Diego Of Ice Age Novels & Stories

Moon laughed, "I was trying to sound comforting." "You are comforting; just talking to you makes me feel so much fucking better." "That’s sweet. Well, keep holding on to that thought, because you still need to find a gamma too." Fuck. Moon was right; I needed a gamma too, and preferably one that wouldn’t be a dick like the last one, or I would have to kill another gamma. I contacted the Elder that performed one of the last tests, and he had one option. Diego had been cut from the Beta tournament in the last round because his ambitions weren’t to be a beta. He actually liked strategizing and fighting too much. He was a soldier and had worked as part of Gamma Matias’ army for over a decade.

he asked, relaxing carefully on the sofa, preparing himself to listen to any rubbish that I had to spill. " Well, sir", I began, sitting up straight and crossing the end of my legs in a graceful manner, " as I said earlier, my name is Ariel, and.....". " I know that you're a witch who used to date my son years back. I also saw you at the gathering of the Assembly, so please cut to the chase so that we can both return to our business", he said, sounding a bit too rude for my liking, and it seemed as if my face helped me express that feeling, " sorry if I was rude, it's just that.............", he exhaled, almost wanting to tear up like child that had been warned not to cry after having his fa

After hearing all that Jason and Luciana had said earlier, Diego wanted to catch up with Edward. "Holy blood? Isn't that the blood that makes vampires immortal?" Diego asked himself. A sly smile appeared on his face. "I must be able to drink the blood so that I can become immortal and can become a vampire king," he muttered, very sure of his decision. After that Diego sped away from hiding before Jason's bodyguards found him. His obsession with becoming a vampire king makes Diego always rebellious and causes trouble. Diego also has a grudge against Edward, because Edward once defeated him in a fight.

But the image of Elias dancing, loose, confident, beautiful, refused to leave his head. The ice was cracking faster now. And Jax wasn’t sure how much longer he could pretend it was solid beneath his feet.

VIKTOR It was the dawn of the season, and Viktor Petrov was relegated to puck-handling drills. While the rest of the pack blurred across the ice in high-speed passing formations, the massive goalie was left alone in the crease, tapping the black disc back and forth. It was Coach Vargas’s order. After the long hiatus, the skaters needed to regain their edge before facing the "Wall of San Diego."

“Who?” “Someone from Diego’s past,” Luca replied, his voice tight with urgency. “A ghost from the shadows. His name is Victor Drago.” Rafael’s jaw clenched. The name was all too familiar. Drago was a brutal, calculated man who had worked with Diego during his early days in the underworld. He’d been one of Diego’s most trusted lieutenants, but Rafael had always known there was something dark behind the man’s eyes—something even Diego had feared.

Perla's gravelly voice brought her back from her fleeting memories. "Saul and Thiago were brothers that fought for the rights to be Alpha of the first White Creek pack" Perla sipped her coffee before continuing the story. Nueva listened eagerly to the details as she puzzled the pictures she had seen in the book together with the story, inside her head. "I saw a white wolf in the book is that my Eira?" Nueva interrupted Perla's storytelling. "Well, yes and no. We don't know enough about the Ice wolf to know if there is more than one." Perla tried to explain.

Silence crashed through the hall. My breathing turned ragged and my vision blurred red. Even Serena stumbled backward. Then Aiden slowly pushed himself off the wall. His dark eyes locked onto mine and he smiled wider. Like he finally found something interesting. My wolf snarled. For the first time in my life, I wanted to destroy someone. And his name was Aiden Cross. I left without looking at anyone. I knew my father would be angry with me because of it but right now I didn't care. I couldn't tolerate seeing that jerk’s face anymore.

“No can't do. Olive here would love to add your ice cream to her collection, if it's good.” The woman grinned. “Oh, it is damn good. Also, I knew you were going to be a stubborn person.” I laughed. “He's not…sometimes.” “Hey,” Easton exclaimed. “Who's side are you on?” “Well, they are making delicious ice cream so…” They laughed. The masc woman introduced herself as Jude with feminine pronouns, making me relieved about my assumptions. Soon, I had a cone of blueberry flavored ice cream in my hand. “I know it seems suspicious,” Jennie laughed as I peered at the deep blue color of the ice cream. “But it's really good. It's my favorite.”