Casey Donatello Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry for what happened. I’m sorry for putting your life in danger. I never meant for any of this to touch you.” My stomach twisted. “Oh my god, you do know her.” He nodded once, it was slow and miserable. “Who is she?” “Her name is Donna Sofia.” He spoke the name like it tasted bitter. “She’s married to one of the old bosses, Don Moretti. Back when Don Antonio adopted me, Don Moretti and Antonio were partners, they were thick as thieves.” He paused, rubbed his thumb across his knuckles like the motion could erase what came next.

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

— I think it's good that the one who defends me hasn't been accused numerous times. — Now, here comes the light topic, you can relax. I did that to see your reactions under pressure. You have excellent posture, congratulations. – Miguel smiled, causing Catherine to do the same – But nothing I said is a lie. – The smile on Catherine's face disappeared as Miguel dragged his chair to his closet, opening it and taking a black thermos bottle with what appeared to be water from the side of his backpack, opening it and taking a sip. – In this team, we have me, you, Diego, and Rogerio. I'll tell you a little bit about the guys so you can at least know their names. Rogerio is an expert in solving mar

he wiped my tears before he looked at the moisture on his finger and I watched as he brought his finger to his mouth and sucked it, "hm, salty..." "Please, Octavious, I won-" He shook his head in disappointment as he placed his finger on my lips again to silence me, "you've said enough, my little star," he silenced me with a tender tone, "but you can't fight the inevitable. Now, we have been destined to be together since the day that you were born. Do you want to know why you're here?" he waited for a response so I nodded my head, "your father and I were a part of a gang called The Cobalt Wolverine Syndicate," he chuckled, "it was a silly name, the silliest I've ever heard in my life but we

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.

He glared at me, growling in warning before kicking my knee, causing me to double over and momentarily loosen his hand before he punched me in the face, and that is when all hell broke loose and the two of us started throwing random punches at one another, waiting for the other to collapse. “Boss…” Carter said, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me back just as Donato pulled his father away. Donatello’s eyes were dark with anger, and for a second, I believed that he might end up shifting, but knowing that there were humans around, I could tell that he forced himself to remain controlled. “The next time you approach my wife, my hand won’t be the only weapon that you would be dealing with” I

he says as he laughs at me while trying to cover up his pain. "No time for jokes but I love the humour, bro" I head back and save our Captain, then Jackie, a guy named Flynn and another guy Named Luke. Luke is the one in the most critical condition. "Casey, look behind you!" Oliver shouts and I pull my gun out and look directly behind me at the gun aiming for me. I don't even want to hit him, but with the extensive training I've had to carry a gun I fire it and it hits him in the middle of his head. I don't even think about the repercussions of my actions; I get on with what I need to do.

I trusted him to wait for the right time, before swinging into action. "Miss Anderson?" A male called out from behind me, making me turn around to look at him. I could instantly tell from his attire, that he was one of Donatello's henchmen. His midnight eyes regarded me with a piercing gaze that made my skin crawl. He looked like every typical bad guy from blockbuster movies. "Donatello awaits..." He said, stretching his hands in a gesture for me to start moving. I eyes him skeptically for a good few minutes, before turning to look around me again. Begrudgingly, I set down the half empty bottle of water on a nearby table, before following the strange man.

Donatello found himself chuckling at Carlos's imaginative ways of describing their actions. But behind the laughter, both Carlos and Donatello knew the weight of their mission. They were not just on a whimsical adventure; they were fighting for justice and seeking retribution for the loss of Donatello's father. The memory of the driver, who had lost his life due to the cruel schemes of Lusiana, Miller, and Vincent, served as a constant reminder of the stakes involved.

Benito screamed and tried to grab her, clutching at her skirt. Casey kicked him away and turned back to the table. A struggle was taking place as Renaldo desperately tried to leave the table while two of Reyes' men held him down. Santiago sat stoically drinking wine next to his brother. Casey knew he was her age. She'd done her homework. She might have admired his bravery, might have even allowed him to live for his simple audacity, except he'd known of the hits on her family and she'd traced countless others to his name. Children. He was a child killer.