Oscar Diaz On My Block Novels & Stories

Diaz suddenly lifted me like a sack of rice on his shoulder and we entered his hotel room—beside mine. "No! Help! Oh my gosh! Let me go!" I cried while holding onto the door frame. "Shut up!" He pulled my hand and slammed the door. "Mr. Diaz! Don't do this! Please!" He threw me on the bed and my body bounced. I know how to defend myself but at this moment, fear ate me and I can't do anything but shout because he's too strong and I'm afraid he'll do something worse. "Don't worry, Ms. Escarra. You'll like what we're going to do." Mr. Diaz said, noticing his reddish eyes. Oh ghad... is he high?

You? - No, we do not use the services of these heinous murderers. But you could very well. Last night, after our conversation with you, I was attacked by one of them, I somehow got out alive. And fuck, I have good reason to believe that your race is involved in this.

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.

Good shot. And white gum on a white duster. Awesome. “Oh my God, Bella ! What was that for ?” Conor asked dumbfounded. “Diaz,” I simply answered. “What ?” he deadpanned. “Call me Diaz, Conor,” I repeated. “Oh ok, Diaz. Now what’s with that gum incident ?” he asked again. “Oh that ? Watch me do it again,” I smirked and I saw Dominic give an amused side grin from the corner of my eye.

Damien shuttered as he slowly took some unsteady steps backwards while Diaz walked towards him Houston shot Diaz from behind but strangely it didn't have any slight effect on him In a flash Diaz supersped and snapped Houston neck and his dead body fell with a loud thud on the floor "Before you do anything funny Diaz,am not your real enemy I mean am just part of the Arrowhood but she!!" Damien yelled pointing to Maddie "She's the real Arrowhood Diaz,she's the daughter of your world most greatest enemy,I want you to meet Maddison Arrowhood!" Damien concluded and almost immediately Diaz frozed on his steps as he slowly tilted his head to Maddie direction "Arrowhood??"

Truly, his wife is the only one who can, and will ever be able, to basically insult Diaz and live to tell. “Fine, then. Play nurse, see if I care.” Diaz finally accepts. “I knew you would come around,” She says with a cheerful smile. Winning arguments against Diaz Cartel was hard which makes this victory taste even better. “Woah, Jani, Love. I am all for helping Althea but were are we going to sleep,” interrupts Clyde. The man has been silent until now, waiting on his toes for the abrupt outrage Diaz shows when confronted about Althea.

Finally, the one block that holds any appeal to me anymore, activity block! I hate that it’s my last block of the day, but at least my day ends on a good note. I rub my hands together, getting myself pumped up as I watch Dean and Issac walk over to me.

As Thomas was about to go in, Georgia scurried over from the back and anxiously said, “Mr. Mayo, you don’t have to do this. Since the competition hasn’t started yet, you can still turn back. Shall we think about other methods?” Before Thomas answered, Diana gave her a mysterious smile and said, “Ms. Diaz, oh wait, I should be more respectful to you since you’re the head of the Diaz family now. Mdm. Diaz, please believe in Mr. Mayo’s ability. He will win today, he will not lose.” Georgia looked helpless. Was there any business deal in the world where only one side would benefit? Sigh… Since things had progressed to this stage, she could not dissuade Thomas. She just followed them inside to se

But Where am I? Slowly memories flood back. Someone hit Patrick on the head, and I got sprayed. Panic surges through me, and I try my best to keep calm to assess the situation. Who did this? Why do they want me? I hear footsteps nearing and look up to see Diaz walking inside. “You?” I ask in surprise. “Yes me.” I don’t answer back. And Diaz continues. “I should have dealt with you when you interfered between Luc and me the last time. But I was too curious to find what you told the cops to counter my actions.”

I hated that with one visit from Zal, my mind kept on retreating to him. Was Ghazi in danger? "Oscar? Did you hear me?" Dion asked, looking annoyed at me. "What? sorry? I was thinking about something else?" "Yeah, you've been doing that a lot lately. In fact, since that guy popped up unannounced." "I'm sorry," I put my hand on his handsome face. He smiled even though it didn't quite reach his eyes.