Oscar Díaz Novels & Stories

I am going to have a very interesting academic year, and even though I may not be in the Cheerleading team, but I am interested in Damian Anderson. Call it lust, call it to crush or love at first sight. One thing is certain I know he is that fire that I will gladly burn-in.

I asked, stopping him and Ezra shook his head. “You grandmother was an omega that I did not accept. Much like Diego, I chose to hide my mating bond. But I had different reasons. Diego did it for power, maybe lust, but what he has with Renata is not what I can call love. The woman has an obsession, maybe, but the man doesn’t love her the way that she loves him. And the purity that he sees in you, the way that he looks at you is not the one that he looks at her.” Mario said, and I looked down at my lap. The man sat beside me, and I wrapped my arm around myself. “I am going to tell you something that I wished someone told me when I was your age.”

he smiled and turned to leave. “You know El Diablo, I was told you hardly reject a cool business, and with you doing this, it confirmed my suspicion. No man would have been able to pull that stunt last night, no man would have avoided the camera so much, no man would have kidnapped my daughter without leaving a trace, no man would have killed my men so effortlessly like that, no man would have accepted to that job knowing what I will do, no man would have been so efficient in it, no man would have perform the act so clean like that, no man except the infamous El Diablo.”

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

all three of us turned around to see Doctor Quinn standing behind us. “I want you to do an ultrasound and tell me if Miss. Ross is pregnant as she claims.” Alpha Sanders said, and he nodded his head. I didn't know what was happening in here right now when Andres looked at me one last time before walking inside the pack with Elizabeth and Alpha Sanders, followed by Doctor Quinn. Soon, the crowd dispersed when I felt Daisy’s hand on my shoulder. “What just happened, Daisy? Who is that woman?” “She is Elizabeth Ross, Beta Rodriguez’s first mate. And she came here today claiming that she is carrying his child.”

"Don't you dare act so high and mighty with me! Who do you think you are? You think you can threaten me?" Oscar lifted his head slowly. His eyes were like shards of black ice. "I'm warning you for the last time," he said in a glacial tone. "If you ever hurt Maya again, I will make you regret it." Diana faltered under his gaze for a moment, fear flickering in her eyes—but then she straightened, defiant. "Ha! You think I'm scared of you?" she sneered. "Do you even know what you look like right now? A rat crawling out of a dark sewer. I bet Maya would vomit if she saw you!"

I said, and he shook his head. “That is what they had us all believing. It turns out, Eli has a son.” He said, and I frowned. “I don’t know how he ended up being Capo with the presence of his father…” “He is dead.” I said, and Cartel frowned in confusion. “They found him in the club earlier today. I was heading there but your man got in my way.”

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!

His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet. “My King,” he bowed slightly, then glanced at the wound. “You’re injured.” “I’ll live,” Alexandro said coldly, his voice sharp as steel. “Find out who sent him.” Daniel nodded, face grim. “Yes, Alpha. I’ll start immediately.” As Daniel left with the guards to handle the body, I found myself staring after him, but my mind was elsewhere. Spinning. Spinning. Who would try to kill me today of all days? Who wanted to stop this marriage so desperately? Was it someone from my tribe? One of Alexandro’s enemies? Or something