I Am Dio Novels & Stories

My deepest secret is that she, the sexy as fuck women who will soon be my wife was mine, she was my first and only and will be until the day I take my last breath. Demitria owns me, mind, body and soul... she's the fucking devil and 'm her devoted follower. She is my Diabla.

Immediately I stood up from my chair. “I am Alpha and Omega. Nothing should scare me anymore. I will get the beast and after it, I will get the general," I replied.

So I sat. Dante lowered himself into his chair, rubbing his forehead like the weight of the world was crushing him. “Sienna…” His voice cracked, and when he looked at me, I almost didn’t recognize him. The man across from me wasn’t the confident, untouchable Dante the world saw, he looked broken. Almost desperate.

Dio…’ Hercules frowned as he blinked at Dionysus who had already put his focus on the uncertain individual. “Did you expect someone, Dio?” Dionysus didn’t budge, nor answer his question. “Dio…” He called Dionysus again. “Dio-” He flinched when Dionysus lifted a suspicious smirk at the door. “What’s wrong, Dio?” “Ah… she is here. My master is here.” “Dio…?”

Carter asked him as he froze his wound to stop it from bleeding. “I don’t think I need to seek their help,” Dio smirked again. A crackling sound was heard as a lightning ball started to manifest on Dio’s hand. Andriel’s eyes grew wide but Cassiel just smiled. Dio was Amiel, it was normal for the crown prince to have three or more elements in his repertoire. “I thought his mother was the plant mage,” Andriel mumbled but he dismissed his confusion and focused on the duel. “I’m done playing with you,” Dio said with a smile. “You are really a good opponent but I couldn’t afford to lose in front of the people I wanted to protect.”

I take a deep breath and nod. Sebastian Ferreira, better known as Dio, is the biggest mafia boss in Rome. He's in charge of most of Europe and he has some strong ties with the Mexican mafia as well. Everything that's happening in the city right now has something to do with him. And his presence in Rome means it's going to get even more dangerous out here.

Just as Alexa were trying to control her tears, a chilling presence approached them. It was none other than Dionysus, or Dio as he liked to be called, the cousin of Jean and Gilbert. Dio, even in his edwardian era dark blue 'costume' was still a striking figure, with piercing green eyes and white hair still untied wildly, made him look like a vampire. Alexa never loses an awe seeing his facial feature almost mirrored Gilbert's. His usually icy demeanor had a strange warmth when it came to Alexa. They had met earlier in the night of the bloody Reverie Dinner party and had quickly formed an unlikely friendship.

I said, my tone growing sad. "Oh? Well, you selected Atlas, who is a fine horse. I'm sure you two will make amazing choices. We are proud of our work here.” I said, petting Aeraki. "Very nice to meet you, Ismene-Eirene. Since you call my brother here Andy, you can call me Dio. It's charming that you worried for him and Atlas.” Dio said, his tone warm and friendly. "And that's why I asked Andy for help. Horses are something of a thing in our families,” he explained. "