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?

Knowing what he knows, having lived through what he has, he is painfully aware of how bad everything can get for Althea and himself if Diaz decides he is being a tad too kind, specially because the head of the Cartel family already isn’t exactly fond of him. As if summoned by Harley’s thoughts, Diaz appears in the entrance of the kitchen. He walks straight to Althea to put his arms around the tiny waist of the younger and his chin on her shoulder, oblivious of the lean figure scurrying away as fast as he can. “I’ve been looking for you, Althea,” Diaz pouts. “I’m here,” Althea answers turning around to stroke the hair of the brunette which ends up being an awkward pat. “I just talked to your

"Put your men on the marsh road. Block the exits. If a black Audi or a gray van comes through, you stop it. Don't shoot the passengers. Just hold them until I get there." Diaz laughed, a low, dark sound. "Why would I do that? You took the South Port from me last year. You cost me millions." "I will give it back," I said. Luca's head snapped toward me. "Boss!" "I will give you the South Port," I said into the phone, my voice steady. "I will sign the deed over tonight. I will pull my men out. It's yours. Just block the road, Diaz." The silence stretched out, deep and suffocating. I looked at the clock. Every second was a lifetime.

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??"

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.

There's only one person who will be capable of this and it nobody but the girl I thought I erased. I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows in my private office at the estate, jaw tight, eyes scanning the morning papers spread across my desk. It was all about the murder cases that has began brewing in the YBA circle. Because of this shit …business partners are withdrawing from us, each day my business sales drop to it lowest. I let out a low shaky breath, trying to control my temper. Then I muttered under my breath. “Lovia Diaz, you sure as hell don't go down easily huh? You've finally overstepped again and whoever is backing you up messed up with the wrong person.“

She was glad that, at the very least, Sasha knew what she wanted to do. When Eloise returned to Stillwater Bay, she found Paolo there. She remembered the man from last night and asked him, "Paolo, who was that guy?" Paolo replied, "His last name is Diaz. His family owns an entertainment company. He’s a rich kid who plays around as a producer. Honestly, it looks like he’s done this kind of nonsense before." Eloise immediately understood. "Is he still with you?" Paolo shook his head. "After teaching him a lesson, we let him go. If we had caused more trouble, it would’ve only harmed your friend. I know that’s why you didn’t want to take her to the hospital last night."

There was no way his future prospects were good, according to everyone, but he shocked them all and rose within the ranks of the Diaz cartel, becoming one of the core members that Rafaela counted on. “Eras el gigante de nuestro grupo. El jefe al que admiramos, pero sé que no había manera de vencer al cáncer. Descansa bien, mujer galante. Díaz se mantendría firme, incluso en tu ausencia. Te lo prometo. Descansa bien. (You were the giant of our group. The boss we look up to, but I know there was no way for you to beat this cancer. Rest well, gallant woman. Diaz would stand strong, even in your absence. I promise you that. Rest well.)”