Oscar Diaz Novels & Stories

“His name is Theodore, he says that he is a messenger…” “Mariana is the one who put these numbers,” I said, and both men frowned in confusion. If anyone knew who Theodore worked for, it was me. The man has helped her with finding the right woman to abort her pregnancies without my father finding out. And IF the pack’s doctor had her position now, it was because he wanted her to have it. Of course, it came in the benefit of the one person that he was loyal to, and that was Mariana. “Theodore is one of her most trusted men.”

I should have told him when he’d appeared out of nowhere just to take me away. I didn’t have to wait any longer. Dalton was quick… well his fierce and furious growls were quicker. I could hear it way before he appeared, zipping through the trees. Jordan and the rest of the guys arrived shortly after Dalton had lunged himself through the air, aiming straight for the zombie. Marcus didn’t deserve to die like this. If anything, I think both Dalton and I would agree that this kind of death would be too easy for Marcus. All those sins he’d committed…

Isadora The music was loud, the lights flashing as La Reina Roja, my club, buzzed with life. I leaned back in my chair, eyes scanning the room as I familiarised with its activities; also watching for any signs of trouble. That's when I noticed him. Diego Hernandez. I had heard his name before- ties to Cesar Alvarez's cartel, a man with enough power to make things move in this city. He walked in with an air of confidence, his aura filling the room. His eyes flicked over the room before landing on Mariana, the red-haired waitress I had taken notice of weeks ago.

Multiple waiters roam around refilling drinks or tending to any of the guests’ needs. Althea scans the crowd for any familiar faces when she feels a hand grab her by the waist, a raspy voice whispering to her ear. “Who told you you are allowed to look this breathtaking.” - - Diaz is already bored. He has been listening to the old dinosaur standing next to him for hours. He is an associate of the Cartel family who works for international transit. He makes sure their shipments leave and arrive to Russia without police intervention, anything from drugs to humans.

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

I was about to tease him about Goose demanding his cut of the bill when I froze. Because walking right toward us were two people I’d only seen in the family pictures on Ace’s wall. Ofelia Rosario was even more striking in person, poised and sharp-eyed, her dark curls pulled back, her expression somewhere between that of a protective big sister and a curious psychologist. At her side was Zach Dayton, tall and broad, the kind of man who looked like he’d been carved out of steady hands and quiet strength. His firefighter jacket was half-zipped, and when his gaze slid over Ace, it was nothing short of measuring.

Diaz tries to act professionally when at work, but aside from that, he only loses control when anything makes him angry, even over something small. Diaz is not the kind of person who readily loses control; even when he is extremely upset, he will typically merely avoid the trigger until his feelings have passed. This time, though, he was unable to pinpoint the exact cause of his rage or what had driven him to vent it on others. Or perhaps something other than anger caused him to act this way? He doesn't believe that he has done anything wrong, so it's just an annoyance that he feels like he is being ignored. Diaz is aware that he is the most unstable individual at this time, that much is sur

I'm sure I like him but let's just wait and see where this will take us. I just can't believe that I, Carmela Thompson is dating Cyrus Steele!

he tells me then tits his head to the carnage I left in the middle of the room. I slump into his shoulder and just breath, I feel like my lungs haven't had a proper breath since walking away from my dad's body. My heart feels heavy for my lose but somehow alive, it's all because of the man who's holding me tight to his chest while giving out orders. "My condolences Miss Diabla for your loss" says a man with a heavy Spanish accent. "The Castro. The San Torino and The Belmura Families all stand at your side, we will have allies' contracts drawn and send for you agreement in the next few days"