Novel & Cerita Ice Age Diego And Shira Fanfiction

Daniella just chuckled and looked at the scene amusement clear in her emerald eyes. "Hey, wake up dumbass ogre!" Jason shouted as he kick Diego slightly. Diego groaned and grabbed Jason's feet. "Are you my father?" Diego slurred. "No, I am not Shrek" Jason say as he tries to get his feet off Diego's grasp but ends up stumbling upon. Jason somehow ended up straddling Diego and after a moment they didn't move. It's obvious, they're dead. "Now, there are two dead guys...how am I gonna explain this to the police?" I asked myself in horror. My mind can't think straight anymore.

"I will never believe another word that comes out of his mouth. Not a single breath. The past few days were just a bad dream on the ice, and now I'm waking up to the freezing reality." "Collins, you're shaking so hard the kitchen tiles are rattling." "I am fine, Patricia. The snow just melted in my hands outside the transit pavilion, and I realized I could melt glaciers with my bare skin but I couldn't warm a single corner of Ada Lube's frozen heart."

I whispered to my ear piece while I hoped for Darren to do his job. I looked back at Diego and kissed him before he could realize what was happening, I tried to keep it slow as possible bit Diego wanted more, he slowly pushed me down biting down on my lip, I tried enduring when he ran his hands up my thigh. "Done..." I heard Darren from the ear piece. "Quinn get out of there..." Darren warned, I couldn't handle it anymore before I could push him away the door kicked wide open revealing Shane Cunningham and the secretary from earlier, my cheeks flushed when my eyes met with Shane, he looked somehow shocked, I quickly got down from the desk facing the two while Shane looked over at Diego. "Die

TROPE: CHILDHOOD ENEMIES-TO-LOVERS/FAKE-DATING. BOOK TWO will follow Alex Ross, Hayden's best friend, as he falls in love with his best friend, Hayden's twin sister, Heather Thornhill. TROPE: CHILDHOOD FRIENDS-TO-LOVERS. BOOK THREE will be a LGBTQ story concentrating on Elias Archwood, the goalie, as he explores his bisexuality when the team recruits a new freshman, Aiden, he can't seem to resist. TROPE: TEAMMATES-TO-LOVERS.

Diego’s voice rumbled from the other end of the dark alley. Ysabelle retreated a few step and stared at him coldly She don’t want to experience the similar torture again. “come here!” Diego turned his head. Ysabelle didn’t move an inch. Diego sighed and walked toward her. “who are you?” Ysabelle’s eyes were cold. Bang! She flung the brick in her hands outwards.

Xavier*** Diego stood motionless, his fists clenched so tight I feared his knuckles would burst. His body trembled, but whether it was from rage or the fear of facing Fiona’s impossible return, I couldn’t tell. I could see it in his eyes—a father’s anguish, a mate’s despair. The ghosts of the past had clawed their way back into the present, threatening to swallow us whole." “How?” Diego finally managed, his voice hoarse. “How is that possible?”

"Are you guys not done even until now?" Diego shouted, and I looked at him, annoyed. "Don't give me that look. This sound is killing me!" He shouted again, and I turned off the blaring music in the headphones. Immediately, his expression softened, and he closed his eyes. "Thank god! I thought you guys were planning to torture me like this," he said dramatically while I removed the headphones from his head. "So, what's it about?" he asked me, and I rolled my eyes and went to bed.

The contact snapped her out of her daze. Her gaze sharpened, landing on his hand. Softly, she spoke: “I thought we were done. I thought we could both take a step back and go our separate ways. But now I see… we’re already standing on the edge of a cliff. There’s no going back.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “You’ll never let me go, will you?” Her eyes showed no hatred, no affection—only calm. Diego leaned in, eyes glowing with obsession. Even his faint smile couldn’t hide the madness behind the gold-rimmed glasses. He laughed—quiet and charming, eyes crinkling, dangerously soft.

Hmph, not that easy, thought Stellina. ‌Diego extended his hand towards Stellina, silently inviting her to join them. Stellina hesitated for a moment, her gaze flickering between Arianna and Diego. But then, with a deep breath, she reached out and took his hand, intertwining their fingers. As they walked together towards the bed, Stellina couldn't help but feel a mix of apprehension and hope. The road ahead was uncertain, filled with challenges and doubts, but in that moment, she held onto the belief that they could create a loving and supportive family for Arianna.

IRENE Diego's words brought a bittersweet solace to my anguished soul as he lay there dying. For some weird reason I believed everything he had just said earlier, it all boiled down to the warm way I felt the first time I saw him, this was somebody I could trust. I did not want him to die. I could not help but think that I had seen so much death in just the past 2 days and I definitely did not want to see more. I searched his eyes, desperately clinging to the flicker of hope within them. In that moment, Diego's gaze held a tenderness that transcended the pain that coursed through his veins. It was a mirror image of what looked like love but I was not sure. He strained as he pulled my ear clo