Eddie Diaz Novels & Stories

Everyone is watching, curious about the commotion, even I myself is curious as hell too, but the only thing that's on my mind is to save my boss from becoming a criminal. "No. Mr. Steele..." "I said, let me go." He said once more trying to escape from my grasp and I was struggling so bad to keep him locked up between my tiny little arms. Dylan is now back on his feet but he's not moving yet. He could not even stand properly. Cyrus must have punched him pretty hard. He glared at Cyrus, not scared at all. "What the hell is wrong with you, man?!" He shouted, his nose bleeding from the damage he got. Even his lips are cut badly.

A usual, I can’t feel any pain no matter what they do but I do gain bruises, wounds and scratches. “I want to ask something,” I bravely approached them while they are on the couch. My stepmom doing her nails and dad smoking. “What nonsense is it?” dad asked. “Who is Angelo?” My question made my dad cough looking unprepared of it. My stepmom stopped what she’s doing too with widened eyebrows. I heard silent curses too from both of them checking up if I’m serious about my question. “No. We don’t know him.” I can see he is lying.

Elena asked, shaking her head in question. “You used I while I used the WE.” Ezra said, noting out what she stated. “I work solo. Mr. D’Caprio. I will be helping you and you will be helping me, but in the end, the two of us have our two different sides. That is something that you and your brother need to understand.” “I see.” he said, and I nodded.

he suddenly paused and stared at her closely. Among all the workers, she was the only one dressed in an expensive suit jacket, skirt, and heels. "Don't tell me you're.." he trailed off again and Edna could only just smirked at him. "Eddy, the bikinis have arrived" Zita walked up to them, his eyes went to Miguel and he smiled. "You're even here! That's great, well this is the Edna I'm telling you about, Eddy this is Miguel, your new personal photographer and trust me, he's good at editing" Zita introduced them.

Lea: “How is he?” Ezra asked, nodding at Diego who was sitting on the couch by himself. He was distant, and I knew that he was doing his best to mask whatever he was feeling. The pain that he was feeling wasn’t one that I would wish for an enemy, but I knew it well enough to know that it reshaped even the strongest of men.

At the back of her mind she had known Maximo Santino won't be living in a ranch forever. She had thought he would be there long enough to fall in love with her but no, not anymore. " I will be on my way now boss. Thank you so much " Maximo pulled away from the cellphone and turn around slowly to addressed the Ladies, Eda in particular. " I must leave once my man got here. That fellow, Josey will come for you so you both have to come along as well " After hearing this words lady Eda's dropped her shoulder and shuddered in shock.

I don't steal from others. “My family went bankrupt, and approaching The Rodriguez's group was my only chance to save them, I approached them…she fell easily for my charms, she saved my family, but I knew I had something bigger…The Rodriguez's group.” “You are after their group? Is this what all of this is about?” I snapped. “It is not just an ordinary group,” he shouted. “It is The Rodriguez's group, the biggest in the world…if she had gone to tell her family about my affair, I would not just go broke, I would be killed and I couldn't let that happen,” he defended.

I told him. “Great, then I will ask my assistant to send all the files to your table, okay?” “Okay, Alpha Sanders. Thank you.” “No problem, Miss. Abel,” he told me when the line was soon disconnected. As I placed my phone on the desk, I saw a wide smile plastered on Diasy’s smile, which made a frown appear on my face. “You are scaring me. What's wrong with you, Daisy?” “I have always wanted to plan a wedding, Miss. Abel. I think it's finally coming true.” she said when I shook my head. “Also, shall I ask the kitchen staff to send your lunch?” she asked me when I got up from my place and walked to the glass window.

He just laughs and returns to his program. I make a few more notes on my phone, including his typical schedule and the sponsor family he is staying with…hmm, he’s staying with Liz and Fiona’s parents? I know neither of them still lives at home, but I'm surprised that Liz hadn’t mentioned anything about it. Liz had a strong aversion to people she didn't know around her family. Her mate was killed by a rogue right in front of her when they were on patrol. The only good thing was that they had just found each other so the mate bond wasn't so strong that she lost the plot after it. “And done, ghost tracer is active and recording. I’m going to head home, seeing what happened to Isla made me miss

Zach said, looking over the top of Angel's head. Marguerite's sturdy arms came out and Zach separated himself from Angel. Kissing her on the forehead, he looked into her eyes and whispered once more, "I love you." "Come, Senorita." Marguerite's arms replaced his and she walked her through the side kitchen door to go upstairs by way of the back entrance. Zach stood still-drawing air into his lungs and gathering courage. A few minutes later, he made his way to the den. The man introduced himself as Edward Labough. He was about five foot ten, wore a dark tailored suit, and possessed cold, penetrating eyes similar to Monroe's. Obviously CIA and it surprised Zach that he came alone. "I'm here on