Miguel Diaz Novels & Stories

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Isabella's point of view Diego had professional doctors among his men, they were not just killers but they knew so much about the human anatomy, how to treat bones, remove a bullet and treat the wounds. For the past seven days, the atmosphere in the mansion has been tense since the chaos, Miguel was getting better even though the doctor said his backbone will take sometime to heal completely, Diego doesn’t let me visit him at the quarters alone, I only get to see Miguel when I accompany him. Being in his room right now was because Miguel insisted he wanted to see Diego and I, Tiano was present too.

"Gabriel Moreno, the CEO of Cielo Azul Enterprises." It took Miguel a moment to register the information. His eyes gradually widened as he yelled. "¡¿Qué?! Your business rival? Are you insane?" "No, I'm not," I laughed. "I just want to see the look on his face when he sees Joyce with me." "Eres tan atrevido y loco," Miguel stammered, his tone thick with disbelief. "What if he ends up ruining the party for you? And he's definitely going to come along with Joyce's sister. Have you considered what could happen if those two cross paths?"

Zach said, looking over the top of Angel's head. Marguerite's sturdy arms came out and Zach separated himself from Angel. Kissing her on the forehead, he looked into her eyes and whispered once more, "I love you." "Come, Senorita." Marguerite's arms replaced his and she walked her through the side kitchen door to go upstairs by way of the back entrance. Zach stood still-drawing air into his lungs and gathering courage. A few minutes later, he made his way to the den. The man introduced himself as Edward Labough. He was about five foot ten, wore a dark tailored suit, and possessed cold, penetrating eyes similar to Monroe's. Obviously CIA and it surprised Zach that he came alone. "I'm here on

VICTORIA I kept staring a second longer until a folder was placed on my lap. “Read through the agreements so you know if everything’s okay,” Mr. Dante whispered, and I snapped out of it, realizing the meeting had already started. From our side, in the dark, I watched the signs on the screen while the interpreter relayed them to Lorenzo. He said he apologized for not attending. “I wasn’t expecting you. I was expecting your father. Patriarch Dmitri Brona is the one I’ve always made deals with,” Lorenzo shot back without a shred of respect.

Zach forced a smile at her as he finally said something. "Yes and his name is Miguel Torres, a house planner, he has worked with many businesses men" Edna replied and Miguel's eyes widened. "Words can't describe how happy I am for you, right Zach?" Regina faced him with a smile. "Right," Zach replied and left then Regina followed him. When they were out of sight, Edna released Miguel's hands but Miguel had an angry look on his face. "You are a bloody narcissist, you should have informed me before using me like that but what do I expect from someone like you" he said angrily before turning around and leaving.

hear someone say from the other end of the table. Almost every girl is looking, but it was her gaze that was the most frightening. If I remember correctly, Zariah told me her name was Mareli, from the Passion Pack. her hair is a fiery red - not orange - that commands the attention in the room by itself. Her expression is hostile "Nah, just Fate," Brynn replies carelessly. Is a fight about to start here? Mareli narrows her eyes. "I seriously think it's cheating that you got to see Malik before anyone else. Especially since you broke the rules...Do you really think Malik is going to want a Luna who doesn't do what she's told?"

(And then I was doubting if he can fight or not. I cut the call and started cheering for Diego. “Whoa… that’s awesome.” “Yeah, yeah, get that bald one too. That idiot threw me against a wall as if I was some rag or something.” “Watch your back, too.” “Whoa, that’s awesome.” “That one deserves a punch in the face.” “Kick his butt.” “Yeah, exactly like that.”

“But it seems to me that she is carrying an Alpha blood.” “You…” “Alpha Dante D’Angelo, my mate, Valerie Morozov.” He said, looking down at me. “Put the knife down, Valerie. You are going to end up hurting more than just yourself with these stupid reflexes that you’re having…”

Edward said, his voice trembling with disbelief. “I hoped Alexandro would find her before they reached Avalon. I was wrong,” he said. “But now… it’s too late to act rashly.” Jacob’s voice was cold. “What does Valerian have to do with this?” “Valerian… knows Maeron. He’s the only one who might help. But if Alexandro thinks I’m connected to Valerian, it will destroy what little trust remains. That’s why I stayed away.” “So you just gave up?” Edward asked.