Novel & Cerita Miguel Diaz Season 1

Drake’s breath caught. There was a silence that stretched between them. The faint hum of jazz music from the boutique speakers continued to play, far too elegant for the heaviness hanging now between them. Miguel didn’t look at him anymore. He stared at a spot on the floor, his jaw tense, like he was wrestling a word back. Something old and too painful. Drake hesitated. And then, as if pulled forward by some invisible thread, he murmured, “Mine are dead.” Miguel slowly looked up.

Late October, Miguel and Diana came over for dinner. "You look different," Diana said. "Since the summer. More settled." "I feel more settled. Like I figured something out about sustainability and presence." "Miguel has been trying to learn that from you. How to have a successful career without it consuming everything." "I am still learning it," I admitted. "However, I am learning. That is what matters." "How is your new series going?" Miguel asked. "Slowly. However, good-slow. Intentional-slow. Not forced."

Diaz yelled as he felt a part of him screaming for help and he immediately knew Maddie was in grave danger He had half marked her the day they were making out so he kinda felt the emotions she was feeling now Even though he hadn't fully marked her yet,the anguish and struggle he was feeling at the moment was very strong and then suddenly everything went blank He couldn't feel her anymore He couldn't feel any emotion comic from her and he knew something was definitely wrong "Stop the car!!!" He roared and the car halted on the road In a flash Diaz sped out from the car, dashing out like a crazy cheeter jumping trees upon trees like a monkey as his blue eyes now glowed dangerous silver light a

Followed immediately by a surge of possessive fury when he'd realized Mauricio's hand was on her waist. She'd been ignoring his messages for weeks. Had disappeared from P-Valley without a word. Had left him desperate and wanting and half-convinced he was losing his mind. And here she was, playing dress-up for his biggest business rival. Miguel drained his scotch and started toward the French doors. "Miguel." One of Mauricio's associates stepped into his path, some banker whose name Miguel couldn't remember. "Are you enjoying the party?" "Immensely," Miguel lied, his eyes tracking Red's red wig through the garden. "If you'll excuse me..."

If Snow did not serve Kaze for a long time, she would not know this much about him either. If Miguel wanted to be with Kaze, then he must show that he was worthy. “I’ll work hard.” Knowing he would have to get past Snow before he could reach Kaze, Miguel stopped hesitating and stepped onto the bus. Since he was not qualified at the moment, he had to work harder to meet their requirements. After Miguel left on the bus, Kaze smiled. “He’s got potential. He was brave throughout the incident but he’s still a little green. It’s his first time shooting from a gun and taking a life after all,” he commented.

The sense of urgency in Miguel’s voice was unmistakable. “Who? Who’s coming?” Alejandro demanded, his mind already preparing for the worst. Miguel’s eyes were wide with fear, his breath coming in shallow gasps. “Santiago’s not alone anymore. There’s someone else someone worse. And they’ve got a plan. A plan to end all of us.” Alejandro’s heart skipped a beat. He had known it was coming he had known this fight wasn’t over. But the look in Miguel’s eyes told him that what was coming was far more dangerous than anything they had prepared for.

Nothing was going to ruin my wedding. ******** SYBIL EAGAN POV Miguel was ruining everything, and he didn't even look to be in his right senses. How had it all come to this? Dian was probably waiting for me at the altar already. I didn't know what time it was, but I was almost certain the program had already commenced, yet here I was tied to a chair with a gun to my head. "Why the hell are you doing this Miguel?" I got out, wetting my dried lips as his gun pushed harder against my skull. "I have been nothing but kind to you"

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

“But it’s bad. He needs to rest for weeks.” Miguel got the news and felt a small relief. Diego was alive. But this wasn’t over. He stood in front of the window, looking at the city lights. His mind was full of plans. Tania thought she could win. Carlos thought he could hide. They were wrong. Miguel picked up his phone and called his best tracker. “I want them in 24 hours,” he said. “I don’t care what it takes.” Then he called another number. A man answered, his voice deep and cold. “Miguel.”

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.