Disventure Camp Diego Novels & Stories

Everything's fine. She sat on the warm rock, next to Diego, and grabbed a biscuit. The crunch under her teeth, the taste of slightly melted chocolate, the caress of the sea wind on her skin. Javier was telling a story his eternal story, about the hammerhead shark he'd seen twenty meters from the shore one summer at Byron Bay. Diego listened with childlike fervor. Ellie had stayed home with Mia, both having declared themselves out for the hike ("We trust you to tell us the interesting stuff," Mia had called from the couch, waving her hand). Pedro sat a little apart, back against a pine trunk, his face relaxed for the first time in days.

The whole time anger boiled through him at her having the guts to sneak away from his bed like he was a common nightstand. As the car pulled to a stop, Diego climbed down and made his way to the apartment that belonged to Estella. He rang the doorbell and waited for her to pull the door open with a smile. And for the smile to die off before he spoke. “Get dressed, we’re leaving,” he said. “Mr. El Diablo, w-what are you doing here? How did you find me here?” Fear was written all over her face and he could see the visible tremble of her limbs.

The air around him turned frosty and he hissed, "Those bastards are so dead! How dare they touch my woman?" ... It didn't take long for Diego to arrive in the country. However, instead of Brentwood City, he went to his hometown, Redwood City, to see his brother, Augusto Montero. When he arrived at the massive mansion, he sighed as he looked around. Nothing had changed much. It was still the old Victorian-styled mansion he had left... the lawn looked the same, the trees were untouched and the driveway still had the cobblestones he ran on when he was young.

Writer's POV: Diego pressed his lips into a thin line, giving Maya the most challenging look he could muster. " The two guys outside ended up dead, you kidnapped the other poor guy's sister...what a legend you are Diego," Diego let out a throaty chuckle. " You can say that again. I am indeed a legend. So what now? You'd come with me to Dondania, will you?" For a moment, Maya wondered. How would she feel going to Dondania with Diego when she had a lot of ' finding Scarlett and murdering her soon enough' plan to work on?

And now the same happened to rhea but in case there was no tension between Logan and her which meant the two could actually learn to live together despite their differences “Nope Sia… I don't think I want to go that path…it's a bit scary…just take a look at Mario”Rhea went on and said as she started removing their swimming attires from the bag they carried and of course already informed the helpers to get everything ready including making a tiny camp tent for little Diego since it was slightly sunny outside

I decided to let it go for now and focus on the task at hand. I turned to Diego whose eyes were still very bright with excitement. I still had my reservations, but I knew that I cannot deny my son this experience. I ordered Luca and the rest of the men to prepare for the outing and make sure that the area was very secure. As we were about to leave, Chef Jane handed us a basket of snacks, insisting that the carnival might not have good enough sweets. Diego, however, was not pleased with the idea of bringing food from home, fearing that William, his friend, would think he was a dork. The fcat that he was already thinking about pleasing dome friend was surprising to me and I also did not apprec

A small part of him had felt bad for damaging the relationship the old professor had worked so hard to repair. But it had to be done. Gildeon nodded toward McKinney’s photo next. “She’s a solo traveler. Her hotel’s one of those places that don’t exactly track their guests’ itineraries or whereabouts.” “And these two?” Durante asked, playing along for now. “Rodriguez and Park were both headed to camp on Mt. Saya,” he said smoothly, recalling the quick research he’d done. “That place takes days to explore, especially when they purposely didn’t hire a guide.”

Storms POV I had put together a whole chicken style pot roast and put it in the oven on broil. Then I went and sat down to watch a movie or two the roast should be done by then. Diego was in his office pouring over papers. I was nervous about meeting his friend the warlock Marley. Scared of what was to come but I tried to not think about it. I touched my stomach and closed my eyes. I had life in here I had to think about them. Still surprised there were triplets but I was happy to take this journey with Diego.

Koa stayed quiet, trailing behind Moa, occasionally glancing at the sky, the ground—anywhere but at Diego. Diego noticed. His gaze flicked to the silent boy, thoughtful. Then he turned to Moa with a half-smile. “Have you never been to an amusement park before?” ***

Diego’s jaw flexed, the only giveaway that he was holding something back, too. Then Diego gave me that soft smile he so rarely wore and said, “Go on then,” repeating the same words I’d said to him when I’d sent him off to find the Sun Warriors, the same people Diego was helping me reunite with now. My chest is tight with grief and fear and excitement as I climb the ladder on the other end of the secret tunnel, reaching up for the trapdoor that broke my arm as I watched Molly get shredded to death by Ava. I climb out of the tunnel in my training gear, hardly any belongings with me to avoid suspicion. The night is dark with no light from the new moon, and I carefully close the trapdoor behind