Oscar Diaz Novels & Stories

I follow the blonde, evading her hand when she tries to link it through my arm. “Cain, finally.” Darius is sitting at the table next to a blonde boy, but Flame is nowhere to be seen. He gestures to the blonde boy. “This is Damien and I assume you’ve met Gale and Ollie. There’s also Emery and Leila…” He emphasises the last name, as if to remind me that Flame is using her middle name with the humans. “Have just popped upstairs to get their jackets.” “Here.” Gale places a plate down on the table and pats the chair. Some sort of filled tortilla’s are on the plate and they smell amazing.

"The family hospital is in deep trouble. The debts are significant." ​Dizer frowned. "How significant?" ​"Hundreds of millions. We've exhausted almost every option." ​The room suddenly felt smaller, hotter, and increasingly suffocating. Then came the next bomb. ​"The Oscar family has offered assistance," Javier revealed. ​Dizer’s brow furrowed. "The Oscar family?" ​Immediately, one specific name came to mind: Doctor Liam Oscar. He was the country's most famous surgeon—a medical genius, a media favorite, a billionaire heartthrob, and a man completely out of her league. "What does a billionaire surgeon have to do with me?"

"Daisy, Mr Antonio Nathaniel died some weeks ago and his investors are rallying to leave the company bankrupt if Seth doesn't pay them up." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers yet laced with concern. "Wait a minute! Mr Antonio, the CEO of MetaX is dead?" Alison couldn't believe what she was hearing. "This is really bad, Poor Seth, what is he going to do now?" Alison said as she sank into the bed dressed with a bubble gum pink bedsheet. "You see, that is the main reason why I'm considering the marriage contract." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers. "Now I get it, Daisy."

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

Rowan and Lola teamed up to try and kill our future Luna so if they were dull enough to think that they could get away with that then maybe they would be dull enough to talk more about their plans and make things easier for us. The door to the guard room opening brings me back to the present and I can't help but smile when Omega Suzzy comes walking into the room with her arms full of goodies for us. I go to stand up to help her when the most incredible smell hits all of my senses and stirs my wolf Theo from his nap. "What's that smell?" I practically growl out the words as my wolf tries to take over control but I manage to hold him back. I look at Suzzy and she gasps as the biggest smile app

His eyes remained wide open for a while as he rolled them from time to time. They lived far abit, but a walking distance from Ban, a city that he is said to have abandoned due to an overturn and was overthrown by an Omega. He was strong, but never stronger than his Omega. Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well.

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

"Isabelle Dela Cruz, Ascend Services!" Damian’s chest tightened, a quiet sob escaping his lips. She had won. She had done it. A small, painful smile crept across his face, a raw, emotional expression he hadn’t felt in months. He wanted to scream. He wanted to shout. He wanted to tell the world how proud he was of her. But he was a ghost. He was a silent, unmoving presence, a man who had chosen to disappear. He was a spectator to his own masterpiece.

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

The only thing keeping Alexandro grounded was the relentless pursuit of truth. Before he set sail again to search the eastern waters, he knew he had to learn everything he could. He had a name now—Maeron. A shadow of myth. A phantom whispered of in fear. If he was going to tear through the ocean to retrieve his wife, he needed to know who, or what, he was up against.