at you for this little trick you just played on me.” She waited till she heard his footsteps fade away till she slid down the door to the ground and buried her face in her hands, wondering what the hell she was going to do about Diego. She couldn’t continue like this with him. Meanwhile, Diego marched to his room, angry about Estella rejecting him. He needed to find a way to break through the defenses she was trying to set up and get her needy and achy for him again like she had been the previou

This made him feel confused because he thought that witches from Namian Empire: the Greatest Human Empire were very rarely willing to meet or even have contact with the old witch woman because Witch Una seemed too eccentric to them. The Witches from Namian Empire: the Greatest Human Empire, don't really like the inhabitants of the Beast Empire. Witch Una who could be close friends with the residents and even the werebeast elders of the Beast Empire was too different for them. Witch Una only recognizes the good qualities of everyone she meets or becomes her friend regardless of their race. This made her disliked by the witches of the Namian Empire. Hilena's desire to be able to meet Witch Una

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.