I Am Dio Novels & Stories

I said loudly to him. “As you command,” he said and I saw him as he moved out of the shadows. I stood there in awe and watched him as he lunged at me and merged himself onto my body, a burning feeling that made me scream out as the tattoo of my beast formed on my skin, searing himself into me as he became one with me. “My name is Bazzoit,” he said in my mind and I opened my eyes. “Thank you Baz,” I said and he bowed his head at me.

She had to survive first and plot her revenge later. By the time his tall intimidating frame walked back into the room, she already had her answer. He scared her senseless, he had a very powerful aura she had never felt before. His eyes sparkled with mischief, he could seduce anyone without even trying. His deep voice was like brown rich honey and warm milk. He looked like a representation of a Greek god from mount Olympus. His clothes latched unto his sexy muscles and broad shoulders. His amber eyes were staring deep into her soul. He was one fine ass man. Ariel swallowed hard, he was insanely hot, she was losing her mind. Her cheeks flushed, they were bright red. What was this man doing to

'Dear little Diana, I sent trusted members of my pack to bring you home, but it seems Caleb has other ideas. I should have killed him years ago. No problem. Now is as good a time as any. Unless you agree to be my mate. Think on it, angel. A life for a life. Meet me at the club and agree to be my mate and I’ll let him live.' Ragnar

Except one. Dawn.

“Am I wrong or am I right, El Diablo?” Drago asked, his men touching their guns on their waists, waiting for the order to strike. “I called you here, not only because I needed your help, but because I know you kidnapped my daughter, now, the only thing that would save your life, the only thing that would prevent my men from emptying their barrels on you is if you answer my questions.”

The figure's eyes bore into mine, devoid of any mercy or compassion, a silent message that any attempt to defy their command would be met with swift and ruthless consequences. Diyo's voice cut through the chaos, reaching my ears with a desperate urgency. "Isabella, careful!" he shouted, his words laced with a sense of alarm and worry. His voice echoed in my mind, urging me to be cautious, to pay attention to the imminent danger that lurked nearby. In that split second, as if guided by some unseen force, Diyo leaped into action. He positioned himself in front of me, acting as a human shield, ready to take on whatever danger lay ahead.

The other had eyes like still water. Eventually, the younger man stormed off. The other turned toward me. "Human," he said. "How are you?" I swallowed hard. "Who are you? Where am I?" "The underworld. The land of the dead." "Am I in hell?" He didn’t answer right away. "You’re not going anywhere. You ended your life before your time," he said. "Then why am I still here?" "Because of me," he replied. "You were meant to vanish, but I intervened. I’m giving you a second chance. You’ll return to the human world as a soul reaper."

My heart raced against my ribcage with each step I took, and seeing my friend’s blood on my hand, I couldn’t help but feel my chest ache. Entering the bathroom, I stared at my reflection for a second as I turned the faucet on to wash the blood off my hands. My eyes held anger, hatred, and darkness like never before, and I knew that all these emotions were directed at ONE person, and one person alone. I, Alpha Dante D’Angelo, will not rest or stop until you are dead, Giovanni D’Angelo. It is time for you to sleep with one eye open, because I am coming for you…

Meena coughed, "that's the thing princess, he comes from or says he comes from a place that has long been destroyed. He calls himself, Crown prince Damian Audrey of De'Northa" Arianna sat there in confusion. Damian....what the hell was he trying to do?!

The very air around her seemed to shimmer with the power of the heavens. "I am Athena," she said, her voice deep and commanding, echoing through the tomb like a thunderclap. "And you… Nihil… you will not break me again." Nihil staggered back, his dark power recoiling from her presence. His face twisted in rage and disbelief. "No! This cannot be. You cannot be Athena. You are weak. You were nothing before. You are nothing!" Kiara, now Athena in every sense, raised her hand, the air crackling with divine energy. The very earth beneath her feet trembled as the ground split open, revealing the raw force of her godly might. Her eyes blazed with fire, her voice filled with divine wrath.