Go Diego Go Show Novels & Stories

“I’m so glad you could join us.” My eyes blazed with anger and confusion. “What’s the meaning of this?" "It's what it is, didn't you want to leave the country?" "I’m not going anywhere with you! I'm leaving with Diego, where is he? What have you done to him?" He waved a dismissive hand. “Oh, don’t concern yourself with Diego. He’s already met his end. There’s a bomb set to explode at the location he was held. I’m sure by now it’s already gone off.”

"You promised you'd let my son study abroad. Why was it canceled? Why? Did you lie to me?" … Calista was on her way home when she heard the news about Diego. It was a bombshell. "Breaking News: Diego Is Gay." Diego was both his real name and his stage name. "Diego's Mysterious Boyfriend Revealed." "Diego Bullies Newcomers on Set; Acts Like a Diva; Kept Making Mistakes Because He Was Dissatisfied With Director’s Demands; Threw a Cup at the Director’s Head on the Spot, Causing the Filming to Be Suspended for a Week."

Unknown number. Old Mill Road. Truth awaits.

Pulling out his malbero cigarette, he lit it up, taking a slow drag and puff it out. “Yes boss.” Diego bowed and marched out. “Let the show begin.”

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.

Instead, I backed up step by step until I reached the bed. As the sounds from next door started up again, I stacked the pillows and blankets high. Standing on top of them, I opened the custom skylight Ian had installed for me and slowly climbed up onto the roof. With every step, a voice whispered in my ear. "Just die already. Ian stopped loving you a long time ago. He's only with you to get revenge. Death is the only way you'll ever be free." The second that voice faded, I smiled and jumped off the roof.

Sebastian lunged. Dario kicked him back and slammed the detonator. "Let's all die together." The explosion rocked the sky. Flames tore through the air. The Morello mansion was gone—nothing left but rubble. *** The TV blared, the anchor's voice sharp: "Breaking news tonight out of Santria City: A deadly explosion leveled the Morello estate overnight. Authorities have confirmed the deaths of Dario Morello, Serena Venier, and both of their parents. No survivors have been found."

Declan died in Bolivia. Rumor had it there was a massive, brutal turf war. He had a chance to escape under the cover of his loyal men. But he seemed to have completely lost the will to live. He gave up the fight, letting the bullets tear through his chest. Word of his will got out soon after. The Don had left a strict final order, donating all of his massive, laundered fortune. He also specified the creation of a charitable foundation called "Sienna." It was dedicated to helping young girls who had lost their families to gang violence.

" Varkon kneeled on the other side of the coffin and reached out to stroke my cheek. Mother cried until she nearly passed out. At last, she looked at Vakron while being supported by a maid. "Let her go, Varkon. You've ruined her life. Will you imprison her soul as well?" His words shattered his final obsession. He closed his eyes, and two trails of bloody tears silently slid down his face. "Alright…" … Soon, the pack held its most solemn cremation ceremony in history. Raging flames consumed my body, and my ashes drifted into the night wind, carried toward the bright full moon.

Clapping excitedly, she urged, "Daddy, let's go! I can't wait to go to the amusement park. I want to take lots of pictures and put them in the frame next to my bed!" A jolt of pain shot through my chest. I'd carried these pups for months and nearly died during labor, but as they left, the last bit of attachment I had toward them vanished. Later, I cleared out all my belongings in the villa, then dragged my suitcase downstairs. "Luna Aria, are you heading out?" Bill asked. I nodded. "I'm leaving. Remind Ethan to sign the agreement. And also, stop calling me 'Luna Aria'."