Diego X Shira Novels & Stories

Diego is below us, trying to plead his case to Sienna. "He's such a weak man. While you get Sienna, I'll take care of my mate. We don't need anyone like him getting any bright ideas." Calla says. We say a spell together to cause the temperature to drop. Everyone freezes in place and falls asleep. Calla flies to Diego and kisses his cheek before sticking a silver blade into his chest. He dies within seconds. I fly to Sienna and lift her off the ground. By the time everyone wakes up, we'll be long gone with their Alpha, and they'll have no idea what happened. _______________

Xavier asked, his voice so cold, it sent chills creeping down Diego's spine. “Motherfucker…! What did you do to my wife and kids?!” Diego, Andre's assistant, asked in a loud but shaky voice. “Oh, you will find out once I'm done with you,” Xavier said menacingly. “You devil, you wouldn't know when you got hit…” Diego was saying when Xavier shook his head, waving his index finger at him, an indication for Diego to shut up. “No, no, no,” Xavier said, taking his hand, and with the plier, he pulled out Diego's thumbnail.

Enzo turned, his expression unreadable. “He wasn’t going to stop.” Sienna said, her voice steady. Diego coughed as he leaned his body against the wall. His eyes locked onto Sienna, hatred burning in them as he looked at her. “You… should’ve… taken my offer.” Diego said rasping His head lolled back. Silence. Sienna exhaled shakily, her hands trembling. Enzo caught her wrists, steadying her. “You okay?” Enzo asked gently. She met his gaze, swallowing hard.

DIEGO “You know I do,” Diego replied, his voice dropping into that familiar, quiet intensity. He locked eyes with Ethan, stripping away the defensive layers so his friend could witness the unvarnished truth. “Isn’t it glaringly obvious? My soul hasn't been on the ice since Kol and I became an item—not in any way that counts.” He shook his head, a look of genuine disbelief crossing his face. “There was a time when the Austin Ice Arena was the boundary of my entire universe. But he pulled back the curtain; he proved to me that the world is infinitely larger than a rink.”

in the most beautiful writing she had ever seen. Diego left the class immediately after it ended, his head was banging with an ache from all the long talks. All along, he managed to keep his eyes off Kyra but now he just needed a break from these many odd-looking people, it was making him sick. He walked down the empty hallway, gathering his thoughts in every way possible and rearranging his next move on the prey he had sought for so many years. "Demon Alpha!" He paused abruptly, his face holding a stiff expression as he turned to see who had uttered those words.

Shira lets out to Abi in a comforting tone. “Thank you, Shira, for standing by me all these years, for not leaving me.” Abi had tears in her eyes as she responded to her wolf. “That's enough, girl….now lay back and get ready for what happens later.” Shira declares with a purr while showing Abi some rated sexy scenes in her head, “Go away, Horny wolf,” Abi replies laughing, just then the bathroom door opens and Xander steps out with a towel hanging low on his waistline and water trickling down his body.

For the first time, Sieghal set foot again in his hometown, Shira—a small fishing town in North Yorkshire, England. It's not precisely sprawling but beautiful enough to be remembered as a place full of charm. Shira is this quaint little town nestled among cliffs and tall hills, flanked by a few mountains and rolling hills. Shira's sunsets are top-notch, the best anyone could find anywhere. It should be a perfect place to unwind from all life's chaos. Yet, for Sieghal, Shira is the last place he wants to be.

Diego lowered his gun slowly, rain streaming down his face like tears he refused to shed. Grant slumped against the rocks, clutching his bleeding shoulder and cursing through gritted teeth. Elara's breath came in short bursts as she stared at the man who had just saved them. Diego. The quiet driver who had ferried them between safe houses for weeks. The one who barely spoke but always showed up. Now he stood revealed, eyes hard with secrets that ran deeper than the ocean crashing below.

Diego chuckled as he watched him act like it's a cool thing to do and shook his head in disbelief by his shallow decision. "I won't bury his body... I swear," Diego mumbled and carried the bowl to the living space. He settled himself into one of Raverine's comfy sofa and placed the bowl of nacho chips on his lap. He watched the movie and let Raverine do what he wants to do to accomplish his suicidal plan.

# 67 Diego drag his feet into the house…his face swollen due to the nonstop tears after Shania has been cremated. He stared at the urn, the smooth ceramic surface reflecting his own hollow face. Grief threatened to drown him, a suffocating wave pulling him under. But he wouldn't let it. Not yet. Grief was a luxury he couldn't afford. Not until he found Tiana. ‘Tiana.’ He growl under his breathe. If only he knew that name would be a curse, he would have never allowed her into this house. Diego stood still in the house, his eyes ran to Tiana’s room.