Magnificent Oscar Diggs Novels & Stories

Truly laughed, instead of pretending just to appease Eugene. "I hope we hear it more often." Dargan replied, looking over his shoulder. Ciaran nodded in agreement. "With Ozias around? I'm afraid she might never stop laughing. Just look at him!" Maverick commented and I stole a glance at Ozias. Handsome. Devastatingly handsome. Light golden brown hair. Blue eyes. The outline of a neatly kept beard. Any woman's dream man.

I used to wake up and sleep without seeing his face, and this in itself was a gift from God. During this week, I learned a lot from Oleen. You told me that the mean one is the manager of a large department in his father's company, Mr. Max, but because of his father's illness, he became responsible for the company and bears the burdens alone. I also learned that he is looking for a suitable person to manage in one of the important departments to help him in the work that is causing him great pressure! She also informed me that this business trip is very important and that he will be busy all the time.. and if you are wondering where I am now, I am in Jimmy's room sitting next to him in comple

He stepped back and muttered, "I thought anyone who talked that big would be somebody. Turns out he's trash. No wonder the Chamberlain family dumped him. Once a fake, always a fake." The word cut deep. Fake? Oscar's eyes burned red. He was no fake. Arthur had acknowledged him as his heir in his own will. "You're asking for it." The words fell cold and final. In the next instant, Oscar stood before Dargan. "You—" Dargan barely widened his eyes before Oscar's foot slammed into his chest. A sharp crack split the air on impact. Dargan flew backward, and pain burst through his ribs. At least two had broken.

Woww I just met with the DIG he want to make me an offer, what could that be. TBC

"Olympus has been infiltrated," Megan said to Dennis the moment the door slid open to admit her into his office to see him sitting behind his table with his head buried in the tablet in his hand. He looked up from the device, the expression on his face a cross between surprise and confusion. "Please tell me that's a joke, Miss Months," he said. "Unfortunately Director, that's something she won't be able to do," Ricardo returned coming in after Megan. Dennis seemed to stop for a few heartbeats at the statement, unable to respond as he watched Megan take the seat opposite his desk and Ricardo make himself comfortable resting against the glass wall.

She heaved a deep sigh as she put the documents down on the table. Morrigan's cold gaze darts towards the Prince Regent who is now crawling out of bed. But like Mathias, he could barely lift himself with how potent the drug Morrigan created just for the two of them. She leaned on the frame of a chair as she watches the Prince Regent crawling towards the door for his dear life. "Why struggle when everything will come to an end now." Morrigan wiped the dagger on her dress and held its hilt tightly as she lifts herself to stand upright. Looking below her, watching the Prince Regent mopping the floor as he helplessly crawls the cold floor. Watching him with bored eyes she stepped on the back of

the guy uttered over the phone. “A linked information reached us now that Arlo Osvaldo is dead. His car that’s moving round the town, his text messages that are responding too, is a work of Digger and his men. It’s like there’s someone they are working for and they are seriously fishing out evidences to get the person” the expression on Prey’s face changed as she heard that.

Digger sighed and walked inside the mansion. He hadn’t been there in a while and was glad to be back. Now that he had taken care of the job at hand he was going to get some rest and then prepare for the meeting later in the afternoon. Digger clomped up the stairs and made a bee line for his room. He was over the opulence of the mansion and couldn’t be bothered to take in its grandeur. He was more determined to get some rest and back to his search for Margo. She had eluded him for too long. With his exhaustion catching up to him he stepped into the room that he used for when he got back from long trips and began to strip off his clothes as he made his way to the bathroom.

“Angel?” The sound felt too real for her, it couldn’t be a dream. The sensation of her hand in a tight grip woke her. “Cara.” She shot up from her position, staring straight into those deep chocolate pools. ***************************************** Hi lovely readers, I hope you are enjoying reading Sgt Maddox. If you want to keep up to date with ideas and posts, I am on Instagram - @_louisehope_ Happy reading! xxx