Novels by Bella Donna

@lucian.banks_paragon followed you back.My eyes widened and I covered my mouth to prevent myself from screaming out.Another notification popped in and I almost passed out.@lucian.banks_paragon sent you a message.Lucian: Go to bed, kiddo. It's way past your bedtime.I blinked repeatedly as I stared at the message. Lucian freaking Banks followed and messaged me on IG? The hell!I flung my phone on the bed table and shut my eyes tight. Gawd, my air bags are suddenly choked up.….I skipped breakfast again. Not because I wasn't hungry, but because I was avoiding you-know-who.I sat with Erik in the cafeteria, fiddling with my lunch of bugger and ice cream.“So tell me something, pretty boy, did you skip sweet breakfast to come eat school junk because of your stepbrother?”“I….dunno, Erik.” I mumbled. “That jerk scares me and I hate him for that.”Erik’s lips twitched into a lopsided smirk, “You hate him. Are you sure or are you not sure?”I blinked slowly, cussing at him under my bre

Days moved faster than I thought and soon, it was weekend. I sat on my reading table, my fingers resting on the cursor of my laptop.I can't believe I've spent one week in a strange house. I was already bored to death.A thought nudged at the back of my mind and I shook it off frantically.Slowly, my hands moved to the cursor and I tapped on the browser icon, cursing myself as I typed a name on the Google search engine.Lucian Banks, potential heir of the Banks Legacy and CEO of Paragon Gaming.Paragon Gaming was formerly known as Enamor Gaming. The CEO of Enamor resigned and another smaller company acquired them and changed the name to Paragon which within six years grew to become the largest gaming company in Australia with its headquarters here in Melbourne. Their games were top-notch and madly loved by people. Especially the simulation game they made—Syntaxe—it made people crazy.“Geez!” I exclaimed. “Mr annoying is Paragon’s CEO? Jesus is Lord!”I quickly brought out my phone and

The table fell into silence. Mom's eyes were pleading with me, Jenna was staring at her brother and Charlyn and Robert seemed unfazed by whatever we were doing.“What the fuck did you just call me?” I asked again, rage seeping slowly through me.“A selective brat. You have any issues with that?”Geez! I swear I hate Lucian.“Look, I'd prefer you mind your fucking business, Lucian Banks.”“Mind your language, Ezran.” Mom chipped in. “He is your elder. Give him his res—”“Mind your fucking business too, Mrs Banks.” I shouted, cutting her off. “You never asked for my opinion at all, so if my speaking to your stepson doesn't sit well with you, suit yourself.” I picked up my backpack and stormed out of the dining room, rushing outside the house.….The morning after our first real standoff, the house felt like a battlefield. Every footstep echoed too loudly, every door creaked under my nerves. I kept imagining Lucian’s sharp gaze lurking behind every corner, waiting to punish me for some

The wedding dragged to an end and I heaved out in relief. Dragging my already tired limbs out of the hall, I dialed my best friend’s digits via video call.“Yo, Ez.” Erik’s caramel skin glowed as his face appeared on the screen. “Happy married life to you.”The heck?“My mom got married, not me.” I said as-a-matter-of-factly, rolling my eyes.“Well, you're literally made from your mom, so that means this marriage is a part of you.”I paused for a slight second and burst into laughter, clutching my belly tight.“Man, your reasoning scares me sometimes.”He chuckled and went silent for a split second.“So…. what do you want to do?” He asked, munching from a bag of chips on his bed.“I don't know, Erik. I just got to know I've got an overly sophisticated stepsister, an overly friendly one and an ‘I don't know’ stepbrother.”Erik grinned at me mischievously, “The recluse Lucian Banks? Lucky you! You’ll get to see him daily.”Well, Erik was an information gatherer. There was virtually no o

Melbourne, Australia, 10:00am.EZRAN'S POV.I had exactly three problems that morning.One, my mother was getting married again, two, the black suit I was forced to wear made me look like a guest at a funeral, and three, this wedding was happening whether I liked it or not.I stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at my reflection like it belonged to someone else. Twenty-one years old final-year college student and future programmer, if life didn’t take another turn before graduation. My jaw was clenched and my dark curls refusing to stay neat no matter how much I tried to brush them. “Ezran,” my mother called from outside the room, her voice careful. “We’re running late.”Of course we were.I exhaled slowly and grabbed my phone, staring at the news outlets.Popular model and ex beauty contest Queen, Aubrey Cameron, 42, remarries Billionaire mogul and tech expert, Robert Banks, 58, in a grand style, 5 years after having a scandalous divorce with producer ex husband, Edwar