El Diablo Sabe Más Por Viejo Novels & Stories

an older woman with red eyes and a red diamond crystal asked while the others listened silently. "Everyone, do you remember the statement of the Great Elder Americus before he transcended?" the first elder said seriously. "You mean the Ninth Oracle of the Dragon God Diablo?" "About the hybrid?!" "You mean this little one is a hybrid?!" "H-How did you find out?" I asked nervously, and I backed away. Everyone's attention turned on me, and my knees almost buckled in nervousness. What if they'll kill me? A hand suddenly supported me. "Are you okay, Ari?" Isabella frowned, and worry etched on her face.

They thought Sia was different but she turned out to be far worse than a snake "She was about to marry some other man mother please say something"Carmen demanded the old lady to say something because she had been quiet without showing any sort of reaction or anger but kept silent which Carmen disliked because Sia was a cunning woman who played with their emotions only to find out she was a Navarro "Whatever happened, had happened we can't change anything even if we curse or show anger"the old lady finally voiced her opinion, and carmen was left speechless "Mother she brought little Diego into our lives and made us like him but now I doubt that baby is Emiliano's"carmen lamented coldly and th

But today, there was something different in it, something sharp. Emilia offered a tentative smile. “Hi, Rosa.” Rosa didn’t return it. Instead, she dropped the basket on a stone bench and tilted her head. “You walk around here like you belong. Like you’re not the reason things are falling apart.” Emilia blinked. “I… I don’t understand.” Rosa’s lip curled. “Oh, you understand perfectly.” Then she stepped closer, her voice low and biting. “El Diablo se está muriendo por una bruja como tú.”

I paused that thought. I felt stupid—Stupid for losing control, but there was something about Alison. She did things to me that no girl has ever done. The sound of gunshots echoed loudly once again, and reached for my gun in my pocket. it was action time. I moved in the direction of the sound, and I found myself standing at the hallway with my gun pointed at Rio and his younger brother Edwardo. Rio’s lips curled into a sneer as he looked at me. "Isn’t this the mighty Damien Santos? Or should I say El Diablo."

So thin I might snap at any minute. “Hello everyone.” A voice comes next. Cold. Commanding. Familiar. My nerves react instantly to it. Recognition flares hot inside me. The others begin murmuring around me. “Sorry to have kept you all waiting.” El Diablo? No. No. That can't be possible. “Diablo?” Anastasia's voice comes, fury lacing every word. “One and only.” Diablo's smug response comes from the other end of the line. “Is that Anastasia?” He teases. “The only woman bold enough to hold those men to ransom in Guccini's organization.”

“ ….I can’t believe it . “ said Antonio with a smile . “ What ? “ asked Damian . “ I can’t believe that you are actually being an understanding person . Why are you being like this ?…….No ! What’s wrong with you ? “ asked Antonio a bit confused but still happy . Damian smiled and gave the glass of whiskey to Antonio . “ From your expression , I assume that you only know the jerky side of me but I also have a good side which you didn’t know about……..I am sorry for behaving as a jerk all this time . You jumped in front of danger to save my life yet…..I have never done a single good thing nor behaved good . Apart from Derrick and Mia , I have never let anyone else enter my inner self and unders

he smiled and turned to leave. “You know El Diablo, I was told you hardly reject a cool business, and with you doing this, it confirmed my suspicion. No man would have been able to pull that stunt last night, no man would have avoided the camera so much, no man would have kidnapped my daughter without leaving a trace, no man would have killed my men so effortlessly like that, no man would have accepted to that job knowing what I will do, no man would have been so efficient in it, no man would have perform the act so clean like that, no man except the infamous El Diablo.”

"What's your name?" "Bunny, Master," she says in a soft voice. I know it's not her real name, but that's acceptable here. I'm also not her Master. That's one thing about Club El Diablo that differentiates itself from other sex clubs and their protocols-this is the devil's playground and the club feeds most desires. If she wants to call me Master, I won't stop her.

I had confusion written all over my face as I waited for an answer. “Diablo is the person who shot at us, he is a mafia boss. His mafia is the strongest in the country and they have more power than we do. He's the worst kind of person on earth and when scum meets with power, that's a very terrible combination. The last thing you'd want to do is to get on his bad side, cause when you do he would make you regret it. And Saint has been on neutral grounds with him for years, I wonder what changed.” He says and with each word he said my face whitened. "That's Daniel.” I say, my voice barely a whisper as I stared in shock.

CHAPTER 150 “What your my grand father? How could it be?” said Ysabelle to the old man. “Yes, I am your grand father and your so called father and sister already abandoned and run away from this country!” The all of the sudden the old man suddenly crept out of the shadow, he was about to attack Ysabelle but Ysabelle become vigilant at once. “Well done! Your well power is much stronger than I expected!” smiled Diego to her. “Are you behind the one who locked up me?” Ysabelle’s eyes were cold as leopard, ruthlessly.