El Diablo Sabe Más Por Viejo Novels & Stories

He looks murderous "It was you. Wasn't it?" "Me? What did I do?" "You killed Papa" "Oh, that? It wasn't personal. I was only settling old debts" "Have you lost your mind? How could you kill your own father?" "He was your father. Not mine" One time when El Rey was trying to hurt me, he told me the truth. It turns out Mama was assaulted and she got pregnant. She doesn't know who the man is. So in a way, I truly deserve the name La Diabla because I'm the devil's spawn.

"You’re clever, cara mia. I’ll give you that." Her stomach dropped. He stepped into the light, shadows dancing across his face. "Alonso Delgado never made it past his twentieth birthday. I did." She couldn’t breathe. "What?" He moved closer, until the poker nearly touched his chest. "I’m Esteban. Esteban Gallego." The name struck her like lightning. The Gallegos; rivals of the Delgados. Ruthless. Vicious. Responsible for the massacre in Medellin.

the old man murmurs. I heard Mike asked the old man about his dog and I came out from the crowd to join them. I continued cooking the fish slices and thinking about asking the old man to give me one of the puppies of his dog. “Abuelito Kiko, how old is dog Helena?” serving the old man food to eat Mike asked. “I don’t remember how old is she. That dog just came to my house accompanied me when my son died long ago. I think he died when he was about your age.” The old man said before starting to eat. Mike immediately clears his throat and felt nervousness for a moment when he heard the last sentence Abuelito Kiko said to him.

He felt disoriented, as if he were drugged. Gio grabbed his hair and whispered in his ear, “You tried to escape from me, huh? ¿Crees que no te encontraré? (Do you think I won’t find you?)” he sarcastically laughed as Gabriel shook his head in fear. “You will never escape from me. You will die here with me,” Gio added with a sinister smile. “Eli Santiago, huh? Lo mataré delante de ti. (I will kill him in front of you.)”

"What do you mean? Do they know about my abilities?" Diego’s sigh was filled with frustration and weariness. "I don’t have all the answers, but I found something I need to show you." He walked over to a hidden compartment in the wall, pulling out a dusty, old journal. "I found this in the Dark Moon Alpha's study, hidden away. It might have answers about your powers and how they've been used against you." Diego put his hand on my shoulder, his eyes filled with concern. "Everything you need to know might be in here."

Lee states. “So they do work together,” Damion spits, hate thick in his throat. “Or are they all just pawns of the Old Man?” At the mention of his name, a collective shiver runs through us. Alejandro stiffens, his face shuttered. “The Old Man is sly,” Alejandro buts in. “He will never do things openly. He’s a coward. But clever. He won’t tag his name to anything.” Jackson tilts his head, needling him with a smile that’s all knives. “And how would you know?”

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."

Diablo: “You and me are going to have two options about this when it comes to the whole situation, Mama. We are either going to talk about this or you are going to tell me what you have in mind. I'm going to judge from there.” I said, grabbing a seat and sitting in front of my mother. Alonzo looked at me and scoffed before looking away. “You do realize that she got what she wanted. She is not going to be dying anyway. She's going to get away with what she did. Do you really actually believe that she's going to tell you anything, Diablo?” Alonzo asked mocking me.

Diana smirked as she read the humorless look on his face. “That's what I have been waiting for you, Elijah.” Diana retorted. She was an arm's length away from him. “What do you know about the oldest vampire?” Elijah squinted at her as they walked in circles. “I know that the oldest vampire might have a clue about you and your brothers. Join me, bring humans with special blood and we will get what we crave.” “Won't you betray me?” Elijah raised an eyebrow. She snickered. “Fear not. An August witch keeps her promises.” Diana raised her head with a sense of ego.

She looked like a runway model and she could crush Estella like a bug any day. Estella wisely scurried away and went to do Blyce’s bidding. In the kitchen, another of the maids approached her looking curious. “What was that?” The girl asked, “Are you in trouble or something?” “No,” Estella said, “There was just a bit of a misunderstanding.” The girl snorted in disbelief, “Really? Mr. El Diablo stormed in here and demanded your whereabouts like you had made away with his millions.” “If I had,” Estella said in an even tone, “Don’t you think I’d be rotting behind bars by now.”